[center][b]Room 16[/b][/center]

Aedin scratched the back of his head with a big frown on his face. [b]"Well gee whiz, not a prank and not a reality show that does me good. Well what in the heck is this?"[/b] He thought for a second before any response came through. [b]"Y'know what don't even bother. I probably don't want to know anyways."
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He looked at the previous texts. [b]"Says that my first job is to borrow something from someone. I'm guessing there's more jobs to come, right?"[/b] At this point he was more talking to himself than anyone else, whether there was a response to his talking or not he didn't exactly care.

He grabbed the busted box cutter and the cloth and pocketed them. Then he hid the water bottle and last can among the garbage within the room. He then broke down the box and put it under the bed for the time being he figured there might be a need for it later. He then headed out the door as he spoke to the phone in an accusative tone. [b]"So, what did you do to my arm?"[/b]

[center][b]Outside of Room 16[/b][/center]

Aedin looked up and down the hallway to see many other doors. Right across there was a room labeled Room ?? with faded text, the numbers were so far gone that he couldn't tell. As his gaze turned to the left after the door closed he saw a woman about his age. Holding a hatchet seemingly ready to strike at anything. She was only a couple steps away, so he took a few steps back with his hands -- phone in his left hand -- raised in front of him. [b]"Whoa, hey! Careful now you could take an arm with that thing."[/b] The darkness was so bad that if he hadn't been operating by the light of the cell phone he would have not seen her unless he literally ran into her.