Manson brushed past Chad and Chel as he walked into the cafeteria. Chad avoided any form of eye contact, making Manson assume that something must’ve happened. Chad was one of the most confident guys he knew, it was unnatural seeing him so spooked. [i] Damn, this place’s even getting to Chad, [/i] he thought to himself.

He looked over at John, who was sitting on one of the cafeteria’s many dust covered tables. John didn't seem to be doing the greatest either. Manson could definitely relate to their fears. He could constantly feel a presence watching over him. There was definitely something up with this hospital. He remembered his conversation with Leah and her mentioning the she knew about this hospitals past. He wasn't much of a history buff, but he thought he might as well do something to pass the time before Chad and Chel got back, even if it was a history lesson. “Hey, Lee you had said this place had a fucked up past? What exactly happened here?” he asked, giving her a concerned expression.