[right][h2][color=700DBE][b]Subject:[/b] FP-1991-ED[/color][/h2][/right]
[right][b]Last Recorded Location:[/b] Purple Ward[/right]
[right][b]Last Recorded Interaction:[/b] [@BCTheEntity][@Nyxira][@Bazmund][/right]
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	The girl calling her self Dolly looked at the man who accompanied Blade back to the group. Of all the door they walked past to reunite together, there didn’t seem to be many other people within the hall. The entire hall full of identical rooms, and only four of them were occupied. Dolly didn’t question why Blade passed up the remaining doors, she figured they were probably empty anyway.

	She looked up at the person Blade had found. The newest member of their little band was taller than everyone, but looked much skinnier. Dolly found it a little funny because it was like the man was stretched out half a foot, but kept it to herself. So far, she was the only child there, and she wasn’t sure if that was a good thing or not. She turned back to the person she had found with the hoodie. He didn’t seem to react one way or another, and Blade caught on that the man was not all there.

	After introductions were made, Dolly spoke up, “Um, if you don’t mind, I’ve decided to call myself Dolly.” She wasn’t entirely against the name Blade had tried to assign her, but she was more partial to Dolly. It sounded nicer. But since she didn’t have a name for any of the others outside of Blade, she thought it would be easier to keep it that way. Not entirely sure what a druggie was, she opted to just stick with Dougie for simplicities sake and it sounded more like a name than Druggie did. She also thought Sticks was a funny name.

	Dolly followed Blade as he walked down the hall towards, well she was not quite sure, but it seemed like food would be that way. She grabbed a hold of Dougie’s hand and led him as they rest of the group started down the hall. She let go, and once she found that he was going to keep following them, ran to catch up to Blade as he took the lead. Side by side, she looked up at him while keeping pace.

	“You didn’t give yourself a name. I thought of Blade because of the knife on your arm. Is that alright?” she asked. As they walked down the hall, Dolly commented about the halls, the doors they passed by. She wanted to ask him about the loud noise that echoed the halls before the lights had cut out. As far as she was aware, she was the only one who got scared by it. Dougie stood stationary as she clung to him, and the others didn’t bring it up either. Before she opened her mouth, they stopped by a pair of large double doors. Like the others, these doors were unlocked and pushed open ever so slightly. Presumably this was the cafeteria. Dolly forgot her question when the possibility of food just on the other side presented itself. She was hungry, Blade was hungry, and presumably the other two were hungry as well. Now would probably not be the time to ask, but in the back of her mind, she was afraid whatever that noise was going to come back.