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Magdalene stepped into the dining room of the hotel to see that three of the guests had already arrived onto the scene, and it seemed like a surprisingly uncommon group of people at best. At least, they seemed like the people that wouldn't hang out normally, indicating this must've been some form of control group that was taken. Interesting.

The man that was present looked and acted more like a deranged druggie than a man, but no signs of frequent drug use were present on his figure, at least none of which you'd be able to see off the bat. There was also his hair being more akin to feathers, but that could just be bad care of the individual's hair. That's sad. He probably needs some good shampoo and conditioner so his hair can become healthy again.

There was the lady who- oh for God's sake, people eat there, you know! She looked like she'd been in less desirable situations than Magdalene, but made it through every single one of them with... less-than-fortunate results. Still, she had that punk-rock 'I don't care' vibe to her, so that was something she had going for her. She pulled it off well, too. Maybe she'd open up to the group as they figured out what the hell is going on.

Then there was the platinum blonde woman. Damn her legs were long, and it made Magdalene just a hair jealous. Man, did she wish she had legs like that. It'd be a lot better than this scar that riddled her face and the eyepatch she was wearing. Then again, anything would be better than that except death, she guessed. Anyway, she was definitely attractive, but completely out of Magdalene's league, so there wasn't gonna be anything there probably.

The doctor walked over to a chair beside the platinum blonde as she sat down, raising her hand to cover her scar as she waited patiently for the remaining group. She didn't know what to say right now... what could you say right now, anyway? 'Oh hey, I'm Magdalene, how's life been, aside from the, y'know, kidnapping and shit?' Seemed kind of awkward to do something like that, to be completely honest.