[b]Kurano Tanaka[/b]

Kurano's eyes were filled with the blinding white light above him, as he used his hand for shade, he could see that there was now nothing at all within his room, but a single desk. He was on the floor, and his body seemed to be protesting in pain. [i]Am I in a panic room, or an insane asylum?[/i] he asked himself, though it seemed he had no straight-jacket on. Kurano stood up, brushing the bits of dust that had collected on his clothes. 

The door was directly in front of him, beckoning to be opened. He put his hand to it, and it raised up just as yesterday. The walls of the facility he was in came back, and he could see that he was in fact at the room he chose last night. How the bed up and disappeared was a mystery to him. Not knowing what to do, or why he was so rudely put on the floor, he pulled his watch to his face. It was about time for breakfast it seemed, and so he found one of those signs in the corridors. "Alright, uh, take me to the... Cafeteria, or dining hall, or whatever it's called." The machine whirred, and spouted out directions in it's monotonous tone. "This is what happens when robots run everything, it all becomes so, tiresome." Kurano sighed, and followed the directions it gave to him. "A right, a left, a corkscrew here, a loop de loop there," he mumbled as he walked, staring at the ground

[b]Minami Shiroka[/b]

"Oh, mister! Hey mister!" Minami's small form called out to the nicely dressed man. He seemed to be just staring at the ground, moving around and talking to himself. He raised his head, and looked at her a bit perplexed. "Don't know what to do either?" He asked Minami. "Um, well, I got a message this morning saying we needed to go to a lab or something, but..." She paused, not knowing how to admit she got lost. "Alright then, we can head there together," the man answered. Minami grabbed hold of his hand instinctually, and followed him through the halls. 

Once they headed closely to the training rooms, Minami could see some of the people they found earlier looking in through a window. "Maybe we should talk to them," she chimed, stopping the man in his tracks. "Wait, they've all got weapons. Is that what I missed?" He asked, holding his palm to the door and opening it up. "Hey, uh, sorry we're late. We both slept in and, um. Sorry," he said again, putting his hands behind him. Minami imitated him to her best ability, as they both stood and waited for their potential scolding.