the last thing I saw of Dr.Ratio was his cozy clean office and then...

!?

A worn, slightly damp hallway with a faint smell of cheap alcohol and cigarettes. The faint hum of a few fans running through the rooms as students try to survive the summer. The faint noise of classical and indie rock echoing off the worn walls as each room seems to be listening to something different. The muffled screams of a girl trying to focus on her studies and drown out the noise coming from next door...

"Where am I?"