Welcome.

[trustfellows]

Rise and shine. There are a few things that matter right now - the fact that you're waking up in an unfamiliar but decently comfortable bed, the fact that you don't recognize the room you're in, the fact that you seem to have some sort of headache... Nothing severe, mind. Just the sort of odd, heavy fuzziness that comes with having slept far too long. You don't really remember where you were immediately before this, not upon waking. Something will come to you eventually if you think long enough, however - a couple of seconds of consideration will bring to mind a place, a memory, a recollection of where you were and what you were doing. It probably wasn't anything that would result in you being here, though. Welcome to Graceside Preparatory Academy. You may want to pick up the key to your room before you leave the room, but don't worry too much - your door won't lock automatically, so you won't be locked out if you've forgotten to pick it up. It seems you're not alone, either; the hallway outside your room is most likely full of other confused people by now, and should you turn around to look at the door of the room you just left, you'll find a nameplate with your name printed on it. There's a single word underneath it with no explanation. This is your title, but don't worry about that right now. Depending on when you left your room there may be a clock chiming in the foyer up ahead. It seems like it's seven, though it's difficult to tell if it's seven in the morning or seven at night. There aren't any windows, after all. Should you venture into the room with the clock, you'll find that the only exit is closed - there's absolutely no way to break down that steel bulkhead. It looks like you're not getting out of here anytime soon. The foyer also holds some very interesting information. There's a bulletin board with thirty-five pictures on it. Beside each picture is some very specific and very familiar information. Feel free to examine it. The bulletin board is large enough for plenty of you to gather around and gawk. Don't try to get at it though, that glass in front of it is very thick. If you try to break it, you'll find out the hard way that it's shatterproof. Sorry about that. Perhaps even more of a concern than the glass is the list beside the profiles. It looks like a set of rules. You might want to examine those, though they're not providing much of an explanation for why you're here or how you got here. So relax and get to know your fellow Participants. You might be stuck here for awhile.

Comments

[firstaid]

I honestly don't either, but I wouldn't have been surprised if I fell asleep and didn't recall it.

[blackmass]

That's slightly less likely for me, as far as I am aware.

[firstaid]

[She tilts her head a bit and looks to the side in thought.]

Is it? I suppose that possibility that we don't recall falling sleep isn't valid, then.

[She doesn't want to jump to conclusions like they've been kidnapped yet.]

[blackmass]

It's improbable, at the very minimum.

[firstaid]

Then what do you happened that we awoke here?

[blackmass]

Well, what do you call it when someone is brought to an unfamiliar place presumably against their will and with no memory of having traveled?

[firstaid]

Well, that would be considered a kidnapping, correct?

[blackmass]

Precisely--and at the moment, with the limited things we know, that is my only guess as to what must have transpired.

[firstaid]

I suppose there's no reason to argue with that logic. At the moment I would have to agree with you, then.

[blackmass]

That said, I have no guess as to the method or the reasoning. It seems an unnecessary amount of trouble to go to, for all of this.

[firstaid]

It really does seem unnecessary. Though for the time being, it appears we're being treated well. [You just got out of your room, Estelle.] At least having a furnished place to sleep is nice.

[blackmass]

The lack of strict confinement is, I must admit, hardly typical of one's idea of a kidnapping.

[firstaid]

It really is. In books, usually people who are kidnapped are always forced to be next to their kidnapper or are imprisoned to a bare room with little food and water and probably just some hay to sleep in.

[blackmass]

It does lead one to wonder where their resources come from and why such care was taken in the effort, doesn't it?