[Clarke Griffin and OPEN]
The last thing Clarke had expected upon waking up was to find herself laying on a metal table. Sitting up, her gaze wandered around the dark, domed room that, if she were completely honest, looked like a lab. Considering her last dream, where she'd woken up in a stark, white room, hooked up to an IV, this was somehow a little less creepy, which really sounded extremely crazy when she thought about it.
Sliding off the table, she took another room around at he various items in the room before making her way over to the door and finding it unlocked. Stepping out on a spiral staircase, she quickly made her way down to another door, which to her relief, led outside.