Lennon didn't think much of Kiley's theories, and he also felt like it was dismissive to think all four of them had been fooled by some Halloween prank-type thing. "I don't know who it was, but it was real," he said, looking over at Edwin instead of at Kiley. She was mad at him anyway, and he couldn't have said he was happy with her either at the moment. He'd really thought it was probably Jerome, but who was to say? Finding someone's mutilated and burned body was awful no matter who it had been.
He wasn't sure what the odds of everyone agreeing to stay in one place were, but it would feel safer, at least. He was aware that was an illusion: anything could happen at any given time. He just wanted some damned sleep without having to worry all night long.