Re: Chris/Alice - sitting area - 7:53 p.m.
"Do you mean when the floors did that... thing?" Alice asked, her voice softer than before, more conspiratory. She glanced about, not quite wanting to avoid the eager ears of neighbors but hoping that an employee of the complex wasn't near--not that one ever was present for apartment parties.
"All the floors seemed to have a different style, or a different theme. There was food on some, drinks on others. Some people were able to touch and drink the stuff from some floors while other floors would cause a bad reaction." She gave a quiver, an arm wrapping around her thin torso to hug herself. "Sometimes I wonder if half the stuff that happened during that week was a figment of my imagination or a hallucination or whatever. It seemed to do things to people but everyone experienced something different."