02-20-2018, 03:00 AM
Connor looked at some of the books by giving a brief passing glance. They looked intriguing, but he wasn't exactly sure if he could find anything in them that probably wasn't told to him already. Hopefully Winona may find something that she might have missed among them.
"Yea, I think everyone is trying to cope with this weird situation at this point," he stated, noticing a few that weren't visibly showing still a bit shaken up by the ordeal. "It's not everyday people get to hear some thing decided to give them a life altering moment with several bundles of joy in the oven."
There was sarcasm, naturally. Connor felt worse for wear, what with the constant rising and resting from the bed to run to a restroom and hopefully pray someone else wasn't in there doing the exact same thing. The house might have been a bit spacious, but he never thought there would be a day when he could say four full bathrooms just weren't enough. Now, it was moments like this he truly just wished he could settle down here. The town wasn't exactly bad, the place mixed with designs akin to a modern revamp of the early puritan days, which gave a homely feel all on it's own. Still, he had other people out there not sure if he was alive or dead. He couldn't even tell if he was brought up on the news as reported missing. That kind of thing could weigh heavily on a soul.
"Hopefully you find something," he stated with an assuring and warm smile. "Anything that gets us out of here, preferably before the ticker is over with has to count for something. Have you heard what apparently happens to those who do find out, though?"
They just simply vanish from what has been told. Nobody knows where they or the children go. They just waltz out of here in thin air. It left most alarmed because if they were already trapped in a fog among other things that made them seemingly repeat the pathways before them like a maze, what comes out of actually finding a way to solve the secret here and of course they couldn't say anything to the others who were still trapped because they were Lord knows where.
"It sounds a bit scary when you think about it, but I guess I'm a bit too heard headed to leave it alone. Bradley might get an anxiety attack wondering what happens though."
By Bradley, that was the man presently on Paternity leave who usually was over the Halfway House. He felt sympathy for Connor and allowed the male to make a living by co-owning the place, but Connor was still a bit stubborn and defiant, and so while the other male was out and away, Connor got to work alongside everyone else within the makeshift café of the dining room and kitchen.
"I was planning to do a little roaming out among the town tonight," he stated. "Not like we have to worry about robbers these days what with them being too busy themselves these days. Maybe take a few pictures and see if I'll find anything."
"Yea, I think everyone is trying to cope with this weird situation at this point," he stated, noticing a few that weren't visibly showing still a bit shaken up by the ordeal. "It's not everyday people get to hear some thing decided to give them a life altering moment with several bundles of joy in the oven."
There was sarcasm, naturally. Connor felt worse for wear, what with the constant rising and resting from the bed to run to a restroom and hopefully pray someone else wasn't in there doing the exact same thing. The house might have been a bit spacious, but he never thought there would be a day when he could say four full bathrooms just weren't enough. Now, it was moments like this he truly just wished he could settle down here. The town wasn't exactly bad, the place mixed with designs akin to a modern revamp of the early puritan days, which gave a homely feel all on it's own. Still, he had other people out there not sure if he was alive or dead. He couldn't even tell if he was brought up on the news as reported missing. That kind of thing could weigh heavily on a soul.
"Hopefully you find something," he stated with an assuring and warm smile. "Anything that gets us out of here, preferably before the ticker is over with has to count for something. Have you heard what apparently happens to those who do find out, though?"
They just simply vanish from what has been told. Nobody knows where they or the children go. They just waltz out of here in thin air. It left most alarmed because if they were already trapped in a fog among other things that made them seemingly repeat the pathways before them like a maze, what comes out of actually finding a way to solve the secret here and of course they couldn't say anything to the others who were still trapped because they were Lord knows where.
"It sounds a bit scary when you think about it, but I guess I'm a bit too heard headed to leave it alone. Bradley might get an anxiety attack wondering what happens though."
By Bradley, that was the man presently on Paternity leave who usually was over the Halfway House. He felt sympathy for Connor and allowed the male to make a living by co-owning the place, but Connor was still a bit stubborn and defiant, and so while the other male was out and away, Connor got to work alongside everyone else within the makeshift café of the dining room and kitchen.
"I was planning to do a little roaming out among the town tonight," he stated. "Not like we have to worry about robbers these days what with them being too busy themselves these days. Maybe take a few pictures and see if I'll find anything."