Stepping back, startled as she heard the gentle rapping on the other side of the door, Madison instead pressed her ear to the door and listened to what the presumably male person on the other side was saying. New? New where? To what? This couldn't be a mental hospital, not one she could ever afford, and resorts didn't kidnap people then lock their room doors with guests inside.
"I guess I am. Where am I?" She asked, voice more trembled than she ever liked it to sound. When he mentioned the computer network, Madison looked back at the computer, scratching her head. She almost took a step towards it before thinking better of it and leaning against the door once again. "Like... like what?"