You have been captured and are currently being held in your new cell, the Foundation is deciding upon your class, currently stuck between Keter and Euclid. You can hear the vast majority of DSMP members, who have been captured, talking and shouting with much confusion in their tones. Some are shouting to be let out, some are questioning any guards that pass their cells and some of the younger or more sensitive ones are crying. You are sat on the floor of your cell, watching the glass windows intently for anything to happen whilst quietly talking to yourself about the situation.