Ah, sarcasm. It was almost like having Dean with him. Except not. There were a lot of rooms surrounding them now, each door closed away and, as Sam assumed, locked up tightly. He figured that they could go on through each of them, but Sam didn't know if he wanted to actually get down and pick every single lock in the building. "We'll come back to these," he said, nodding off toward the doors spread out around them. "If we don't find something somewhere else."
"So what are you doing here, anyway?" He asked, this time a bit more seriously. "I mean, okay, you know that there are creatures from Silent Hill here. That's great. But why are you here alone?"