Slowly, the front doors creaked open. Lightning, from a storm brewing outside, flashes, thunder crashing like the beat of drums harmonizing with symbols and an otherwordly orchestra. The figure in the doorway jumped. :shcoked:
Bee poked her head inside and looked around at the people. She gave them all paranoid stares :yeah-yeah: and then shuffled fully in, dragging her heavy duffle bag along the floor and closing the door behind her. She slowly walked up to the front desk and frowned once reaching it. The edge of the desk was just a little below eye level when she stood on her toes. Then she rang the bell on the top.
"Hello...? May I get a room?"