Caroline shrugged. "They don't lie, as far as I can tell. They just ...do their jobs. Unless something's making them not remember what happened, they pretty much just say what they know. It's just that they don't know anything. Honestly, I feel sorry for them. They're trapped here just like we are."

Of course, it occurred to her that these could just be the last five from the last time that the hotel or whatever witch set it up did this. The idea that one day she could be just nameless and faceless as the guy who ran the front desk was...chilling. She'd been someone's puppet before.