The further she and Eric walked, the more confused she became. After a while, Delaney thought she was starting to go delirious from lack of sleep and the never ending halls. Why was it so hard to find a bedroom? Eric said the bedroom had to be somewhere, and Delaney didn't say anything. She knew he was right, but it didn't look like they were going to find one anytime soon. He reached out for her hand and she hesitated for a second. Eric is a friend. Eric is nice. Eric is good. Calm down, it's nothing. It's nothing. She looked at his hand and slowly stretched her hand to his. Such an innocent act contaminated by a monster. She loosely interlocked her fingers with his and continued walking down the halls.
The time kept passing and Delaney could feel her eyelids starting to droop and her feet starting to drag lightly against the floor. She stopped and turned to the nearest door. "Might as well start trying every door." She opened the door and looked in. Nothing. She moved to the next door and looked in. Still nothing. She kept repeating this pattern until she opened a door a little further down the hall, and found a large quilted bed. She turned to Eric. "Well, I found one." A small smile crept onto her face. She was beyond tired.
Ophelia rejoined Nathan and he held her hand when she grabbed his. "Can you sleep with me tonight?" Nathan smiled softly at her. There was no way she meant an act other than actually sleeping. Not after everything that happened today. There was no way she would be up to something like that right now. "Are you sure you don't want to be alone?" It could do her well to get some time to herself, but him staying with her could make a difference. Nathan didn't want to Ophelia to be alone; he wanted to comfort her.
They left the ballroom and started to wander the halls. They found a bedroom not too long after they had set out on their quest for one. It was the first door Nathan tried. He raised an eyebrow and looked at his girlfriend. He turned and ran a free hand across her cheek. "If that's what you want, I can stay with you tonight. You deserve a good night's sleep, and if it included me next to you, then I will gladly join you."
Willow carried Lucas, passed out, in her arms. He breathed quietly into her neck and Willow nodded at Eva's remark. "No kidding. I didn't think it got more confusing than malls, and those come with maps. Little did I know how wrong I was." This was the last thing she wanted. Walking around a mysterious mansion looking for a bedroom for her son and herself to rest for the night with no idea where she should even be looking. She continued walking around with Eva and she came to a corner door. She tried the knob. It was locked. She rolled her eyes and walked to the door across from the one she just tried. It slowly creaked open and Willow looked at Eva. "By all means." Eva could go first. Willow waited for her friend to enter and check out the room first. Maybe she could get a room next to her or in the same hall. Willow wondered if she would find a room with a bed for her and her son. That would be convenient but extremely odd, if not somewhat creepy.