With more annoyance than anything, John gives a final statement to the dark cold ocean blow. One big loud middle finger before he stuffs his hands into his coat pockets and heads back inside.

Down, down, down he goes to the base of the lighthouse and to the living area once more.

He scrounges around until he finds some paper and pen. The first sheet is a rough sketch of what he's seen. Stick with a light on it, squiggly lines for the ocean, some trees for the forest, and a house for the town. Pleased with his elementary level drawing, he folds it and puts it in his coat. Then, he grabs another piece of paper. Part of this is a bit of a test, and the other part is just because he's annoyed at the situation.

This town is a bunch of bollocks.

Then he draws a bit of a love letter at the bottom of the note and then slams it down on the middle of the table in the living area. He makes sure that it is secured down by a wait. Just a little bit of John Constantine for Mathias to keep.

Then, he makes his way to the entrance. He turns back, looking over the room one more time to see if anything might seem out of place. Something he may have not noticed before.