Open up the door and [CLOSED]
[She wakes up on the floor, disoriented. The first thing she notices beyond the room being, surprise surprise, white and desolate, she notices parts of herself feel... empty. Maybe the reprogramming that alien did to her is out now? Yep, definitely gone; no more impulses to kill all humans by the power of Love is War. Thank god that's over with. Her vision is a little blurry; her resolution must be starting to conk out with all the stuff she's been put through.
As she sits up trying to get her bearings, still highly confused, it occurs to her that this place looks... just a little different from anywhere she's been for a long time. Maybe the ceiling's too low or the corners are too sharp or the lighting is configured differently, but no matter how she looks at it it's not the kind of rooms she's been in for the past year or however long it is, no sir. She stands to her feet, feeling awkward without her boots on, only a nightgown around her ankles and no hairclips in her hair, and looks around, trying to figure out whether she's alone.]
As she sits up trying to get her bearings, still highly confused, it occurs to her that this place looks... just a little different from anywhere she's been for a long time. Maybe the ceiling's too low or the corners are too sharp or the lighting is configured differently, but no matter how she looks at it it's not the kind of rooms she's been in for the past year or however long it is, no sir. She stands to her feet, feeling awkward without her boots on, only a nightgown around her ankles and no hairclips in her hair, and looks around, trying to figure out whether she's alone.]