KAMERON
The thick carpeting muffled the sounds of my crutches as I moved toward the back of the apartment. I wasn't sure which one of the closed doors actually led to the master bedroom. I looked around for the maid, but she seemed to have disappeared. I tried one door and found an empty guest room. I moved on down the hallway. The next door was slightly ajar, so I used my crutch to push it open slowly.
The door opened into a large master bedroom suite. The black and white theme continued, but this time there was a maroon carpet to match the drapes and the black and maroon bedding. A terrible smell was coming from the room, more specifically from the bed. I froze in the doorway, not wanting to move closer to investigate.
"Phil?" I whispered. I wasn't sure why I was whispering,
