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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.

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I think the kidnapping is slightly more heartless.

[He has just met you and already he thinks your priorities are terrible.

Then again, Seraphina would probably agree. But her priorities are also terrible.]

That goes without saying. It's one thing to brazenly take people without asking, but it's another entirely to--

[She was turning around as she said that, wanting to at least see the person who said that and...

...

Oh. Kay. She's staring at those horns with a bit of intrigue.]

...be so crass alongside it. [Ehem. No use in being impolite about it. Lusamine uses her hand to gesture to his head.] I didn't think they'd resort to childish pranks, either. Halloween was weeks ago, wasn't it?

[He's so tired of this. So, so tired. It's only the first day.]

They're real horns and I'm a demon.

And just what is a demon?

[...You know. There's a bit of a smile growing on her face, the more she thinks about it--she has no idea what demons are, but...]

Oh, never mind that--do you come from another world, then?

I do, actually. My world doesn't naturally have any humans on it.

[...well now. Lusamine's expression is one of interest now, at least.]

Oh, I didn't realize...

[...well, she's fixing her demeanor rather quickly, shaking her head.]

I apologize, sincerely. I have been insensitive toward you when it was undue...I simply did not know that a being like you could exist in this world at all. To think that I must be adding to your stress of being so far from home...

[...that was a very quick turnaround and he's slightly concerned, but if she wants to be nice to him, that should be a good thing...]

Uh - well, I'm sure all of us are stressed over having appeared somewhere strange, not just me.

No, you looked so put off when I brought them up--I must have offended in some manner.

[Lusamine shakes her head quickly, however. There are more important things to focus on.]

You are not wrong, however. These circumstances would bring anyone to a boiling point...

I hope no one is panicked enough to think of acting on some of these rules.

[...or at least, he hopes it takes a while.]

It's hard to say. Some of the people around here don't seem like they will react well to being stuck here.

[Really, some of these faces just look like they'd be willing to pick a fight at the drop of a hat.]

Our group seems to be made up of all types - it makes me wonder what the common thread for us is.

[Were they chosen, selected randomly, or something in between?]

...I don't want to think about what I could have in common with some of these people. Their profiles aren't doing a good job of making them look of sound mind.

[Seriously, who let's a king who likes war and an army guy who likes chemistry anywhere near the rest of these halfway adjusted people.

It's obscene.]

I wouldn't expect them to paint a flattering or accurate picture of us, considering who likely wrote them.

[Don't go to kidnappers for your personal ads, in other words.]

Perhaps they are simply biased toward some of us, and less so toward others...

[Other than the abject rudeness, everything seems pretty good on hers. She's happy for that much.]

Though I must admit, I don't see what there is to dislike about horoscopes.

Actually? I don't either. Most of them are fake, but it isn't as if I take time out of my day to think about them. They rarely even cross my mind.

[It's not technically incorrect, but it's weird to single it out.]

How unprofessional. It seems like these were picked out of a hat, rather than attributed to the right person...

[Of course, she isn't surprised really.]

So you don't take any stock in them, hm? They do seem rather faulty, but I always find myself reading them and keeping an eye on the week in question...

Almost none of them are written by people with actual divination abilities. They're meant to sound good.

Oh, is that so?

[...That kind of stinks.]

That is quite a shame. I had always put just a little bit of stock into them, but I suppose it is simply a suggestion of what may come. Rather than a true prediction.

I suppose they might still be of some use? You'll rarely make things worse by being more careful in certain areas. It's like having your fortune read - very little actual divination involved, but it doesn't hurt.

All it will do is make you a touch more careful. It's a shame we likely don't have them here, even if they are fakes...

[...Lusamine puts a tiny bit of stock in it, at the very least.]

They usually come in magazines, after all. It could tell us some more about this place.

I haven't spotted any magazines in the library - mostly novels that aren't of much use.

It's hard to tell just from the novel itself how much of it the author considers to be 'fantasy' and how much is realistic.

[There could be all kinds of magical creatures in this place, or this could be somewhere on the human world, or possibly both.]

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