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The once crowned woman stared incredulously at the rest of the people gathered around the table. She missed the room around them changing - or maybe she wouldn't have seen it change at all, with how quickly it rearranged itself. In the blink of an eye things were different and they were on the ceiling, or back on the floor or whatever, but they were upside down. Gradually her hair fell upward, like her body was realizing the change before her brain, but she didn't fall from the seat. None of them did. They were stuck at the table with the stupid little face on it. Words made their way out of that face, and C̷y̵n̸t̶h̶i̴a̸ scowled at it.

"Why don't you tell [i]us[/i] a secret, like where the hell we are," she snapped, kicking at the table legs. Of course, it did nothing. Probably didn't even hurt the table's feelings. It continued speaking, then broke into laughter. C̷y̵n̸t̶h̶i̴a̸'s gaze turned from it to another member of their weird little group when she joined it in laughing, the lab coat clad woman cracking up more than the doll's body - although the tone was hollow.

Wasn't this the same person that just moments ago claimed that they were all figments of her imagination or something? False characters in her dream. Fuck that, C̷y̵n̸t̶h̶i̴a̸ was real. She glared at the scientist, wondering what exactly her game was. She didn't wonder for long, growing frustrated with the table's laughter and the tapping of wood.

"Shut up," she said, to either one of them. Both, maybe. She rubbed her face with both hands and stayed like that for a few moments. Slowly she spread her fingers and peeked out from between them at everyone.

"You stop playing along with it," she said to the porcelain person, then she turned on the others. 

"Why don't one of you just blurt something out and see if we can wake up from this nightmare? Wake yourself up if it's a dream," she snorted. "What about you, blonde boy? Tell it something."

C̷y̵n̸t̶h̶i̴a̸ demanded a lot while putting no responsibility on herself, just sighing at the situation.