She saw doors appearing, and more images on the big black box thingy. It was a screen apparently. She walked from her corner and went into one of the doors. It was what she remembered to be a bathroom. She didn't know how she remembered what it was, she just did. And she didn't dwell on it; she didn't want to confise herself. She saw a bunch of sticks with bristles. She couldn't quite remember what it was called, it was on the tip of her tounge. There were also a unch of tubes. She squeezed one of them and strange white and green stuff came out. She put some on her finger and hesitantly licked it, it was minty. Then she remembered, it was called toothpaste.

She noticed that she wore a dress as she stopped to ponder her situation, one with two small pockets. Some people seemed already to be socializing, but she was much too shy for that. What better to do than look in her pockets and check to see what was inside? Maybe it would give her a clue as to why she was in such a bare apartment surrounded by many confused strangers. She reached a hand towards her pocket, but bit her lip and hesitated. What if there was something that she found that she wouldn't like, something that would cause her to remember a past life and time that was more horrid than she was expecting? Taking a slow breath, she closed her eyes and braced herself as if she were preparing for the wind to sweep her off of her feet. She reached both hands inside of two separate pockets on her cotton dress, readying to make some sort of discovery.

As she stood there she felt something cold on her leg. What was it? She jumped, then took a deep breath and stayed calm. Then she heard a clang on the ground by her ankle. She leaned down and picked ip something metal. but...what was it?

ooc: sorry guys ... I was sleeping

He still had no idea what he looked like so when everyone started talking about it and mentioning his nickname "was that me?" he said not seeing the scary side of it. heh heh heh I'm on tv he thought, but then actually thinking over what he saw, had he hurt this girl? had he killed her? He sat there in silence, looking at the screen, what on earth was that stick thing he had been holding? why had he been screaming? and most importantly, why on earth was it on tape?

She frowned upon finding nothing. Just her luck, to get worked up for nothing at all. Was that a personality trait that she usually carried? She dearly hoped not. Sighing, she looked around to find another person who seemed to have just failed at the same feat. Wait, no! There were shiny things in his hands, but she couldn't tell what they were from afar. Sucking up her nerves, she strolled over to him and gave him a small, awkward wave. "Erm, hi," She mumbled, her arms seemingly glued to her sides. "I suppose you have no idea of where we all are either?" She began to nibble on her bottom lip, already knowing that this hadn't been the greatest idea.

She turned the metal thing over in her fingers, trying to remember what it was. Then she remembered, it was called a necklace. It had a silver chain and it connected to a word at the end. She turned it over to examine the word. It said sunshine. Sunshine? Oh well, she smiled, it was pretty. She fastened it around her neck and looked in the mirror. She smiled. She considered going back into the main room, but decided against it, there were too many people in there.

Just as she made to take a few steps closer to the confused boy, one who was just as confused as she, she tripped and landed on her knees, having to stop for a moment and gather herself. Turning over to see what had caused her fall, she saw something interesting lying on the floor. But what could it be? As she picked it up, stood, and brushed herself off, she examined the object and pulled it close to her face. Racking her memory, she couldn't for the life of her remember what the object was. Damn that amnesia!

He was sick of everyone talking about him, he stood up and walked over to Charlotte "can I have a look at that?" he asked holding out his hand for it. He was starting to feel un-easy about this whole thing. As cool as it had seemed that he was on tv, but now it was just kinda scary. He also felt anger, was at the girl he had ... harmed. Well she obviously did something wrong, other wise why would he... harm her? SHE DESERVED IT!!

OOC: You guys are so awesome it makes me squee. :luff:

princess of*hp*, You look around to see what you tripped over, but you just can't find anything. After a minute of looking, you actually notice something on your shoe. There's something stock to the bottom of your shoe and you must have slipped on it.

I'm getting the hang of this, slowly but surely!
 

She noticed something on her shoe, something rather odd. Moving her leg and her foot up, she noticed something on the bottom. It looked a bit scuffed, as she had walked and thus tripped over it, but fine nonetheless. What was the mystery object?

Jeffery squeezed the little tube thingy on his pocket knife as it omitted... air freshener? It smelled like mango's and pineapple. He squeezed it again, another spritz. Jeffery didn't really notice as another door appeared and another video showed up on the TV. He went back into the kitchen, jumping and sitting on the counter. He continued to fiddle with his pocket knife, pulling out more and more things.

She nodded. "Okay. And call me Lisette." she said smiling. "I can't believe people would do such a horrible thing. You know wiping each others memories.." she said.

Then she saw the boy with brown eyes glance over in her direction (Gryffindol's charrie). She wondered if he was all right. But when she saw him, she had to look at her ring. The uneasy feeling.. came back.

Charlotte saw something shining in the overhead. What was it? The light seemed to hit it and it glinted again. She moved closer to the overhead in the corner of the room, wondering what it was that was shining. And she saw something there... but what was it?

She peeled the shiny paper from her shoe and took a look at it. It was a young girl, nothing more and nothing less. But something felt odd about it. Had she seen this girl before? Turning around, she noticed the smiling girl in the picture mirrored in reality across the way from her, although she didn't seem to be as happy as she was in the photograph. The girl in the photo winked at her and she pursed her lips, wondering if this was a sign. Should she introduce herself, whoever she was, to the girl across the room? Holding the photograph firmly in her hand, she crossed the way and tapped the small, blonde girl on the shoulder.

"'Scuse me?" She squeaked. "I, um, found this." Not knowing what else to say, she showed the girl the photograph. Maybe she had planted it there on the ground in the first place? Who knew.

OOC: Cue for Lindzers, I think?

Jeffery pulled out the compass again, thinking he'd seen all the stuff in his pocket knife. But the compass was... spinning? Why was it spinning? It was flashing and whirling, vibrating the pocket knife. Why did he always get the stuff that either moves or freaks him out?! He set it down carefully on the table, watching it for a minute. Why was it whirling like that?

Charlotte's brows knitted in confusion. Glasses? She picked them up and looked for a name or something engraved on the frame. There was no one who said that their vision was fuzzy or anything. Could it be from the person who owned this place. She started to turn the glasses around, trying to find a hint of who it might belong to. An engraving or something. Anything.