Allison also had her ID ready, prepared to be as cooperative as she could.  She didn't really know much about what had happened anyway, so her answers could be pretty relaxed and honest-- a good thing, since she'd never been interviewed by the police before.<br/><br/>But she could honestly say that the first she knew of any trouble was when Taylor woke her to say something was wrong.  What had woken Taylor?  She wasn't sure -- Taylor hadn't said, and it hadn't seemed important once they'd discovered something really was wrong.  But all they'd been able to do was to try to keep people out of the room, though unfortunately some people had seen inside anyway.  She tactfully named no names.<br/><br/>No, she hadn't met the man staying in the room in question, or even known of his existence -- she and her friends had arrived late, forced there by the snow, and had eaten and then gone straight to bed.  But she was nervous -- was there any further danger, in their professional opinion?<br/><br/>After the expected reassuring platitudes, Allison was also excused, and went to join the rest at the Valley View.  She wasn't sure she could sleep just yet anyway, and she wanted to hear how things had gone for them.