"It's bigger than hotels I'm used to, but I think the size is kind of relative considering where the doors here open into," Frannie replied, "I've found one door that goes back to where I'm from, to the bedroom in the house I grew up in. It's the one in the lobby that's nailed shut."

She frowned a little when the one word kept bouncing through her mind, already looking at her throat for signs of swelling. "Detox? Were you exposed to...something?"