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[While it took a moment for Viktoria to register that this was not in fact the house she normally resided in, she did not panic. Nor did she when she set the bouquet of dying cut roses aside and got a good, hard look at her... unusual clothing. She slid off of bed and took in her surroundings- 'extravagant' came to mind. So did 'tacky'. From the lavishness of it all, she took this to be some kind of nobleman's home, or something akin to it. It certainly was unashamedly excessive enough. Of course, being that this is Mayfield, she was quick to assume this was another game the town was playing. Upon trying the only door and finding it to be locked tight, she found her assumption was correct.
Now that she had that sorted out, the next step was finding a way to get out of the game she was expected to play, preferably without losing another body part in the process. Perhaps the other figure in the room could be of help.]
Will you lie there all day or will you assist me in getting the door open?
Now that she had that sorted out, the next step was finding a way to get out of the game she was expected to play, preferably without losing another body part in the process. Perhaps the other figure in the room could be of help.]
Will you lie there all day or will you assist me in getting the door open?
