Feeling Sluggish?

Our world was populated with strange creatures — some benevolent, others not so much. Normalcy laid just outside the perimeter of what had been the hotel grounds, but a band of large, levitating, fanged slugs — whose random appearances were heralded by the sound of blaring alarms — was intent on devouring us before we could escape to it. There were rules to this survival game, but we had to figure them out as we went along: Accept nothing from anyone, because the Tricksters would present unsuspecting humans with what appeared to be helpful tools that in truth were homing devices that brought the Slugs directly to you. Give away nothing, because once the Tricksters gave the Slugs something of yours — be it a pen, a single hair or even a fingerprint — they were able to find you. Also, never allow your photo to be taken — for the same reason.