Motel California

[A couple of hours after this.]

>> Can you come by?

I think the ghost is gone. It's quiet and everything feels...lighter.

[Spam » Allison]
After she's made her announcement and discussed it with people, she leaves her room and wanders the halls. She got used to not taking the elevator, so she takes the stairs and wanders down each level until she gets to the second floor.

She doesn't really know why she's here. She's just wandering. Or if there is a bigger purpose, she isn't aware of it yet. She's used to wandering. To following random urges like this. So, she just keeps going.

[Spam » OTA]
She still doesn't feel like being back in her room, so when she's done talking to Allison, she continues wandering around the hotel. She can be found in the lobby, by the ballroom, and outside on the front steps, staring up at the sky.

[He looks exhausted because he barely got any sleep last night for the noises he kept hearing. Some of them were definitely not even from his floor and he kind of hated that he couldn't be selective with his heightened hearing. He runs a hand down half his face.]

Did anyone else notice anything weird last night?

[Private Video » Hotel Staff]
Is there some kind of maintenance going on? I kept hearing weird banging noises last night and that sulfur smell in the restaurant is pretty overwhelming. [His voice is completely calm and neutral. He doesn't sound angry or upset at all, just a curious hotel occupant wanting some answers.]

[He's avoided doing this because...he didn't know how to do it, honestly. And he didn't want to. He didn't want to shatter some kid's world like this. But Stiles....the real Stiles had showed up nearly two weeks ago and-- okay, Scott's been avoiding him like the plague, honestly, but....he can't avoid this anymore.]

Hey... when you have a minute, I need to talk to you.

[Dutch appears on the screen. In the background is her very nice, very comfortable hotel room that she absolutely loathes. She's chewing on her thumbnail in silence for a few seconds before she decides to speak.]

Right, so... We're all trapped here. Anyone got any ideas on how to get out?

Oh...

[She sighs as something dawns on her.]

I'm Dutch, by the way. Might as well introduce myself as long as I'm stuck.

Good evening, Esteemed Guests!

[E. Poe shows up on the screen of everyone's black and white communicator screens.]

We're welcoming new arrivals today. Please do come by the lobby after dinner to meet them. Some of you might find familiar faces.

[With a wider smile, he disconnects the video.

Anyone who does come by the lobby today will find the keys and the names of the guests laid out on the counter as follows:


Jordan Parrish - room 241
Stiles Stilinski - room 712]

[Being inside the motel was starting to cause a bit of cabin fever. Even if she's been confined to a place before. This? This was a bit different than that though. It's why the video would see her up in the air, the maze down below her. Those blazing fire filled eyes watching as it moved and shifted. It almost seemed like a snake to her or something else entirely. There were a few things that she wanted to check out but she wanted to figure out the Maze first. Though she stayed above it for the time being, not wanting to go out into it. Not yet anyway.

So if others have questions, they can ask. She won't actually have answers but she doesn't, or maybe she does, know who has gone out to the Maze and who hasn't. She's been doing her best to stay out of everyone's head, no matter how loudly they were thinking.]

[The wounds he'd sustained the previous night were healed now, but he hadn't gotten around to taking off the bandages on his arm and around his ribs, and the one on his arm is visible.]

Consider this a public warning: Everyone should stay out of the maze behind the hotel. It's dangerous. Like....had a run-in with a dragon last night, stay the hell out of there,dangerous [He manages an incredulous scoff as he shakes his head.] I know how this might sound, but just remember we all woke up in a cable car with no memory of how we got there and we're stuck in a hotel we aren't even allowed to know the actual location of. [He pauses and presses his lips together for a moment.] I just thought everyone should know.

[Stiles (Thomas)]
Are you okay?