Ariel walked ahead of Stiles and reached the first -floor room before he could. He tried to outrun her, but he gave up when his right foot got stuck in one of the telephone chords lying at the side of stairs. This was not the first time it happened. During Stiles' first week in the inn, his feet used to get stuck in the chords all the time. He even fell on the stairs and bruised his shoulder. He went to Morgan to complain.
'Walk with your eyes open,' was Morgan's response.
Ariel stood facing the door. 'We don't have all day. Hurry up.'
Stiles lifted his leg unwillingly and proceeded towards his room. He couldn't control his hands shaking as he slowly unlocked the door. He could see Ariel's eyes focussed on his hands, observing his every movement.
'Here we are. After you,' Stiles let he
