Who: Jake and Laura Moon Where: Out front of the hotel When: After this What: Jake shares a bit of his stash Warnings: tobacco/weed use, language
What was it with people and being dead? First him, then some Ben guy, and now this woman. Laura. Except that she'd stayed dead upon arrival. Him? He was pretty damn sure he could feel his own fucking heartbeat. Maybe that was just an illusion. Another thing dealing with this damn island. A different island, but still the same.
He makes his way down to the lobby, letting himself scan the room for a moment before shaking his head. Place still looked like a typical hotel. Just creepier. There were ghosts. Not something that he was particularly fond of. There was a lot in this place he didn't understand.
Heading out the lobby door, he stops a bit aways from the door before moving to a corner and spotting the woman. "Laura?"