[At the reception desk of the motel stands another confused newcomer, this one dressed in religious garb. He's peering around the desk and poking around where he can.]

Not here either... What sort of half-assed management is this?

[He mutters that to himself before straightening up and taking notice that he is no longer alone. Well, may as well give asking around a shot. He calls out with a pleasant front, though the edges of his tone hint at a bit of anxiety.]

Pardon me! You wouldn't happen to know where the staff of this establishment is, would you? I seem to have had my belongings confiscated and replaced with [he waves his debit card] this piece of plastic. I don't appreciate an unfair trade, especially one that I don't recall accepting in the first place.

[After ending up with no answers at the motel, the next logical course of action would be to do what the calendar suggested: head for the lodge. So that's what Will does, and he can be found around town as he makes his way there. At just about every new location he finds, his intrigue only grows.]

This is like no island I've ever set foot on...

[Just where in the skydoms is he? And where is the rest of the crew?]