Alex just rolled her eyes at the question, and she shook her head. "Nope. Not afraid of the dark. But abandoned plague islands with mental hospitals and burnt bones that keep washing up? Yeah, that sounds like a great place to visit when it's dark. So of course that's when you'd want to be there, Richard." The look that she gave him telegraphed her thoughts easily, and Alex didn't even try to hide the 'of course that's what you'd do' look. And someone was going to be just a little more than furious when she found out that they were going to be spending the night on a place that was only accessible by boat.

If it wasn't demons it was fucking mental hospitals and just once she'd like the thing to be haunted to be a spa. Or a theatre, or at this point a halfway decent restaurant that would feed them before they started in the ghost hunting stuff. If nothing else, it'd be a welcome change of pace. Looking down at her outfit, Alex frowned a bit before she asked: "do I need to change?" She probably didn't, but if she was going to need to be in hiking boots rather than the flats she was wearing, she'd rather know it now before they were stuck on an island that people who were smarter than they were wouldn't set foot on.