A cupped hand rose over Jason's eyes as he pressed himself against the window, trying to pierce his eyesight through the heavily tinted glass. The strain on his face showed that he was making no progress so in dissapointment he let his hand drop to his side as he lethargically turned to face the rest of the room. It was cozy looking with some old furnature and wallpaper, nothing really out of the ordinary. A few steps into the bathroom revealed it to be one of the cleaner ones he'd come across, for which he was rather thankful for. After looking back into the room Jason's eyes stuck to the chest at the foot of his bed. It was antique but well kept and made of fine wood. It's top was a bit heavy but with a little effort Jason pryed it open only to find it filled with dainty and colorful scarves. With a surprised whistle and shake of his head, Jason let the chest fall shut then made his way to the dresser. His eyes went wide with confusion as he saw the top drawer filled with nothing but toothbrushes, as was the second, and the third and the rest of the drawers in the dresser.<br/><br/>"I'm not sure I even want to know why these are here...I really hope these aren't all the used toothbrushes of all the past guests...that'd just be...wrong..." Jason muttered to himself. Finally he plopped himself on his bed, letting his right arm hang off the side and brushed against the night stand. Letting curriosity get the best of him one last time jason rolled over and opened the drawer, hoping to find something normal, like a bible, extra bedsheets, or even just nothing at all. Instead he sat up in instant surprise as the contents of the drawer revealed to him a solitary knife. It was fairly large and had a well maintained wooden handle. The blade however was worse off. Jason could tell how dull it was just by looking at it and then a strange thought overcame him.<br/><br/>"Why the hell would this be here?" Jason quickly shut the drawer and decided to not even touch the thing as it may have been used to kill someone at some point and he didn't need to add his fingerprints to a supposed murder weapon. He didn't need that sort of heat catching up to him while he was starting his new life.<br/><br/>"Ok this place apparently has had some serious issues. I'm out first thing in the morning, but I need to get out of this room, maybe snoop around a bit..." Jason managed to roll himself out of his bed and made his way out into the hallway, peaking his head out from his room looking both ways. After a few strange hesitant seconds, Jason crossed over into the hall and began making his way back towards the lobby.