Project walkaway- the return!
(OOC: Continues from here, everyone who walked away walked far enough that they could no longer see the hotel behind them (assume like half an hour), then a few minutes later, saw it looming again in the distance ahead of them. So we were basically gone about an hour, and everyone ends up right back where they started)
It'd been idiotic to hope, but Jack had hoped anyway. He'd allowed himself those few moments of elation when he could no longer see the hotel behind him. He even sped up from the slow run he was going at, heat be damned...and jogged just long enough to realize the building he was closing in on was, in fact, the same one he'd left not 25 minutes before. He stopped, panting, and gave the hotel a look full of deepest hatred.
"This isn't fair." They'd tried, they'd failed. With a deep sigh, Jack kept going. It'd be better than dying of dehydration by staying here, wasn't it? Maybe one of the others had gotten lucky enough to get away.
It'd been idiotic to hope, but Jack had hoped anyway. He'd allowed himself those few moments of elation when he could no longer see the hotel behind him. He even sped up from the slow run he was going at, heat be damned...and jogged just long enough to realize the building he was closing in on was, in fact, the same one he'd left not 25 minutes before. He stopped, panting, and gave the hotel a look full of deepest hatred.
"This isn't fair." They'd tried, they'd failed. With a deep sigh, Jack kept going. It'd be better than dying of dehydration by staying here, wasn't it? Maybe one of the others had gotten lucky enough to get away.