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Echoes of the Grand Elysium Hotel
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The Grand Elysium Hotel squatted on the misty edge of Blackwood Hollow, its flickering sign a siren's call in the storm. Sarah's car sputtered into the lot at 2:17 AM, rain lashing like claws. Phone dead, signal gone, she bolted for the lobby with her duffel. Inside, the air reeked of dust and regret. Mr. Hargrove, skeletal behind the desk, his eyes twin voids, pushed a brass key forward. "Room 13. Stairs left. Dawn check-out." His voice scraped like gravel. "Anything... odd?" Sarah asked, recalling the void of online reviews. "Just the wind," he muttered, vanishing into shadows. The third-floor
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Omar
Priya
