Dr. NoSleep
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I can't help but smile at the sound the line makes when it unwinds, but my smile drops as I slip the key into the lock and turn it.
Housekeeping is stopped right behind me.
It's a tight fit.
I can feel their nasty soiled sheets brushing against my back.
Open it, Jensen, Mrs. Plum calls out.
I glance to my left and see her coming straight for us.
Did you hear me?
Mr. Sparks cries.
Housekeeping doesn't have an opinion.
Mr. Cooper does.
I pull the key out of the lock.
Zip.
And my hand touches the doorknob.
Someone shouts from their room.
Someone else shouts.
Others soon join in.
A few guests are shouting for Mr. Sparks to be let go, but they are drowned out by the majority, calling for him to be tossed into the void.
I didn't think it was such a bloodthirsty crowd here at the Perkins.
But considering the policies we live by, I shouldn't be too surprised.
Thirsts must be quenched after all.