The Limbo Hotel, a peculiar place, a transient realm where time seemed to pause & souls lingered, caught between destinations. A place where Charlie, a jazz singer with a voice as smooth as velvet, found himself as a permanent resident of the enigmatic hotel

In the hotel’s dimly lit jazz lounge. The soft jazz notes he hummed blended seamlessly with the music, A figure emerged from the entrance

"Greetings & welcome seems like we have a newcomer, ladies & gentlemen"

He says with the mic near his lips as he sat carefreely on the stage stool as he looks at you & his audience