“The town’s called Seaside Heights.” Penelople smiled slightly up at the man standing in front of her. His expression read confusion just as much as her’s did. “Are you lost?” Her head tilted slightly to the left, still looking up at him.
He’s never heard that name in his life.
"What –– state, exactly?” He squints, working to retain his calm demeanor. So many lights – where all those lights coming from? – they’re too bright, he can’t focus ––
“No,” he answers quickly, but it sounds to him like he’s talking in slow motion. “I’m just…I’m really lacking a significant amount of information. I was just dropped off here.”
