The Journey from the site of the crash to the Coach and Lantern Motel about a mile off the 75 takes about twenty minutes, and provides a first, well it seems first, look at the city of Clio. City it seems is a rather grand title for somewhere little more than a town, it seems the founders had a sense of humour. As you pass through what seems a small but thriving town centre, well illuminated by lights and flashing signs, you see several people out and about, although it seems that the imminent threat of a storm adds speed to their movements. All in all what you see looks like a typical Michigan urban development, what you were doing here is anyone’s guess.
If, as you have begun to suspect, you are part of some TV production, that would explain the technical equipment stored in the van. Equipment which would be expected for making films or such. However it seems that there is no camera or sound equipment aboard. Equipment for mixing and for viewing but no tapes of anything.
Eventually you turn into the parking lot of the motel a small but modern looking building with a sign that announces a pool. In the clean and tidy foyer, complete with several vending machines, a desk area is marked enquiries and a young man, probably in his early twenties, leans over it reading a magazine set on the desk top. He smiles at you in recognition, then winces as he takes in your bedraggled state...
OOC: Remember you each have a key to a room numbered 3,4,5,7,8,9. Todd Guzman has room #4, other than that you may choose. |