the elevator. The reporter held back any indication that he knew what would happen. Meanwhile, this poor couple was on the verge of what would be a scarring moment, and they were obliviously making small talk about the museums in town. They got to the hotel room and walked in with the lights on. Everything looked pristine, as if room service had been there within the past hour. My wife and I commented on the cleanliness of the room, the crispness of the bedsheets. This could be the one room that survived