The Rosewood Mirage was built as a symbol of lavish lifestyles and the achievements of mankind. A hotel of this altitude could never be just a simple destination. You didn't even want to go to the Rosewood Mirage. Not at all. Especially not for your stupid sister's stupid engagement party to her stupid fiance. Of course it would end in disaster. After an avalanche makes leaving the hotel impossible and a body is discovered, you're stuck with hundreds of people living in fear, waiting for either rescue teams or the murderer. Its okay, though. Because you met Aldric, the nice trans guy living in the boiler rooms. He became the one person you could genuinely trust in the whole hotel. With your mother constantly breathing down your neck, your father crumbling at any pressure, your psychopathic sister demanding the perfect wedding, and your ex best friend lusting for the last person you'd ever guess, you just didn't know if you'd make it out or the Rosewood Mirage alive. ***** Inspired by The Sanatorium by Sarah Pearse. Another story by Ginger. This love interest is transgender, so any homophobic comments will be automatically deleted. Do not forget that your author is transgender. Side note, the reader in this story deals with sensory issues, similar to ones that I deal with myself. You'll notice its a common theme in the story. I portrayed living with sensory issues as best I could. Do not forget that I am human. Do not forget that I make mistakes. Because a story that I wrote does not line up with you does not mean that I'm purposefully excluding certain readers because of race, gender, and sexuality. Cover art by me. Have a nice day!

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