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0. a warm welcome

why am i here?

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[ Welcome, girls. ]



You were met by the cackling of the PA system, followed by a distorted voice.



Squeezing your eyes shut, you felt like you were still in a daze, still in a horrid dream--but you felt dizzy, nauseous, and tired. It was a strange feeling, like you were deprived of sleep, but at the same time, you couldn't wake up.



You lie back for a while, attempting to catch some sense in yourself, not knowing where you laid down, why you were lying down in the first place, what exactly you were doing to grant you such a headache and--



Eyes wide, you immediately shot up from the cold, metal ground.



Cold, metal ground... this doesn't seem right.



Your heart was pounding out of your ribcage. Where exactly were you?



You looked around, but there was hardly any light. At all.



You stood up, your bare feet embracing the numbing coldness of the hard ground. Your eyes could barely see, but you felt trapped, every cell in you told you you were trapped.



And trapped... in a metal room?



Not particularly a good sign of safety, and it didn't sit well in your stomach at all.



You began to scream, ramming yourself into the wall, feeling up the walls for anything--a door, a lock, a closed window, anything--but all you found was a screen.



That, unfortunately, didn't turn on.



You let out a frustrated groan, sitting back down, your shoulders aching and your throat sore.

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