[center] [color=2E64FE][h2]Orion | Cell 096[/h2][/color] [/center] [center]"Where are we?"[/center] A new, feminine voice echoed. Orion looked around, staying silent as he tried to discern the details of the dark cell. [center]"Are you one of them?"[/center] Before he could say anything, a rough, weak sound echoed before someone else spoke up. [color=a36209]"We're definitely on a ship."[/color] The sound from earlier repeated. [color=a36209]"My name is Tamrin,"[/color] The hoarseness of the voice disappeared as the male voice continued. [color=a36209]"Are you all right?"[/color] As the guests on the ship had begun to wake up and understand where they were, Orion thought back to what the man outside had said while waking them up. He spoke up with a worried tone. [color=2E64FE]"He said [i]'game grounds'[/i], right?"[/color] the Mandalorian said. [color=2E64FE]"That almost sounds as if..."[/color] The sound of the engines rumbling drowned out Orion as the ship came to a halt and an alarm started to sound. The voice of a droid sounded through the halls. [center][b]"Drop in ten seconds. You will have half an hour to prepare. Have fun."[/b][/center]