[center][i][color=ADC170][h2]Ezra[/h2][/color][/i][/center]

A sharp gasp escaped Ezra's lips as she came to consciousness, her hand reaching towards her side where her pen had been jabbing into her hip. She angled it so it slid correctly into the pocket of her shorts, before her eyes began to adjust to the dark room. [i]"What the.."[/i] she whispered harshly. Trying to remember what was going on before she was here. Was she drugged? Kidnapped? She hadn't even done any drugs before her interview in fear that she might have had to done testing on the spot.

The sound of voices chattering was admittedly frightening, and the bodies that seemed lifeless surrounding her was not helping the situation. Gathering strength, Ezra hoisted herself up into a sitting position and eventually got herself standing. She adjusted her clothing, running a hand through her dyed green hair. [i]"What the hell happened?"[/i] Ezra demanded, originally not too concerned with how her tone sounded. It was then she noticed the voices were of children that she had some empathy. Her teeth sunk into her lips, before speaking again, [i]"Sorry. language. Are you guys okay?"[/i] she asked, trying to make out the situation.