Elias turned and walked toward the stairs. Behind him, the front door clicked shut, and on a screen in a world he no longer belonged to, the search page updated.
"How did you know my name?" Elias asked, clutching his bag. "The website was a bit... glitchy." Results found: hotel
The name was simple— The Gilded Anchor . It wasn't on any of the major booking sites he’d checked before. The photo showed a weathered Victorian perched on a jagged cliff, its windows glowing with a warm, amber light that seemed to spill off the screen. Elias turned and walked toward the stairs
The heavy oak door swung open before he could reach for the knocker. A woman in a charcoal vest stood there, her smile professional but her eyes impossibly deep. "We’ve been expecting you, Mr. Thorne," she said. "The website was a bit