Rose stepped out of her house wondering if anyone had wandered into her trap last night. Things had been really slow lately it was like there were not that many new people that had been around lately, and it was hardly worth making things to lure people in and even the snare traps that they had to catch the runaways were starting not to pay off. Rose hated the thought that they were going to have to relocate all the traps again but that was par for the course that they had to move them it seemed like after the first week or two once they were triggered, they were almost useless. She hoped the castaways that would wind up on the island would just start coming into the welcome center again always made things so much easier for them.