Who: Kitty Pryde & Open When: Wednesday, March 24 - 7:30 AM Where: The Girls' Dormitory What: What happens when you wake up in a strange room, with a strange girl, in a strange building? Obviously your first instinct is to find out where you are. Unfortunately, for Kitty, finding out such information is going to prove to be a bit difficult at first.
She didn't remember going to sleep. She didn't remember anything from the night before, or the week before for that matter. She didn't remember much of anything save the annoying buzzing of her alarm clock. It had gone off at exactly 6:30 that morning, jarring a blurry-eyed Kitty Pryde awake as it did every morning. Except rather then dragging herself out of bed to go about her normal routine, she hadn't moved. The bed was certainly comfortable and she was warm under the blankets and sheets, but she couldn't quite put her finger on where she was. Nothing looked familiar and there was a stranger - thankfully a girl - sleeping in the other bed.
For nearly twenty minutes, Kitty laid in the dim room, looking around to perhaps notice something that would help her realize where she was. She was having no luck, though. Finally sliding out of bed, she glanced over the items on the desk sitting on her side of the room. There were various text books and manuals on computers and science, a charging laptop, an iPhone, and a wallet neatly placed and organized. Kitty turned her head, glancing across the room before glancing back at the desk. No one would know if she looked, right?
The wallet was mostly empty save for two ID cards, a bank card, and a few dollars. She nearly dropped the wallet and its contents when she thumbed through the cards. It was her, her picture, on both ID cards. Apparently her name was Katherine Pryde and she was a student at a place known as Xavier's Institute. "Which would explain the dorm," she muttered under her breath. Setting the cards aside, Kitty took the key off the desk and took her exit from the room.
The hallway was quiet, but still nothing seemed familiar. She was still feeling a bit groggy as she started down one direction of the hallway. She heard noise coming from behind one of the doors, but made no motion to knock. She wasn't about to knock on someone's door that she didn't know. Shaking her head, she yawned into her hand as she turned a corner and found herself coming to an abrupt stop. That certainly wasn't normal. That wasn't normal at all. Rubbing at her eyes, she squinted down the hallway and made a face. Were the walls getting taller? Was the ceiling rising? That was impossible. Things like that didn't happen.
That was, of course, until she looked down and found herself considerably closer to the floor then she was before. For a moment, she couldn't find her voice or her breath. Planting her hands firmly on the floor, she kicked at her legs, feeling nothing under them. "What...oh no...oh no!" And panic sunk in as she found herself neatly stuck between the second floor and the first floor of the girls dorm. Her pleading cries for help were quiet at first, but soon escalated into ear-piercing, terrified screams.