No response followed however. It seemed as if the thick morning fog from the outside world had drifted into the room through osmosis. Even looking into the bathroom seemed like their was a smokey haze of water. Tom, was definitely not in the hotel room anymore. Jessica tried to turn on a lamp but it didn't even make a clicking noise... it was like the world itself had become stagnant and silent. She looked next to her to see a cleanly made side of the bed where Tom should be. The pillow was not ruffled, and the sheets were not stirred... as if he was never there at all.