Room 222 | Tuesday Afternoon

Halloween was tomorrow. As a kid, Jim hadn't ever really gotten the chance to go out trick or treating for a myriad of reasons that he rather not think about. That didn't mean that he hadn't gotten candy (he'd just stolen it) or that he hadn't tricked people (that had been the best part). He'd just never done the whole put on a mask, grab a bag and go door to door for a few hours just to get the sweets.

Stealing it was much easier.

But, showing his utter and awe inspiring growth, Jim didn't think he'd go out and steal candy tomorrow. He didn't even know if he'd really hang out on the island. He figured maybe they'd do something for the event since they seemed to love to have parties for the smallest things but he figured he could find a bigger, more adult party off island.

Decisions, decisions. Right now, he was actually getting an early start on the tricking part of things. He'd hidden a few fake insects and fake body parts around the room (mostly on Jackson's side) and even decorated the door a bit.

And now he was wondering how easy it would be to get into other people's rooms and hide stuff in them. Hmmm.

[Door & post open]