Olivia's head perked up like a dog and looked somewhere upward as the intercom came on, listening to what the people behind it had to say. As they finished she gave a slight tilt to her head, "Well if that's the case then this is a really creative game..." she muttered to herself. 

Olivia then watched one of the blurry figures hurry off. They needed water from what she overheard. Olivia then slowly stood up from the floor; she put her hand on her head halfway through her black hair while still keeping her hair out of her face with the same hand before her foot stumbled a little forward as she got up. Not only was her vision fuzzy, but her mind was as well. She even just noticed that she was tense. Just what the heck exactly is going on?