Chapter 57
by 
Abdulalahazred
What's next?
Read card
The front of the card reads:
Phillipe Lasceaux
Juge
147 Rue Des Fontaines
Nice, France
Handwritten on the back:
“In one of the Guestrooms, I think. There's a brief light flash I saw, only after one of the Guests uses me, and only in one of the Guestrooms. It's familiar somehow...I think I wrote notes about it, during previous stays, but can't remember. I'm hoping there's something about me, about how I got to be this way. I know I knew it once...but that feels like a fuck of a long time ago. I've thought for the longest time that I do this because I want it. Now I'm not so sure.”