The bed

Kayce Smith's new apartment was in the dimly lighted and perpetually dank hallway of the newspaper's basement, near the library, which did not seem at all odd to Rock.

Kayce had asked him to come look at the new bed she bought for one of her children. It looked to him like nothing more than a typical bedroll, but Kayce insisted he give it try. Sure enough, when Rock stretched out on it he found it as comfortable as a bed could be.

As he lay on this oddity, the sports department clerk Anthony Peace walked by, headed for the library. Rock turned to say hello, but before he could speak, he noticed Kayce's boyfriend Dan Chaney playing cards with several men in a back room.

He had walked down this hall two or three times a week for nearly twenty years and had never before noticed the room.