As the sun rose, I opened my eyes and stared at the ceiling board, not knowing my next move. After minutes of thinking, I heard a knock at the door and it was room service. I went to the door to open it but realized that It wasn't a locked door. That was strange because I remembered that I closed the door.
I opened the door and let her in. For some unknown reason, I felt like I could talk to her, she looked like a good and trustworthy person.
"Hello mam, how are you?" I asked.
"I'm very fine my child, how are you?"
"I'm okay. I need your help with something if you don't mind. "
"How can I help you, my child?"
I ran to my bed and took one of the photos then went back to her, I gave it to her and said.
"Well I have this picture of my parents, could you by any chance know where Jacara
