Not finding any clues on the wardrobe, Lucy next tried the desk.  "Come on, you gotta be here somewhere," she said aloud as she opened both drawers and flipped through every page in the notebooks to see if something had been written there.  Nothing.  She inspected the chair and then the bed...  even the white nightgown.  Still nothing.

She was starting to get frustrated.  "Come on, give me a hint," she looked up at the speaker in the ceiling as if it might respond.  When it stayed stubbornly silent, she sat down on the chair and rested her chin on her hand, trying not to feel defeated.  The whole point of this was to meet people and here she was, still stuck in her room.  Were the others already out making friends and having fun together?

She sighed and turned on her camera to flip through the pictures of the friends she had left behind before moving to this city, allowing herself a few moments of distraction.  "Oh!" she exclaimed as she saw the last photo.

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