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Moss Motel.
"I could... But could we not knock?"
This comment elicited an eye roll from Jasmine. The room was either empty or had already been occupied by another guest... hopefully, just a normal person they were going to barge in on. However, Jasmine couldn't help but make a sarcastic comment.
"Oh, ya? I was about to bang on the door and ask if anybody's home!" Jasmine spoke in a mocking tone as she raised her fist up as if she was about to pound away at the door. Which was the last thing that Jasmine wanted to do... especially since she's beginning to see things now. There was the creeping feeling that there was something else out here... maybe there were monsters in the swamp like Jen had said. However, Jasmine had never seen anything magical in the slightest and had no intention of believing in magic.
"Look, if you can get the door open, get to it, then. I... this place is giving me the creeps."
House on the Edge of the Swamp
When Jordan peeked through the window... he definitely got more than what he bargained for. The first sight that Jordan got was an elderly white man, rhythmically thrusting into a woman on a couch that he couldn't make the details out of (or if it was even a woman). He definitely got a great look at the old man's saggy ass, flopping with each pump. When Neko knocked on the door, he stopped, looked over his shoulder with a confused look on his face as he grabbed a red velvet robe threw it over himself, and came to the door.
The door swung open, and the man tilted his head when he saw the little group of men and women before him. His jaw dropped a little bit as he said, "Ah, yes? How can I help you?" Unaware that his robe didn't exactly cover all of his body, and his old wrinkly member was sticking out through the silt of the robe.
"... Ahhhh Blakey, you brought friends?" A tall woman said as she put her hands on Blake's shoulders, and spoke in a soft, sultry tone. Before she looked at the rest of the group. "... That's going to be extra, though."