"Charming." Janine commented at John as she opened the cork on her bottle. "Don't worry John, I'll make sure to slap you around in case you start seeing ghosts." she said, lifting her shoulders before walking further to the room. The waiting chairs looked messy and far from the most comfortable ones... though it was clear without saying that most people didn't seem comfortable going further in right away.

She didn't mind, Janine wasn't picky... she just wasn't much creeped out. She had been on the forest during late hours enough times to not be bothered with the atmosphere. She wasn't one to believe in ghosts or demons or any of that bullshit. Using her leg to kick the fallen chair back on its legs, she half dropped on the chair, a cloud of dust puffing from the fake leather as she couched few times. "Oh for fucks sake..." she groaned, while coughing before taking a sip. "I hope someone brought music along, or are you planning to sit down in quiet whole night?" she then said with a grin, as she took more comfortable position. The chair was for two, and she was curious of who would be daring enough to try...