An AirBnB

I walk into my Airbnb we rented to stay for a bit; it seems plain, empty like no one has ever been here. I walk into the bathroom, a clean place, too clean, like not even a ghost lives here. Next, I walk into the bedroom, beds freshly clean, it seems too clean for a person to live here. I settled down on a chair and desk. Start drawing my imagination off till 7:00 pm. I get ready for bed and turn off the light and close my eyes.