No. No! You KNOW who's in there!

[not_tomorrow]

[Up in the North Wing, there's a pounding on one of the doors. Someone or something wants out. But what's worse is the crying. The sounds of a woman, frightened to the point of tears, pounding on the door, hoping someone will let her out.]

P-please... [She sobs.] Please, Harry, open the door.

[The sobs continue for a while longer, alongside the desperate pounding on the door.]




Please don't leave me alone. Please!




Somebody?



[The weeping begins again.]

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[guardianoflight]

[Hoooly shit this is bad. Grasping the woman's hand, feeling the slickness of that blood and the chill of her skin, she focuses-

Chattur'gha Narokath Santak

-and tries her best to regenerate some of the woman's health. Maybe it'd do... something? The spell usually only works on her, but since the woman's so close, it might have some effect on her too.]

Calm down! I'll get you to the nurse, okay?

[not_tomorrow]

[Her spell doesn't seem to be working. The nurse staggers again, looking up at Alex in horror. She tries to say something, but nothing comes out besides a frightened sob and more blood. Jerkily, Lisa drops to her knees, then face down onto the floor, not moving.]

[guardianoflight]

... [Alex stumbles back against the wall, staring. Did the woman just die? Was she even real at all? It's a moment before she can steel herself to sink down beside the woman, reaching out to check her pulse.]

It's screw-with-Alex's-mind o'clock again! :D

[not_tomorrow]

[Her pulse is certainly quite strong for an apparently dead woman. She stirs again, slowly raising her head. There's not a drop of blood on her. The only evidence that she had even been bleeding out was the smudge of red on Alex's wrist. She blinks up in confusion.]

W-where am I? This isn't the hospital? Where's Harry?

Always a fun time~!

[guardianoflight]

[With a gasp, she jerks away, staring at the woman as if she's seen a ghost. Where did all the blood go? She couldn't have been imagining it... it was still on her wrist!

Rubbing at her wrist to try to get it off, she manages to force out a response.]

I don't know any Harry... but you're at some kind of pocket dimension. Where are you from?

[not_tomorrow]

Um, I'm from Silent Hill. I was in the hospital where I worked, Alchemilla, last.

[She scrambles to her feet, dusting off her clean scrub dress and straightening her hair. With a small, slightly confused smile, she blinks at Alex.]

I'm Lisa Garland. Are you okay?

[guardianoflight]

...you're messing with my head, aren't you?

[Alex sighs, stepping back. Maybe she should replenish her sanity once this woman's not around to be spooked by demonic voices.]

Alexandra Roivas. Just... call me Alex.

[not_tomorrow]

[Lisa seems genuinely bewildered by all of this.]

What do you mean, Alex?

[guardianoflight]

You were locked up in that room there, crying for help, and when I got you out, you just kept pleading for help and then passed out on the ground. And you ask if I'm okay?

[Alex isn't any less confused. Maybe she should cut back on the late nights...]

[not_tomorrow]

I passed out? Oh. [Lisa looks away, a little embarrassed. She really needed to quit the PTV if it was making her so unstable she just randomly passed out. What if she messed up at the hospital next?!]

Sorry. I, um, sometimes have fainting spells. I have a history of iron-deficiency anemia, so maybe that's it. I'll be fine once I get some rest and maybe some water. [She explains all of this in a hurry, hoping Alex can't see through the lies.]

Thanks for letting me out. I was waiting for someone, and I got trapped. I'm not sure how.

[guardianoflight]

There's a nurse just down the hall, if you need medical treatment. But if all you need is water, I can take you to the common room or the fountain.

[She's suspicious, but there's no point pressing the issue just yet. The woman would likely clam up if she went at the questioning too hard.]

[not_tomorrow]

I think I just need some water. I really am fine. [She gives Alex a tiny, awkward smile in an attempt to reassure her. What sort of nurse would I be if I couldn't take care of myself?

[guardianoflight]

A normal one. Even a nurse needs care sometimes, you know? But I guess it's good that you're dedicated.

Come on, I'll show you the common room. You'll be able to sit down and drink water or coffee or whatever you need.

[not_tomorrow]

Thanks, either sounds really good right now.

[She begins to follow Alex, looking around.]

What is this place? It looks like a school.

[guardianoflight]

That's because it is... though it's one that seems to be disused in regards to its original function. There's no signs, so we don't know the name, but I've heard people refer to it as just 'Campus'. All we really know is that it's old, it's on an island, and there's an annoying voice that occasionally chimes in over an intercom and talks as if the school is still functional.

The only staff members are the nurse and the lunch lady, so there's no clue what we're even here for. Got any enemies that wanted rid of you?

[not_tomorrow]

E-enemies? No, I don't think so. [She had been angry with Dr. Kaufmann about something. They had been fighting, but he wouldn't have done something like this. He couldn't have done something like this.]

I'm just a nurse in a sleepy little town. The only big that's happened there is that production of the Tempest! Why would anyone go through the trouble of trapping me here?