Free at last ... in a manner of speaking (OTA, tag Wanderer)

[hard2lookaway]

Will had checked himself out of the clinic. Really, he felt a lot better; he felt clearer, cleaner. His color was better, he'd been told, which didn't much matter to him. But he'd gone back to his room and showered, putting on clean clothes which had been waiting for him (the village? His roommate? He didn't know). Then he was back outside, looking around. There was, he'd been told, a shelter here. So that's where he headed, looking around (not quite meeting anyone's eyes, of course), but noting how quiet it was, how just really quiet.

(ooc: he can be found anywhere between the hotel and the shelter. )