Edith jumped out of bed the moment the alarm went off, having grown up with criminals for parents she was used to having to get up and leave in the middle of the night so the alarm failed to bother her as it did some of the others. Taking a seat on her bed, which had somehow managed to lose all of its coverings during the night Edith began to inspect her arms, finding her skin covered with a fine layer dried blood a clear indicator that she'd had another of her nightmares. After that Edith got up heading off towards the others, momentarily pausing to contemplate taking some of the antipsychotics she'd been prescribed supposedly to help her fit in and not hurt anyone but ultimately deciding against it. 

[color=ed1c24]"Ahh... does anyone know which way to clean myself?[/color]