John was done here. This lobby was giving him chills. And he still felt like something was watching him. Something just out of the corner of his eye. He followed the group that was heading to find the cafeteria. If it was a cool spot to hang, they could get Chad and everyone else. His flashlight cut through the darkness in the hospital as they walked, stopping to look at signs that would direct them to their destination. His mind began to wander and he thought about what Chad had said about the prick who was playing ghost out by the car. It was just some late arrival. Right? That had to be it because everyone that had come with them was either with him or Chad. This was just a creepy run down hospital where a shit ton of people died. Nothing too strange.