[h1][color=Plum][b]Kayla Kirby[/b][/color][/h1]
Kayla felt like she was going to sleep very quickly for a few seconds, but then she was suddenly rapidly being brought back into the world. Except.. she wasn’t on the reddish stone that made up the streets of the city anymore. She was sitting in a very comfortable chair, and a good third of her vision was clear again. So she didn’t have the mask on anymore, good. At least people could see her face now. Kayla looked down.

Kayla was in the dress she wore in REM sleep for some reason, and a few of the other people in the room were staring at her. Kayla’s face heated up so fast it looked like someone put a mask on, and she fervently tried to get her suit back to being the uniform everyone else was wearing. It flipped around between all of the colors in her panic, and she couldn’t remember what the number hers had had was, but eventually she settled for the red 128. Hopefully nobody noticed the multicolored blur that accompanied her changing styles. Normally in this situation, she would want to talk to as many people as possible so she could get to know them, but right now, she just hoped nobody would notice her.