John grabbed the duffel from under the small bed and began to pack. Not much went in, a couple pairs of pants, some vests, trousers and shirts. He grabbed his minimal toiletries and then zipped the bag close. He paused and then unzipped the bag, retrieving a thin black box. He slid that into his pocket.

All in all, he had less than what could fit in the duffel.

He looked at his slumped mate. "Lets get out of here."