The Hyperion, Thursday evening

[fates_jaye]

Just about the time it starts to get dark, there might be a familiarish voice from the hotel lobby calling "Helloooooo?"

A second later, Jaye's calling it again, this time listening for the echo. She might have to just keep doing it until someone shows, or she hears the echo. Whichever comes first.

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[fh_jackass]

Something flies over the second-floor railing and lands in front of Jaye. It's a severed hand, the fingers twitching and blood glistening on the stump.

If you didn't look too closely at it, you might even think it was real.