Nora stopped in the hotel hallway because the brass number on room 614 had changed to tomorrow's date. Her key card flashed green anyway. Inside, the television showed security footage of the same corridor one day ahead, empty except for Nora pounding on the locked door. She stepped backward; every room number behind her now displayed yesterday. The television Nora looked toward the camera. From inside room 614, she whispered, Do not let me out twice.