Drawing in deep breaths, she tries to focus through the pushing lights and deadly silence. Her eyes unfocus as they study the contents in the locker, again. 

[i]Where am I?[/i]

No memories surfaced. There was a space in her thoughts when she tried to remember anything. The space lingered over her, like the ominous quietness in the room. 

[i]How did I get like this? Here…?[/i]

Again, the thoughts fell into some bleak unanswerable realm. She tried to quiet her breaths and keep the weakness of her legs from collapsing under her weight. She swallowed, and with a strict, firm determination, she grabs the outfit in the locker. (Action: Take)

[@Red Wizard]