Night One: The Gilded Cage

The storm howls outside, but the hotel lobby is warm and elegant. Firelight flickers across polished floors.

Julian Vane, the owner of the hotel, stands by the fireplace with a glass in hand.

"The mountain pass is blocked," he says calmly. "You'll be our guest for the next ten nights."

Across the room, a woman plays a slow melody on a grand piano.

Something about the place feels welcoming.

Something about it feels wrong.

Inventory:

• Wet luggage
• Car keys
• Wallet

What do you do first?