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[indent][indent]You know that initial feeling you get after waking up from an impromptu nap? The feeling of confusion and disorientation, as well as physically feeling the heavy head and drowsiness? Now imagine that, but multiplied by ten. Krista rubbed her head as if trying to relieve a growing headache that was thrumming between her eyebrows. The young blonde scanned her surroundings, her barely open eyes trying to take in too much information as her brain tried processing anything it could in between the moments of confusion. Her heart rate picked up slightly as she realised where she was.

At first, Krista wondered if it was all a dream. It [i]certainly[/i] felt like it. No one [i]really [/i]wakes up in an elevator except in some weird book or low budget horror movie, right? The last thing she remembered was heading down to grab herself a cup of coffee from the hospital cafeteria. Surely the cup of coffee wasn't so bad that she had sleep-walked to a completely new area? Was she even in the hospital anymore? Why the hell was she asleep in a good damn elevator!?

With the help of the elevator wall, she was leaning against, Krista stood up. With the way her legs were slightly shaking, she would've thought she was a newborn fawn learning to walk. But no, it was a simple case of a cramped foot. Feeling a little more awake, Krista reasoned that she must have passed out from exhaustion while on her way back from the canteen, and Lady Luck wanted to keep her trapped in the elevator till she woke up.

Krista swallowed, trying to bring relief to her parched throat before speaking out loud. [color=6c9b8f]"Hello? Can anybody hear me?!"[/color] Krista hit her balled up fist against the wall, trying to make some sound to alert anyone on the other side of the elevator wall of her predicament. The longer she felt trapped within the metal cage, the more her stomach churned from anxiety, forcing her to call out for help. Her hands checked the pocket of her peach dress, only to realise it was empty. Her phone was gone, and not even the change she received from the vending machine remained. 

Opening her mouth to call out for help again, Krista realised the two big things she had missed during her first observation of the elevator. The message written on the closed doors, as well as a monitor attached somehow to the corner of the elevator. Krista blamed her nap for not noticing them sooner.

[b][i]“ABANDON HOPE ALL YE WHO ENTER HERE”[/i][/b]

That didn't sound very pleasant. Shakily, Krista approached the doors, reaching out to touch the letters only to reel back in surprise and disgust as her fingers brushed off the red liquid. She could only pray that the liquid was red paint. And at that moment, a teddy bear appeared on the TV screen beside the shut doors. Krista would have laughed at what was on the screen, except staring at the two-toned bear brought a feeling of dread in her.

One by one, faces of different Infinites flashed on the screen as the bear — which introduced itself as Monokuma — gave it's running commentary on each one. And when Monokuma came around to introducing Krista, her button nose scrunched up in irritation.

[b]“Krista Müller, the first girl on our lineup, is also the Infinite Violinist. Seriously, everything that defines a girl as a girl can be found in this woman, from her desire for companionship to her inability to operate a remote.”[/b] Now [i]that[/i] was uncalled for. Insulted, Krista could only respond with showing her middle finger before the bear continued to poke fun at her. The only consolation she felt was that she was not the only one to deal with such rudeness from a mechanical teddy bear.

By the time Monokuma was finished mocking every Infinite that appeared on screen, Krista was already done with life. The bear mentioned some theater therapy, but the girl wasn't even in the hospital for herself! She scowled at the screen. This whole thing was nothing more than her brother making up some elaborate joke on her from his hospital bed. He was probably watching her now, laughing at her insulted expression and chowing down on some nice, salted popcorn.

That little [i]weasel[/i].

[b]“——because an escort will be there for you all shortly. And you do NOT want to keep them waiting. Dr Killgood, out!”[/b]

Staring at the static on the screen, only one thought crossed her mind as the elevator doors opened.

[color=6c9b8f]"I'm [i]never[/i] touching hospital coffee ever again."[/color][/indent][/indent]