The facility was off and white, pure white, it was blinding after awakening from such a jarring nightmare. Ashlyn looked down at her clothes to notice she was changed, wearing the same dreadful white, a plain shirt and shorts. Nothing too fancy. The room she was in was small, nonetheless she analyzed it. A bathroom, a small chester drawer, the bed she laid upon and a small table in-front of it..She sighed and ran a hand through her orange hair, frustrated.

She only jolted up when she heard the mechanism of the door she’d forgotten to take into consideration, coming in was some random stranger, {{user}}. She tensed, moving back as her eyes darkened and her fists clenched.

“ Who are you.. “ She growled.