I was on Mark's shoulders, resting on his head and pretending to be asleep. The two guys were awkwardly making terrible idle conversation but then again we did just bring up the fact that I may reside on the weird side of the internet.

"What the fuck is that noise?" Jack said.

"I dunno but to me? I think we should wake her up," Mark said slightly moving his head tilting me to the right of his face.

"Do ya wanna wait it out a little, find some where to rest, I think it's a little rude to just, wake someone up." Jack stated and Mark agreed, I did because I was slowly drifting off…

~~~~~~Later~~~~~~

When I woke up I was in fetal position in a corner of the tiled floor hallway but my head was rested on a sleeping Mark's shoulder. Jack was in the middle of the floor but not too far away to consider him as 'in-the-distance.'

I started trying to shake Mark and Jack awake because paranoia was really effective in a place like this, trust me, it is fucking terrifying. "Mark, Mark? Jack, Jack? Anyone conscious yet? Hello? Wakey- wakey guys!" Then at that moment I heard something, so I was gonna go and check it out, naturally, I saw a cupboard in the room beside us with a paper scrap and a shitty black pen in it. I wrote on it to notify them what I was doing. I kept the pen and found some more paper.

I went to go explore and nearly forgot to put the note down so I walked back towards them and safely put the paper on Mark, sandwiched between his hand and his chest.

The hallway was long and cold. I didn't have my trench coat because Mark was using it as a blanket- creature comforts, you know- and I'm way too lazy to go back for it.

To lighten the mood I started singing Starbomb's 'Inky's Lament'. I love that song so much!