<span style="font-style: italic">"Can any- ...Jon."</span>Jon Theodore froze for a moment. Just a second and his mind must of been playing tricks on him. There was no way. No way that the voice that spoke to him could be so recognizable. His eyes on the other hand seemed to gaze at a picture that was in a picture frame atop the check in desk. Odd that no one, not a single being was behind the desk. It was a group of kids, one of them as he focused more on the picture seemed to be him. All the kids looked happy and as his mind pieced together names that he was recalling from the bricks of his mind. Seria Megami if he remembered correctly a red head with blue eyes a definite stand out. Nyah Solas as his mind worked knew that she was the girl who had hair that almost black but in reality was a deep brown with clear gray eyes. Her personality even as a child was a little odd, but her hands held a baseball in them. Alexander Collins the only other male out of the camp if his eyes served him right. Also Alex use to be his right hand man as a child, with dark brown hair, and green eyes. Then lastly Ephyra "Styx" Tyne whom was with a realization the voice that had spoken to him.<br/><br/>"Tyne, Well at least Iâ€™m not the only one that showed up at check in. Obviously no one is here, so itâ€™s probably best if we, check out the fire pit." His hand shoved into his Jean pocket taking out a cigarette , and a lighter, and then finally lit it. The smoke fluctuated into the air, creating small puffs of grayish white dusted air. Then turned and not really waiting for Tyne to speak he left the cabin. For some reason he felt that if he did wait and talk to Tyne than old facts would be brought up that he didnâ€™t really want dig into. Words only meant memories that he really didnâ€™t want to dig into.<br/><br/>Once he was outside the cabin , he faintly remembered that the fire pit was to the right of the cabin, and near the center of the medium sized cabin where the circle would be about 6 ft wide. The end of his cigarette faded with the slight afternoon sky, fluffs of smoke evaporated into the cloudless sky. His feet took him down a slight hill that lead to the fire pit if his memory was not mistaken. There was a medium cabin to the right of the pit, and a small cabin to the left. However, he wasnâ€™t sure how to light the damn pit. Fact was the sky was a faded pink and blue from day break becoming evening.<br/><br/>As the end of his cigarette was near, he flicked it into the pit. However it did nothing to actually help light the fire pit.  He found his preferred spot on the edge of one of small cabin. If anyone besides Tyne was here they would end up realizing what he did, that there was no one here but them. Chance? Maybe but something told him otherwise. In fact he yearned for another cigarette and lit it again.