![]() Will closed his eyes and drew in a deep breath of the fresh, cool air. ![]() The locking mechanism was old, however, and took some struggle before it finally released and allowed him to shove the window open with a squeal of the metal frames scraping together. Happiness filled him when he discovered the age of the hotel at last worked in his favor, and one side of the window was a slider he could open for some fresh air. He pulled the flimsy white curtains aside and inspected the window. ![]() The knob was turned all the way over to COOL, and Will sighed. Underneath was a small knob with a faded line painted on it. Will approached the unit and discovered a small metal flap on a hinge at one end. A stamp with the brand name Rest Easy was affixed to one corner, and warm air gusting out of the vents blew the sheer curtains away from the windowsill. Will sidestepped to the end of the bed and peered down at the thing. The heating/air conditioning unit under the window-a long metal contraption with a number of vents set at an upward angle-made a thumping noise followed by a quiet hiss. “So I’ve died and gone to Hell, and this is what I have to look forward to for eternity?” Will muttered. ![]() It had to be ninety degrees! He desperately pulled off clothing as he searched for a thermostat, but by the time he was down to socks and his boxer briefs, he’d had no luck. Will entered his room after a long first day on the job, and the heat nearly made him pass out in the entryway. The Williamsville Inn had seen better days. ![]()
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