[center][h2][color=0072bc][b][i][b]Thomas Silias Falch[/b][/i][/b][/color][/h2]
[h3]Hallway[/h3][/center]

The feeling of being drenched from top to toe made Thomas close his eyes. The water poured from the shower head, soaking every inch of Tommy and sending him into a slight trance. Warm water always had this effect on him, it made him relax, dulled his mind, and drowned out the world he no longer understood. [color=0072bc]"Mutant?"[/color] He muttered to himself, dragging both his hand's trough his hair as his mind worked overtime to make heads or tails of this whole situation. It just made no sense, he was just sick, not some friking X-men or Avenger character. A deep, drawn-out groan escaped him as he leaned against the shower wall, he wasn't ready for life altering event of this kind, but if the lady was to believe, there were more like him in this very building. Thomas stood there for another 20 minutes, letting the warm water cascade over him, before finally stumbling his way out of the shower. He felt weak, sluggish, but it was time to do some exploration.

A pair of gray joggers and a white t-shirt laid stacked on his bed, along with a note. [i]"We have sent a request to have your clothes delivered here, but for now, you will have to live with what we can provide." [/i] The clothes fit, somewhat, the pants were a bit short, and the T-shirt was a bit tight in some places, but all in all, it could have been a lot worse.

[color=0072bc]"Cafeteria, gym, auditorium, games room, and a pool...hmmm,"[/color] Tommy mumbled to himself as he paced the halls. This place seemed large, even if he compared it to the military base, maybe it would be too bad to be isolated here after all.