Re: Sam A/Jack R
Seriously? We're fucking going there? The last time the hotel acted up, it still left us all ourselves. We weren't monsters or creatures. We were us, in the dark. There were predators, and the rest of us. [Pause, shaky writing.] Someone fucked me while I cried, and cut me open while they did, and then left me there to die. Then the fucker taunted me on the journals anonymously for months. I'm dealing, ok?