Ylva opened her eyes and for a moment had no idea where she was. Before the panic set in, the events of the previous night came back to her. She must have slept really deeply. She yawned Huh, I must have fallen asleep after all
and ran her fingers through her hair. Eeeww. Ok. Priorities.
Ylva resolutely got out of bed and jumped in the shower. A few minutes later she emerged from her room feeling fresh and oddly well-rested, but totally caught up in her own thoughts.
Reviewing the things she'd seen and heard last night in her mind, Ylva made her way to breakfast. Food first. Juice, some cereal, yoghurt. While eating, she continued to mull over things in her mind, oblivious to the people around her. She wasn't sure what was going on, but it seemed to her that, since her episodes had only occurred here, that all of this had to be tied to this place somehow. So Ylva decided she would spend what free time she had today looking up the history of this place. The things she saw, the voices she heard, they could be tied to this building or this area somehow. Shame she hadn't done more research on this place before she came here, but how could she have known. She shrugged the thought aside and finished her breakfast.