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Mail? How did I receive something like that when I've only been here a few minutes? Hm. At every computer terminal, there is a place to write a journal. And this was already set up for me. How strange. Why would a teahouse as traditional as this have a computer anyway? Maya will be in here in a second, since I just made sure that it was safe in this room. I don't know where this journal thing will appear, but if anyone sees it, could they tell me something about this world? I am about to use this computer to try and contact Maya's friends and get her to safety. Maybe I can find something out about this place as well. I can't reconnect to my servants, or to the dimension where my shop lies. And there's no way anybody should be able to move as many people as seem to be in this world from their own worlds without my knowing about it.
There is something completely not right about this world. I can't find the exit, I can't explain why people are here. And it looks like the people who used to be here left a long time ago. Everything is covered in dust, like it hasn't even been breathed on for years. Yet there is no sign of decay, just broken things. I don't understand.... the computer thing is flashing. Maybe it wants me to stop. It keeps popping up the address book.
Find her friends. Well, I'll do that. Helping someone requires no contract. Maya's in here now. Maybe she can tell who are her friends based on the names on this list.