Maria woke up in her room, feeling drained and disoriented. Her body felt heavy, and her mind was clouded with confusion.
She blinked several times, trying to piece together what had happened.
Almost instinctively, she checked around her. To her relief and surprise, the electronic key was lying neatly under her pillow. She stared at it in disbelief.
The entire room looked untouched—spotless, like she had never left. The bed was perfectly made, and everything was in place.
'Was it all just a dream? Did I even leave the room at all?' she asked herself silently, frowning as she sat up.
"No... It can't be a dream," she muttered under her breath. "I'm very sure of everything that happened. I was in that secret room. Someone grabbed me from behind. Why wasn't I hurt? And why is the key still with me?"
Her mind raced with questions.
