He started to leave the room, but then realized he hadn't gotten dressed. he was only wearing a pair of boxers. He couldn't go out like this.
He found a suitcase and put it on the bed, opening it. The clothes weren't his(or maybe they were now), but they'd fit.
They consisted of a pair of black pants, a white shirt, black socks, and dress shoes.
He wondered what sort of game someone was playing with him, or how he even noticed. Maybe they wanted him to notice. But why turn his room into a motel room? Or was that just part of some bigger wish?
He opened the motel room door and saw...his hallway. What the... He stepped out into it, and suddenly the carpet under his feet started to change. He stepped away and backed into the wall.
He gaped. Things were changing, but only when he got close to them. He moved toward the next door down the hallway, the bathroom...it reformed into a shiny metal...elevator door? An up and down button appeared next to it.
He stood still for a moment, afraid to move, uncertain what to do.
