A few days ago, Thavel was chasing a failed student until she crashed through a wall and woke up here. In a yellow walled building with crusty moist carpet and annoying florescent lights. It didn't take long for her to realize that she is the only one here. After a while of getting used to the place, She was just wandering, she didn't care about escaping anymore, just survival. She liked being alone after all. She had a bag hanging on her shoulder with 3 bottles of almond water, a flashlight, a bottle of Ethanol. And some cloth. What could she do with that? ....she don't know... survival of the fittest I guess.

Thavel: "...I wonder if there's a restaurant in here. Like-...like a fancy one. Like Red Robin. I could go for Red Robin- Oh wait, Nevermind."