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The last thing you remember hearing is static.

There were words in there, perhaps, quiet whispers like the rustling of leaves, like the crinkling of paper, like rust being scraped off a knife. The words aren't anything you'll remember, but they're there, and there are a lot of them washing over you, and it might be concerning if it weren't so warm where you're lying.

You wake feeling disoriented, like you've been asleep for a long time.

Of course, it's probably odd that you're waking up just now - perhaps you were in the middle of something important, perhaps you were waiting for something, or maybe you were just going about your day, but even before the whispering came you can clearly remember doing something back home. Can't you? Something else. Something that wasn't looking around the room you've found yourself in.

It's not your room, either. Not the one you're used to.

The room here is grey and white and tile; even if the bed is nice (and the bed is nice, it feels like it's been designed to cater just to you, maybe if you keep your eyes closed you can pretend it's a favor), the room itself is spartan and oppressing. The walls are cracked and the floors are in disrepair, but despite that there's not enough noise - it's silent, the quietness of it pressing in on you, and even if you can't see any cameras you get the distinct feeling that for good or ill, someone is watching over you as you get up.

That might be enough to make you move, to make you not want to stay there. But even if you stick around for a while to look around in there, the walls hold firm despite their decrepit state and the pervasive silence isn't going away - if anyone's in the rooms near you, you can't hear them. If you want answers, you're going to have to leave. Be sure you grab the key sitting on your desk on the way out.

Once you step out of the room into the hallway you'll most likely find yourself face-to-face with other confused people who feel as though they don't belong here either. Maybe you'll find something if you explore together; maybe it's safer in numbers.

Wherever you end up going - and there are several places to go - you might want to check the large room toward the center of the communal area of the building. A subdivided foyer is here; at first glance, it even seems to offer you a look at the outside. Of course, once you've gotten over that particular disappointment, you might want to check out the walls, where you'll find some very interesting information about yourselves hanging on the walls. There's some other framed information that you'll most likely want to get a look at as well, seeing as how it could be the key to escaping this place.

Although, speaking of keys... Despite your best efforts, you won't find any doors. The windows you find here and there are far more durable than they should be as well, and any attempts to break out won't work. It seems you're stuck here for the time being.

Maybe your fellow captives have some thoughts on all of this.

Welcome to Beacon General Hospital.

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If it's okay... It might be nice if we went together. This place is a little bit creepy, don't you think?

[Rin laugh-winces, turning back to look at the rest of the board. She should finish glancing at the rest of these profiles before they go, at least.]

Yeah, it's a place you wouldn't want to be caught alone in at night, that's for sure.

[The buddy system it is, then!]

[She notices the glance and lets her eyes drift that way as well, scanning over a few pieces of information.]

Whenever you're ready to go, I'll be ready, too!

Mmm. I have just a few left of these to look at so it shouldn't—

[Rin's easy-going inflection, and indeed the conversation itself freezes abruptly as Rin regards a certain profile. She stiffens, breath catching just slightly.

Oh.]

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...Actually. Rose.

[She sounds composed. Still pleasant, even, but as matter-of-fact as she was when the conversation initially started. Rin slides her eyes away from the board to regard her companion with an expression she hopes is fine. Gives her a little smile.]

Would you mind giving me fifteen minutes? I saw a giant clock in the foyer; I would be happy to meet you there.

[She notices the pause, and glances away from the posters to look back towards Rin with a look of growing concern despite the composure in the other girl's voice.]

Of course I don't mind! Not at all, but... It's okay if you don't want to talk about it, but are you okay, Rin?

Oh, did I make a strange face just now? [Rin smiles.] I'm fine, I was just taken by surprise.

I wasn't expecting to see on this list the face of someone I know. If she's here, I'd like to find her before continuing.

[Her head turns back towards the profiles in surprise, giving a small smile.]

There's someone you know here? That's - well, I guess it would be weird to say it's a relief given the situation, but... It's good to have someone you know, right?

Would you be happy if someone you knew was here? That's kind of selfish.

[A self conscious laugh creeps up, and she runs a hand through her hair.]

Y-Yeah, I guess it is... Sorry. Never mind.

Anyways, I'll wait for you, okay?

[Rin tilts her head, not brushing off the apology nor refuting it. It is what it is, isn't it?]

Well, that's human, so I wouldn't worry about it.

[She pats Rose briefly on the shoulder as she steps away, glancing back at her.]

Thanks. I'll meet back up with you soon.

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