Creegan got his beer and took a sip before nodding at her math. "Two years lost and gone." He didn't know what to do about this or who to talk to aside from what he had learned at the vistor's center. The information he had gotten there was a start but far from what he needed.
"I've been told that this place draws people in. Supposedly, there is a battle going on between good and evil and all sorts end up here- demons, vampires, psychotic cops..." He grinned at the last category.