It was her the one bell-boy - Bell his name was actually Bell don't let the irony of it escape you Nate - had been screaming at earlier that was her voice. She was the one who had mentioned that place.

Nate watched her, lip twitching slightly as she moved forward. She spoke, asking if he needed to sit, stating it was great he was OK. She got closer, moving toward him with a mild concern in her eyes.

When she got close his hand shot out, grabbing her arm, fingers tight as he jerked her closer, face twisting slightly. He was fine. He didn't need to sit. His head wasn't as fogged as it was earlier. He was thinking straight. There was only a buzz in his ears now.

"What," he hissed again, staring at her with a nasty mix of anger and what could only be described as concer, though who it was really for is anyone's guess, "do you know about...that place..."

The word failed to leave his mouth. He had said it once enough. Just the mention a few moments ago had dragged bloody memories kicking and screaming back to the surface. His neck hurt.