Broken Space

Cassie can't exactly remember the last time she's been lucid enough to really notice everything around her. A few days have passed, she's sure, but how many? And, oh god, how much had she eaten?

She's wearing a shirt she's never seen before and one shoe. There's a pile of organize pills beside her-- separated by color and size, strategically ordered. They look unfamiliar at first glance, but that's hardly surprising. She must have binged again... the clinic would be so disappointed.

Head pounding, Cassie pulls herself to her feet and staggers out of her room. Impressive enough that she managed to find it.

Where was everyone?