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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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[ Viktor is checking out the laundry room, and... he's not looking too happy about the lack of a washing machine. ]

Are we supposed to wash our clothes by hand? [ He sighs dramatically. ] What is this, the middle ages?

You'd be surprised how many people still handwash their clothes! [ She's one of them. ] Laundromats and washing machines are really expensive!

Doesn't handwashing take forever? I suppose we've got plenty of time since we're probably going to be stuck here for a while, but still...

Well, it does take more labor, but I don't know if it takes longer than throwing them in the washing machine.

[ It probably does, but she's used to it by now so it's not really a problem. ]

If our captor shows up, maybe we should ask them for a washing machine?

Yeah! It'll make it a lot easier, since there's so many of us here! I don't mind hand washing myself, but at least more people can do their laundry at the same time, right?

Exactly! Of course, I'd rather ask them to let us out of here, but I feel like a washing machine is more likely to happen. [ I mean, why kidnap them in the first place if they would release everyone if asked nicely? ]

If we're going to be here for a while, I want to make our stay a little more comfortable for us.

Do you think they'd let us out if we asked nicely? [ Because clearly asking nicely is #1 solution, right. ]

That's a good point you have, though. You should definitely give it a shot and see what happens! [ She also just remembered something vital: ] Don't forget to ask for a dryer, too!

I don't think so. Why go through the hassle of kidnapping us in the first place if they would let us go that easily?

Heh, you're totally right... I guess that was just wishful thinking on my part.

I guess it's possible that they'll get Lima syndrome eventually, but somebody who's urging us to commit murder probably isn't the kind of person who would develop sympathy for us.

[ Okay, murder is definitely a problem, but there's a more pressing question here: ]

...What's Lima syndrome?

Lima syndrome's when a kidnapper starts sympathizing with their hostages. I don't know the exact story behind the term, but I think the kidnappers set their hostages free after a few hours?

...Do you think Wordsmith-san will get Lima syndrome?

I think it's unlikely, given that their rules encourage us to kill. But who knows, we haven't even met them yet.

Y-Yeah, that's true, too...

[ All this talk about murder is making her really uneasy. ]

...Do you think...someone will actually follow through with it?

[ There's a pause as he thinks his response over. ]

I'm not sure yet. Everyone's still running around trying to figure out what's going on, but once everyone's calmed down, we can start working together to find a way out that doesn't involve violence.

Ah...you're right. I guess letting things settle first would be best.

[ She smiles weakly, sadly, a little fearfully. She's hoping beyond all hope that nobody really takes up the Wordsmith on that particular rule. ]

I...just don't want anyone to get hurt.

I don't, either. But let's not start worrying about that too much.

[ He offers her one of his bright smiles, hoping that it'll make her feel a little more at ease, and changes the subject. ]

You're... Orihime, right? [ The pronunciation's a little off, but he tried. ] Did I pronounce it right? I only moved to Japan a few weeks ago, so I'm not very good with Japanese words and names yet.

[ She's grateful for that, Viktor! ]

Yup, your pronunciation's great! I can tell you're already starting to pick up on the language.[ Color her impressed! The inflections might be a little different than how it's actually pronounced, but it's not a problem! ]

Let's see... You must be... Ni-ki-fo-rov-san? Aha, sorry if I said that wrong!

[ listen with a man this pretty he's easy to remember ]

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