Olivia & Tommy - kitchen & beyond
The hotel was in no way Olivia's favorite place to be, by any stretch of the imagination. She disliked the ominous feeling that always lingered, like being watched constantly. She hadn't imagined she'd spend much time in the hotel because of that, this place was just too strange over all for her to put up with the sensations she'd come to attach to beings from the Pattern, from Observers and David Robert Jones.
But right now, it didn't seem like anything was about to let her out, so instead of waiting at the door or making foolish attempts to break it down, Olivia circled around, attempting to find another way out. The problem then was the kitchen.
Why she thought the kitchen was a good idea she'd forever question herself, provided she got out of it. As another pan whirled by her head, clattering against the wall, random cutlery thrown around the room in a mess, Olivia hunched down behind a work bench with the industrial fridge to her back. Finding the door out of here was her first priority.