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You last remember feeling safe.

You don't know what caused that response, now that you think about it; you can't remember what you were doing before the warm, comfortable feeling came over you, a sensation somewhere between relief and the light contentment that comes with the knowledge that you're safe enough to sleep and god, are you ready to. It feels like you may have been sleeping for a while before this, even; your limbs are heavy in the memory, and you recall how difficult it was to open your eyes.

Turning your head is likewise difficult, it feels kind of like it's full of sand. Weighted-down by sleep. It's so much easier to remain still, and so you do, and before you haze out again you can vaguely hear a voice.

It's no one you recognize, and it sounds strange and vaguely distorted as you start to drift off again.

"Everything'll be fine."

There isn't an answer that you can hear; the voice speaks once more.

"...you ready?"

You don't remember what you wanted to say to that. Always, maybe. Or Ready for what? Or perhaps What's happened to me?

But none of it matters, because consciousness slips away from you too quickly for you to respond.

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You wake up some time later; the comfortable, safe feeling from earlier certainly isn't dampened any by the bed you wake up in. Whether you like it soft as a cloud or firm enough to support the most finicky of spines, the bed you're in is nice, and it's pretty much exactly what you've been looking for in a mattress.

Shame the rest of the room is probably going to be a bit jarring when you wake up properly.

The room you're in is completely unfamiliar, all concrete and steel and almost nothing that makes it yours - but there's a trunk near the bed and there's what looks like a smartphone sitting on the trunk, and you might want to grab that before you leave the room. Trying to text or call out won't do anything for the time being, unfortunately, but it's something. A lifeline, maybe.

If you're looking to see if anyone is here with you, maybe you can find someone as you wander through the main corridor; after all, there are a few places to explore here, even if the bulk of the place is pretty much a straight shot down the center. If you're looking to gather, the dining hall is probably the best place for it, as it's large enough to accommodate all of you.

Wherever you choose to go, however, there are a set of rules posted in every room; the far wall of the dining hall, across from the entrances, also has a bulletin board with twenty-seven pictures, along with some...interesting information, posted on it. The board is large enough for all of you to look at it, but you might not want to try to get at anything posted there; just like the rules, there's glass in front of it, and it's looking to be extremely shatterproof.

Sorry about that.

There's one more thing you'll notice on your wanderings through the corridor – there are no windows, and there are no doors that can possibly lead outside.

Looks like you're trapped. Might as well get to know those that are here with you.

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[ She's having a perfectly pleasant time, all things considered, surrounded by the books. Honestly, they haven't revealed much, but it's still a comfort to be here.

Too bad a book sails over her shoulder, startling her. Aqua turns to face the culprit, and she almost looks offended. ]

Excuse me. [ It's said sternly. ] If you keep throwing those books, you might hurt someone.

[Zagi looks up at Aqua for a moment, then looks down at the book in hand. He considers for a moment before sighing and dropping said book. But hey, he didn't throw it!]

Yeah, yeah, alright, princess. I'll be more careful. I'll place them carefully on the ground and try not to hurt anyone.

[can you not be an asshole for five seconds, zagi]

[ excuse you. ]

At the moment, it's best to avoid confrontations. [ saying that to zagi, of all people? amazing ]

Yep. That's why I dropped the book instead of throwing it at your head.

[oh my god you absolute disaster]

[ wow, Okay ]

Throwing books won't solve any problems. Reading them more thoroughly, though, might.

Yeah, yeah, alright mom, I'll play nice with the other kids.

[DRAMATIC EYE ROLLING]

Besides, I'm looking for something specific, not a bunch of stupid novels.

[ SHE'S JUST GONNA IGNORE THAT COMMENT. RUDE. ]

I haven't been able to find anything that's not fiction.

Yeah. That's why it's a problem.

[POINTED GLARE AT THE BOOKSHELF.]

Maybe if the person who captured us showed up I could just ask them.

[And he's pretty sore about being captured too. How the hell did that even happen???]

I'm not sure they'd be willing to show themselves so soon after bringing us here.

[ ... But she hopes they do, honestly. ]

It'd be nice if they would. But they probably figure they'll get punched in the face, which is a pretty good thing to be concerned about.

[He's a little mad.]

It may be that they're waiting for us to calm down, but I'm not sure how successful that will be.

[ Even if they've been provided with rooms, food, drinks... it doesn't change the fact that they're still prisoners. ]

...Oh. That's actually a good point. I guess they think maybe we'll settle down if we're stuck here for a few days.

[Which might not work on most people, but it would actually work really well on Zagi. Assuming their captors don't leave them for too long, that is.]

Maybe so. But I can't imagine anyone can relax in a situation like this.

"Calm down" might be a better way to word it. True, no one's gonna relax here, but we'll settle a bit and then they'll make themselves known. That'd make the most sense.

You're right. It seems like, for the time being at least, no one is trying anything rash... though that might be due more to confusion than anything.

Yeah. We've got a lot to take in here.

...Well, the being captured by some unknown person part. There's not really much to do here.

Other than the library, have you found anything else? As far as I can tell, there aren't too many places to go.

Library, kitchen... some room with some kind of machine in it... There's really not much here at all.

No, but I feel like there's more we can't reach. Why else would there be an elevator here?

True. So there's gotta be other floors... I wonder what's on 'em. Though I guess none of that matters as long as there's an exit.

I'm more curious about how we're supposed to access them. There seem to be no stairs.

Well that's dumb. What do you do if the elevator breaks?

It seems like a major oversight, it's true. I wonder if there's anyone we can take it up with.

I kiiiinda doubt our captors are going to be interested in listening to our opinions, but hey, might as well.

It's always worth a try, isn't it?

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