"—don't try to follow them. Thank you!"
A bright light, and an unfamiliar voice from a speaker, that's what Sasha woke up to. Right away, she knew, that this isn't her home.
"Where am I?" she thought.
"God only knows." her mind replied to herself.
"It's so bright in here though."
"That's because the room is entirely white...except for that red button."
She sat up and saw that she was wearing casual clothes.
"The fact that I'm not wearing my pyjamas imply that I wasn't here by free will of my own."
"If you did come here out of your own volition, who are you again?"
"...Point. Who am I?"
"Exactly, your, or rather, our, since I'm just an imaginary voice in your head, name is Sasha Farliasas, and that's all you, or rather we, know."
"Oh, so that's what you are. Also, Raya."
"Wait, what?"
"I remember...Raya. Who's Raya?"
"Beats you...me."
"I feel like I have to know though."
"Well neither of us do...or I don't..."
Sasha turned around and found a large opening into a hallway.
"A hallway..."
"Obviously. Shall we...or I...?"
"You can treat yourself as a separate entity if you want, it's easier that way. Anyways, we shall."
Sasha rose from the floor, and walked towards to the hallway.
"Judging by what I see here, a completely clean room that leads into a hallway, I am in some sort of facility. If I am in a facility, that means the likelihood of myself being alone are, very unfortunately, slim."
"I? Myself?"
"...I see your issue now, well, I guess what we could do is refer to ourselves however we feel like at the moment."
"Alright."
She walked through the hallway until she walked into a room with two parallel walls are lined with buttons. She noticed two open passageways and a group of five people, with one armless girl walking towards the door on the right. Sasha's eyes widen at the notion of having to talk to people, something she despised.
Her mind only had this to say: "And...you are right, you are not alone. How unfortunate."
A bright light, and an unfamiliar voice from a speaker, that's what Sasha woke up to. Right away, she knew, that this isn't her home.
"Where am I?" she thought.
"God only knows." her mind replied to herself.
"It's so bright in here though."
"That's because the room is entirely white...except for that red button."
She sat up and saw that she was wearing casual clothes.
"The fact that I'm not wearing my pyjamas imply that I wasn't here by free will of my own."
"If you did come here out of your own volition, who are you again?"
"...Point. Who am I?"
"Exactly, your, or rather, our, since I'm just an imaginary voice in your head, name is Sasha Farliasas, and that's all you, or rather we, know."
"Oh, so that's what you are. Also, Raya."
"Wait, what?"
"I remember...Raya. Who's Raya?"
"Beats you...me."
"I feel like I have to know though."
"Well neither of us do...or I don't..."
Sasha turned around and found a large opening into a hallway.
"A hallway..."
"Obviously. Shall we...or I...?"
"You can treat yourself as a separate entity if you want, it's easier that way. Anyways, we shall."
Sasha rose from the floor, and walked towards to the hallway.
"Judging by what I see here, a completely clean room that leads into a hallway, I am in some sort of facility. If I am in a facility, that means the likelihood of myself being alone are, very unfortunately, slim."
"I? Myself?"
"...I see your issue now, well, I guess what we could do is refer to ourselves however we feel like at the moment."
"Alright."
She walked through the hallway until she walked into a room with two parallel walls are lined with buttons. She noticed two open passageways and a group of five people, with one armless girl walking towards the door on the right. Sasha's eyes widen at the notion of having to talk to people, something she despised.
Her mind only had this to say: "And...you are right, you are not alone. How unfortunate."
