Alda leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes. A few moments later she'd entered a projection, and her "ghost" wandered out through the wall into the hallway. Casually she sauntered through people's rooms, enjoying the fact that she was invisible, eavesdropping on conversations. She turned tail very quickly when she saw Derric, though, because it felt weird to just be watching someone she'd just spoken to and possibly made friends with. Time to go back, now, before things got creepy for her.

She woke quietly from the "nap" and looked at the ceiling.