It didn't take a minute and my new phone buzzed. It was a text from Matthew, telling me he’ll come around later in the evening. Which abruptly made me stop rolling around the bed like a five year old and investigate what else the whole condominium had to offer.
Ross had run down a rather intimidating list of facilities, so I decided to investigate the swimming pool first, since I at least knew what a swimming pool was and what to do with it.
Unfortunately though, finding the damn pool was like going through a maze of endless creepy corridors, surrounded by mirrors and aluminum and padded silk.
When I eventually got there, the pool was pristine, its water still and silver-green. It was beautiful but also slightly eerie. Like I would get knifed to death by a masked man for my lax of s*
