96. In The Dark

When I got back to the hotel, the power seemed to be out in my room. I didn’t really care because I just wanted to go to sleep, so I plopped down on my bed, but my blankets were gone. And my pillows! I felt around in the dark, but only felt the coarse material of the mattress. I knew Burbank must have snuck in and stolen my linens, or at least ordered the hotel staff to do it. I couldn’t be bothered, so I slept shivering in my clothes atop a bare bed.

In the morning, I discovered that Burbank’s prank had been much more elaborate than I had given him credit for. He hadn’t stolen my blankets at all—they were still here. He’d simply turned the mattress upside down, but in the dark, I couldn’t possibly have figured this out. The power, in fact, was fine. He’d just removed all the light bulbs.