<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold">Lucinda-Kitchen</span></div><br/><br/>Lucinda listened to the guy-face talk to Jim. She had decided to call him guy-face in her mind until she learned his name. It fit while not being rude, plus he seemed odd and there was something about him that didn't click with her. Jim left the room and the guy followed.<br/><br/>The speaker talked about something in the living room. She wondered about what she was going to find. She was also tired. It had been a very crazy day. She still wasn't sure if it was real or if she was sleeping in her sleeping bag back at the camp site.but she couldn't go searching for it while they were in there.  She had to follow them and luckily, she didn't need an excuse to follow them. The doctor wanted to look at her burns. She sat down on a chair as she noticed the headache guy put a smoke in his mouth and light it. Lucinda got out of the chair and reached over, pulling it from his mouth.<br/><br/>"What are you an idiot? The house almost just burnt down for one. And secondly I'm sure most of us don't want to breathe in that crap." She eyed the lighter. "We had to enough issues lately because of lighters."<br/><br/>She carried the smoke back into the bathroom as she spoke, not really letting him answer. She put it out with water before throwing it in the trash.<br/><br/>She looked at the camera and scowled. "Seriously, do you not check for this stuff when you trap us here?"<br/><br/><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">Lucinda-Kitchen</div></span>