[center][colour=SkyBlue][h1]Mayuri Nakasone[/h1][/colour][/center]

[center][colour=SkyBlue]Room Seven - Mayuri's Room[/colour][/center]

Why was she here? What possible, concievable reason could anyone have for kidnapping such a small, innocent girl such as herself? What the hell was the point of this?! She was scared, confused, utterly frozen in place and without a single idea of where she was or what was going on, let alone what would happen.

Why couldn't Mayuri just wake up from this nightmare..? Her body still gently shook with anxiety, and along with it so did the sheets that surrounded her form, obscuring her identity from the surroundings. The sounds from outside were becoming more panicked... There was Russian mixed in there two, that she could identify. What it meant was beyond her, though. Perhaps it was best not to wonder for too long?

Tears still dropped from her sodden eyes, falling onto her legs and the bed, now that she had forgone the task to wipe them away before they fell. At least her hair wasn't getting in the way. Her skirt was getting pretty wet, though... How much was she crying? There weren't any sobs, though, no wails or murmurs. It was silent crying. Silent despair.

But despair couldn't last long in youth. For some reason, she couldn't stay covered, crying, under those sheets much longer. She pulled herself together, if rather haphazardly, recollected her feelings and climbed out from the bed from which she slept. Someone wasn't going to wipe away her tears for her. It was only fortunate that they had stopped flowing.  

It took a little to reacquaint herself with walking on wobbly legs, but Mayuri soon found herself staring into the mirror of the bathroom. She looked a mess... Her hair was stuck up in places, her face sticky with tears, and her eyes bloodshot. Already, the place had worked its despair into the girl, and it was working its malevolence all too quickly.

Her gaze swept around the room away from her dishevelled form for a towel, or something, and quickly found what she was looking for. A small wash cloth, enough to cover her face in its entirety. Though that wasn't hard considering how small her face actually was.

She dried her face, and brushed down her hair as best as possible with her hands. Finally, the real Mayu was looking back from the mirror, with a bit of a smile and a less ragged shape. But... There were already tears in her eyes again. They would never leave, would they? A perpetual sadness, despair, overarching and controlling, preventing and destroying? This place was a Hell, and she hadn't even left her room. Where was Big Sis? Mum? Ui, Yu, Sae?

Where was everyone? Were they here too? It would make things better, but... Hold on! What was she thinking?! They... They must have been scared, right? Her family, friends? Surely they must have been... Their... Their daughter never came home, their friend never returned to school. Unless they had been told something, lied to. 

All her thoughts rushed around and collided as she left the bathroom, but quickly subsided, shattering to pieces until only one question remained. [i]Who..?[/i] There was someone in the room. They looked worse for wear, and rather confused. But... She looked surprisingly pretty despite the... Well, quite road weary expression. 

Was Mayuri intruding on someone else's room?! Th-that couldn't be right! She woke up here! Then... Who was she..? She could've sworn she had heard her voice outside just a moment ago...

[b]"Are you okay?"[/b]

What did she do?! Um... Well, say something, damnit! Like what?! I don't know, just say something! 
[colour=SkyBlue]"U-um... F-fine..?"[/colour] well, ask her name then! [colour=SkyBlue]"Wh-who... A-are you..? Wh-where are we..?!"[/colour] too fast! Don't question her so quickly! You said to ask who she was! And? I didn't say force THAT question on her! Oh well..!

[colour=SkyBlue]"I-I'm... M-Mayuri..."[/colour] 

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