Sanctuary? Who: Joyce, Juan, Alan, and Someone to let them into the hotel? When: Early morning Day three (7-ish) Where: In front of the Hotel
Juan, Joyce, and Alan took off from the bar after breakfast. They explored a few abandoned buildings and avoided any confrontations with monsters that they could. Juan left his shotgun with Joyce since he was still feeling a bit weak. As the day waned and their search remained fruitless, they decided to board up in a small gas station for the night. Another course of junk food wasn't going to do them any good, but it was all that was available in the little pitstop. They took turns keeping an eye out for monsters... and for Amberlee and Paige. Ever since the two took off earlier that day, the three hadn't seen them and grew worried.
Bright and early the next morning, Joyce called Paige on her cell and with luck got a hold of the girl. Paige told them about a hotel where they had found other survivors. She gave Joyce the address and she, Juan, and Alan set off to hopefully find sanctuary.
Juan was bone tired. The day had just started, but he was still feeling fatigued from the excursions of the day previous. He wondered if this hotel was gonna be a place where they would actually be safe from the monsters... if anywhere would be from now on. He looked at the road sign. From the directions Joyce got, it seemed as though they were getting close. He gripped the strap of his violin case. If they could only make it to the hotel, he'd feel better about having it out like this. This ordeal had been the longest the heirloom had been outside of a house in the humidity of the August morning. At least the sun wasn't out... He nearly regretted taking the heavy coat from the lost and found, but the looming clouds and far away thunder would sound rain soon, so a coat would be welcome protection.
He looked over at Joyce. He... was still hesitant around her. Her personality seemed... a bit harsh, but in this situation it was kind of comforting. He was glad they found each other. She wasn't anything like his own mother so he didn't think about her. In fact Juan hadn't thought of his parents or siblings since they had left this morning. It had been a blessing, but at the same time would it be so easy to forget? He shrugged his backpack back up on his shoulder a bit higher.