McCreery
—Excuse me, we want to get to a place near here. I think it was a small town that was abandoned quite some time ago —McCreery asks the motel receptionist.
—Lower your voice, you can't ask this here. Join me outside —says the young man as he walks outside the small reception.
We all went outside as we followed the young man who kept flipping back and forth as if they were following him, it was something strange to the naked eye, but we had no choice because Marco took all the instructions on how to get to the abandoned village and nest of shadows.
—Excuse me, but it's a sensitive issue for the people here —says the young man as he takes one last look.
—I understand, but we need to know that information. It's urgent—Wells intervenes in the conversation.