Now well and truly lost within the corridors of the prison, Aoi had about as much chance of finding her way back to the office she'd awoken in as she had of finding an exit. She'd run past the cafeteria's doors twice, not once so much as glancing in, and had come to the conclusion that the prison was, in fact, a labyrinth. Back home she'd found herself in many such places, as post-apocalyptic office buildings weren't very easy to navigate.

As she prepared to execute her tried and tested method of escape - cutting through walls until she was freed - there came a clanging from down the hallway. She hefted her God Arc into position for a clean swing, then began to approach the source of the noise cautiously.

Before she'd made it halfway down the hall, the door from which the sound emanated crashed open, unceremoniously releasing a teen from within. As the boy flailed around for balance, Aoi confirmed that he was, in fact, human. He smelled human enough, though he was quite a bit greasier than any she'd smelled before. He looked a bit different from the humans she'd seen as well, but as he was the right size and general shape, she was convinced he was human.

Aoi lowered her God Arc and finally approached the boy openly. "So, uh, any idea where we are?"
[@Rick Sanchez]