Sitting down on the creaky bed, she realized how terribly tired she was. She pulled up the coverlet to inspect what was underneath, finding clean sheets and no more than the usual quota of stains on the mattress. Best of all, there didn’t seem to be any bugs, though that didn’t mean she wouldn’t be visited by the usual roach or two. Somehow, it wouldn’t have felt right without them, though Kristen hoped they’d be the smaller variety. Pulling off her leggings and blouse, she was about to try to get some sleep despite the flickering of neon through the thin curtains when she caught the glint of light on the metal box lying among her things on the floor. She picked it up and examined it.