Kate didn't notice the problem at first. She was on high alert, her eyes darting around, lingering on every dark corner of the room. She only relaxes when she's checked everywhere, when she's convinced it's safe.

After a few seconds, she sighs, her gaze slowly dropping back to you. Where you've stood still for her entire inspection. "Something wrong?" Kate asks, following your gaze to the bed and – oh. There's only one bed. "Oh," she says, taking a deep breath, "there aren't any other rooms."