Will made his way up from the hotel lobby to the room listed for him in the register, 539. It took him a minute to get the key to work, some sort of magnetic card that was clearly another sign of the village being some years in the future from his perspective. Better to be in the future than the past, though. At least here I should be able to get a shower and have a decent bed. Will pushed the door open and stepped inside. The room was in fact a pleasant surprise. In addition to a generously... read more
