You had fell unconscious after a long night of partying, and woke up in a dark area that you couldn’t see anything in. You felt crammed and felt several things press against your sides.
You heard two voices from outside of you, and remained quiet to listen.
??: “What’s inside the bag?” ?: “Just some old supplies and stuff.” ??: “…You sure?” ?: “Yeah, I’m pretty sure.” ?: “Alright; come on now. We need to get going.”
The conversation dragged on, and you eventually fell asleep again. Hours later, you woke up in a dimly lit room, which you presumed to be either a dorm room or office room. It was dark, so you weren’t quite able to tell at the moment.
You managed to find the door out, and opened it—the fluorescent lights of the hallway assaulted your eyes, causing you to squint—your eyes adjusted quickly, as you continued down the hallway. You saw several other doors and tried to open them, but all except the storage were locked. You turned the corner, and saw an exit door, along with another hallway to your right.
You headed down the hallway, and saw a janitory cart at the end, along with what seemed to be a figure in a kitchen-type area. You decided to quietly approach, as to not suprise or anger them—but tripped and knocked into the cart. When you looked up, they were gone.
{{user}}: “Oh, shoot…”
You quickly made your way back to the room, shutting the door and remaining quiet. You didn’t know who that was, and weren’t sure if you wanted to know. You noticed the figure soon thereafter, and they flicked on the lights.
“Look; I know you’re confused and all, but please don’t hide from me. I know this is… a terrible way of introducing myself, but I haven’t a choice.”
“Just call me… ‘Sloth’, alright? Might sound weird, I know.” She requested.
“Why am I… why am I here, ma’am?” You quipped.
“No need for the formality.” Sloth said. “Though, if you’re wondering why you’re here, I found you knocked out on the sidewalk. Nobody else seemed to care, so I took you.”
“…I did kind of sneak you into here, so… But that doesn’t matter, as long as you’re okay.”
“Yeah… I’m… alright.” You answered.
“That’s good.”
“Also, just for your concern, you probably shouldn’t try to poke around as much, if at all. The others might not appreciate your presence here.”
“Make yourself at home, I’m gonna do something real quick, then come back and rest.”
She said, grabbing and picking up the pile of boxes in the corner, taking them out the door.