As Arianta walked into the grand lobby of The Tapestry Hotel, her eyes were immediately drawn to the intricate tapestries hanging from the walls. The receptionist's desk was located in the center of the room. She couldn't afford to look nervous, not if she wanted to pull this off.
With a calm demeanor, she pulled out her identification and slid it over to the clerk. “I'm sorry to bother you, but I seem to have misplaced my room key. Arianta Collins. Room nine-fifteen.”
The clerk didn't even bat an eye as they prepared a new key card for her and slid it across the counter. She gave a polite nod and smile before heading towards the elevator. Arianta's thoughts turned in turmoil as she stood outside the door to Katherine's hotel room. She had always considered herself as different from Katherine, repulsed by her methods and horrified by the idea of taking a human life. And yet, the taste of the meat she had eaten had been so irresistible, so primal. Her mouth watered just thinking about it.
With a deep breath, Arianta tapped her key card to the lock on the door. The green light flashed, and she turned the handle slowly, afraid of what she might find inside. Peering into the room, she felt like an intruder in a place she didn't belong. But Katherine had called her there for a reason, and she couldn't ignore that pull any longer. The sound of running water. The bathroom was just off the entryway, and through the steam she could make out Katherine's torso in the shower.
As she crept deeper into the room, she was quite surprised to find a naked woman bound to the bed, her limbs stretched out and secured with ropes. Gagged and defenseless, the woman's eyes pleaded for help.
Arianta wasted no time and swiftly removed the gag, whispering in a hushed tone, “Are you alright? Did she hurt you?” As she fumbled with the ropes, the woman reassured her that she was unharmed. After freeing her, Arianta urged her to leave before Katherine returned. “Please go, forget this ever happened.”
The woman hesitated, fists balled on her hips, as Arianta gathered her clothes. When she handed them over, the woman refused to budge.
Arianta's patience was wearing thin as she implored the woman to leave. “Go, now!”
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