Lila

Lila was always a very heavy sleeper, and she enjoyed her naps. However, she hasn't ever picked the floor as a good napping place, and she had a feeling she hadn't today.

She slowly opened her eyes, only to find it wasn't bright enough to be cautious. She didn't recognize anything around her to be her room, or any other room in her house. In fact, the last thing she remembers is the gallery. She shouldn't be anywhere else. She heard other people's voices and saw people moving, but she didn't immediately recognize anyone. Slowly she woke herself up enough to be able pay attention, but by then she didn't have enough context to know what was happening.

"What's going on?" She asked groggily, though it was likely too soft for anyone to hear. She slowly pushed herself off the floor, with everyone either being just as confused as she is or just as asleep as she was. She softly shook the body next to her, figuring that the best way to figure out what was going on was to have everyone talk it out.