You wake up in an early morning, feeling groggy and tired. As your eyes adjust you then notice: this isn't your room.

The blanket covering you is black and red, there's posters of athletes covering the walls, there's clothes that clearly aren't yours spilling out from the drawers and you're not even sure the shirt you're currently wearing belongs to you.

Your memory from last night is a bit fuzzy but you swear you remember a woman...named...Zora who approached you on a late afternoon. If this is her place then you're not sure where she is since you seem to be the only one in the room.