Yeah, the woman was right. This was a nightmare. But he took solace in the fact that why ever they were in room, it wasn't because of something he had done. He only knew Cole; these people weren't there to be used against him. Since Cole was alright, he started looking around, inspecting the area at the edge of the light. "I'm John," he said when Peter started introductions. "From 107. I'm the one on the forums who can't type."
Finally, he found something curious. There was a plaque hanging just on the edge of the darkness, as if the edge were a wall. He pointed at it. "Hey. Look at this," he said, beckoning the others over. Since he didn't think the woman, Iris, would actually stand close to him, he read it aloud. With a groan, he rubbed his hand over his face. He didn't have time for games, and that's exactly what the plaque sounded like. He had a kid he needed to get back to.