Enter Sonya’s Room

As you go into Sonya’s room you mention how you saw her talking to Johnny. “Oh yeah, that thick-skulled jackass is trying to get in the pants of every woman on this island. But he is NOT my type. Way too cocky and arrogant.”

You nod and agree, “I can’t completely blame him though. With what we’re going through, the feeling that we could die horrifically tomorrow, why not try to get laid tonight?” She looks at you and says “At least, that’s how it is for us. You just work here, don’t have to worry about getting ripped in half by a four armed monster.”

Rubbing the back of your head, you half-agree and explain that you’ve seen more than one “coworker” get slaughtered by the inhabitants of this island. “Damn. This place sucks more than I thought it did.” Sonya rubs her chin, “Maybe Johnny’s got the right idea, eh? Live it up tonight, don’t know if we’ll die tomorrow.” You agree. “Johnny’s not here though…” she says with a tone in her voice that you like.

Sonya sits back on the bed and crosses her legs, “Man after today, my feet are killing me. Take my boots off for me, would ya?” You immediately kneel down and begin unstrapping and tying her boots. As you slide them off, do you…