Mickey continued to lean against the cool concrete wall a while as he tried to comprehend what had just been told to him. They were on an island. People called it Neverland. And they were stuck there. Yeah, right. Mickey let out a disbelieving laugh as he finally pushed himself away from the wall.
"So you're tellin' me we're in a jail on an island, like fuckin'.." he rubbed at his nose as he waited for the name to come to him. "Alcatraz. Are you high? Or insane?" Although he had to admit, this shithole did look pretty old. "Neverland?"