trusthell | Welcome.

You wake with the unshakable feeling that you shouldn't be here.

Perhaps you were in the middle of something, perhaps you weren't. Either way, you're waking up in an unfamiliar location with no recollection of how you got here. The room you've woken up in is sparsely-decorated, though that might be difficult to tell at first given how nice the beds are...but eventually you'll notice a few things that are a little...off. Maybe the scent is striking you wrong - it's clean, but it's not yours. Maybe your bed back home doesn't support your back in quite this way. Maybe you should be seeing sunlight through your window by now.

Maybe you should have a window in the first place.

This isn't right, but leaving the room won't give you any more answers. You might want to grab the silver key sitting on your trunk on the way out.

Don't worry though, you aren't all alone here. Once you step outside your room into the hallway, you'll notice that a few others are emerging from their rooms as well. It looks like they're just as confused and concerned as you are. Feel free to talk to them, but none of you know how exactly you wound up here and maybe some useful information can be found by exploring.

If you follow the hallway to its end (and it's a very long hallway), you'll eventually arrive in the foyer. You'll find some very interesting information about yourselves on the wall near the clock. Perhaps even more importantly, if you look on the other side of the multi-pendulumed thing, you'll find other framed information that you might want to pay attention to. It could very well be the key to escaping this strange place, after all. Don't worry if you forget the rules, you can find them in every room of the building.

Of course, search as you might, you won't find a doorway or a window of any sort. Getting out won't be so easy, it seems.

But who knows? Perhaps your fellow captives have something to say about all of this.

Welcome to Chronos University.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

More that the smell just doesn't have anywhere to go. [Nothing like smelling an entire city's waste, day in and day out.]

[Then again, he supposed that that described Kirkwall, too.]

Pleasant subject, isn't it?

Couldn't you just burn-- oh wait, even if you burn it, the smoke's just everywhere too!

[ How awful . . . ]

Yeah. Nothing like dying of smoke inhalation while smelling something like death.

[ She shakes her head, patting him on the shoulder ]

Sounds like you lucked out then if you didn't need to experience that! Good on you.

Yeah. Instead I got to live in a smelly city, instead. [A laugh rumbled its way out of his chest.] Got to see the sky though, like you said.

Yep, yep! And those stars really can look good sometimes!

[ A beat ] Well, as long as you can see them in your city.

I can, and they do.

[He didn't spend too much time looking up, especially at night. After spending a day craning his neck at the taller people he knew, it often felt better to relax. Preferably with a drink. Inside.]

Good.

[ She nods to herself ]

Anyway, I'm going to go try and feel out to some more walls. You can come if you want.

[ Either way / thread end ]

Welcome.

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