>>5185159>“Martha!” You hug your friend tightly. You haven’t found her in the best of circumstances, but at least you were able to confirm for yourself that she’s alive. “She got you too then…” Martha says sadly.
>“I can’t believe Monica did all of this…how long was I out?” You attempt to pat yourself down, checking to see if that bitch did anything to you after you fell unconscious, when you notice that your hands are tied together. You’re bruised, but otherwise you seem to be all there. Curiously enough, you can feel pressed against you in your jacket that she didn’t seem to find the Magic Staff and the 3-pack of vulneraries that you had just purchased. Martha shrugs. “I don’t know…it’s hard to tell…maybe a day at most? What are we going to do, Blair?”
>“A day…assuming she transported me to the abandoned chapel right after I fell unconscious…the Black Eagles should already be well on their way. Help should be arriving soon.”“Help is coming?!” One of the female students’ squeaks.
“When?! When are they getting here?!” Another one pipes up, this time male.
“I want to go home! What’s going on! Tell us!”
You examine the room you’re in for the first time. You appear to be locked inside what must have previously been some sort of basement area used for storage. The large front door appears to be locked, and there’s no light save for one small window, where you’re able to tell that it’s currently daytime. The other students in here look haggard and dirty, as if they’ve been barely fed for the last week. You don’t recognize any of them, and grimly notice that Xavier is not among them. As you’re examining your surroundings, one of them inches closer to you.
