Waking up in a strange place wasn't good any way you sliced it, but waking up tied to someone, leaning against a coffin definitely complicated things. The sun was rising and shining brighter now and Madison tilted her head to look at the young woman by her side, watching her come to and her features change, twist into fear as she did.
"It's okay." Madison said softly, noticing the accent but deciding to file it for later. After that, Madison sat quietly for a few moments trying to, in her sleep-addled state, compile a good clean answer for this Matrioshka of mental trauma. "My name is Madison, and right now I think we are at the cemetery in Mount Zenith. Which is a deserted town where there's a mansion-" She stopped herself, shook her head and snickered hopelessly at how ridiculous this all sounded.
"A mansion where people wake up much the way you did, but in bed locked in a room. Nobody knows where we are, this has been going on for weeks now, but the safest bet is social experiment. I promise I will explain it better later, it's something you get better while going through it. We need to get out of here for that to happen." And for her to feel her ass again. "Wanna get up together and try?"