As she turned over the mattress, it was clearly stolen. It still had all the tags left on the bottom of it. Sarah called over the police to notify them of this peculiar circumstance. The police were just as clueless as her.

The mattress was stolen from "Nice Sleep", a local store. She decided to check out the store. As Sarah went to the store, it was closing. This was quite strange, as she saw people crowding around the store just a week earlier. When she entered the building, it was empty. Completely vacant, no beds, no people, absolutely nothing.

When she looked around, there was a business card on the floor. It read "rendezvous at room 114". She quickly left the building as these unsolved mysteries made her rather uncomfortable. She got back in her car and started driving home. On her way home, Sarah remembered her husband. Sarah was overcome with depressing thoughts. She made a decision she would never be able to undo. She swerved right directly through traffic and into a gas pump. If the initial impact didn't kill her, the explosion sure did.

Suicide is never the answer.