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You wake with the unshakable feeling that you shouldn't be here.

Perhaps you were in the middle of something, perhaps you weren't. Either way, you're waking up in an unfamiliar location with no recollection of how you got here. The room you've woken up in is sparsely-decorated, though that might be difficult to tell at first given how nice the beds are...but eventually you'll notice a few things that are a little...off. Maybe the scent is striking you wrong - it's clean, but it's not yours. Maybe your bed back home doesn't support your back in quite this way. Maybe you should be seeing sunlight through your window by now.

Maybe you should have a window in the first place.

This isn't right, but leaving the room won't give you any more answers. You might want to grab the silver key sitting on your trunk on the way out.

Don't worry though, you aren't all alone here. Once you step outside your room into the hallway, you'll notice that a few others are emerging from their rooms as well. It looks like they're just as confused and concerned as you are. Feel free to talk to them, but none of you know how exactly you wound up here and maybe some useful information can be found by exploring.

If you follow the hallway to its end (and it's a very long hallway), you'll eventually arrive in the foyer. You'll find some very interesting information about yourselves on the wall near the clock. Perhaps even more importantly, if you look on the other side of the multi-pendulumed thing, you'll find other framed information that you might want to pay attention to. It could very well be the key to escaping this strange place, after all. Don't worry if you forget the rules, you can find them in every room of the building.

Of course, search as you might, you won't find a doorway or a window of any sort. Getting out won't be so easy, it seems.

But who knows? Perhaps your fellow captives have something to say about all of this.

Welcome to Chronos University.

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Shouldn't you be more worried someone knows enough about you to get anything right?

[ The short vampire woman next to Watanuki says this, looking at the profiles herself, but then craning her neck and scooting rudely in front of him a little to see his face so that she can know which profile was hit better... ]

[It's not that hard to figure out who he is, he's the only person here with heterochromia.]

Things like names and ages and stuff, that's not that hard to get. All someone would have to do is look at my school record to find it. And as for the rest...okay, that's a little weird.

[He'll go ahead and step back a step or two, so she has room to look at whatever she wants. But he still has his eyes on her.]

[ Oh, yeah, speaking of that heterochromia she ignored everything he just said ]

Christ alive what's wrong with your eyes?!

[ Said the red-eyed vampire ]

[Oh great, now she's got him worried.]

I don't know! They're just my eyes. I mean, I know blue eyes are not too common in Japan, but they're perfectly normal.

The blue's not the problem here, string bean!

[ And in fact, Elda is now going to attempt to grab him by the whatever she can (with surprising strength if she manages it) and yank him towards the clock, so that he can see his reflection in the glass there (maybe, it's not the best plan) ]

[That would probably be either his arm or the sleeve of his kimono, and either way he will be yanked along pretty easily. Watanuki is tall, but he really is a string bean.]

Ack! Don't go yanking people around like that!

[Okay, clock reflection. He's got this. He squints his eyes a little as he tries to see his reflection, but it's not easy because that's clear glass, and the brown and blue are close to the same general darkness that he doesn't immediately notice the difference.]

I don't even see what you're...

[Oh wait, there it is. His right eye, it's discolored. Now he's peering closer, trying to see what's even going on.]

What in the world? Is it brown?!

Yes! Brown, hazel, some sort of thing like that!

[ She's still shouting her, and probably still tugging on his sleeve. All things considered, the whole affair is unnecessary when he's already looking at the reflection but-

If this guy didn't know that his eyes were two colors, does that mean that some people might have had some of thier body parts replaced? Or something? ]

[That is definitely a terrifying thought.]

It shouldn't be any of those colors! My eyes have always been blue!

[Excuse him he's going to run off to the bathroom to look into a mirror properly. She's welcome to get dragged along if she wants to keep holding onto his sleeve, though.]

[ Excuse you, Elda Marker is not dragged by anyone!!

... she will follow though, running after him and easily able to keep pace despite being way shorter. Guess she's just nimble ]

Both've mine are red, right?

[ She did her hair by memory, so she didn't look in the mirror yet. ]

[Even though he is panicked, Watanuki will still take a moment to look back at Elda and check her eyes for her.]

Yeah, they're red.

[He's not going to freak out over that though, because people have all sorts of eye colors.

Also, he can't really freak out when he's too busy running into a door frame. He probably should have stopped to talk, instead of walking while not looking forward.]

[ Whoops.

Well she won't say she's ungrateful for that solid the kid did her on her eyes so she won't ditch him, but she will stop and laugh a little. ]

You're not blind in the one, right?

[ #notherfault, clearly ]

No, I'm not! I...

[Actually.

Frowning, Watanuki turns slightly so he can see the clock that's now down the hall from them. He pulls down his glasses, so that he can see over them without looking through the glass itself. Then he puts them back up. Then down again, then back up. Finally, he closes the blue eye, so that he is just looking through the brown one.]

...I think I see better through it.

[WHY IS THIS A THING]

[ weird ]

Who'd put in an eye which works better?

I have no idea, but it's messing up my vision. It's better than my eye should be, so the prescription in my glasses is wrong now for it, but it's not quite good enough for me to go without glasses entirely.

[He's going to get a lot of headaches from this, he can tell.]

[ Ever helpful, the small woman supplies: ]

Well, you could wear an eyepatch or just rip one of 'em out.

What?! No, I'm not ripping my eye out!

[He's not sure why he feels so protective over this brown eye, but he does. Maybe it's fate again or something.]

Well, you don't have to! Just a suggestion!

[ WAHAHAHA.

In fact, she even laughs it off, because that was totes normal, right? ]

[THAT WAS NOT NORMAL AT ALL]

I think I like having two eyes, thanks. Even if one of them is weird.

Well, I can't say I blame ya, the eyes are sort of the best looking part for you.

[ #rude ]

...

Was that supposed to be a compliment, or an insult?

Don't worry, you'll probably grow into that height!

[ ... so probably the later ]

Sort of like how you'll grow into your age?

[Ur bein childish, Elda]

[ Oh wow, rude. That said, she smiles at that, trailing her fingers through her hair. So when are we gonna get to that mirror, boy? ]

Oh, I did that a long time ago. One of the secrets to looking as young as I do is keeping a positive spirit.

Welcome.

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