Room service!

Wrapping my towel around me, I went over to the door to see who was there. Looking through the peephole, I could see nothing but an empty corridor.

I opened the door to see a quiet, empty hotel corridor. I put a foot forward so I could look round and see if there was anyone there, and felt something scalding hot on my bare ankle. Startled, I dropped my towel and jumped forward, landing in the middle of the hallway.

My spring-loaded room door swung shut, leaving me standing naked in the middle of the hotel corridor.

I turned to see a room service tray beside my door. There was a covered plate, a steaming silver coffee pot, and a note sealed with a red heart.