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[visionsinprada]

Hey, this thing on? Ugh, so weird. Anyways, I'll assume it's "broadcasting" or whatever because this is really important.

[Cordelia fidgets with the journal, holding it up and around the room.]See that? Empty. Now don't get me wrong, I was never one to want to share my room but I think the girl that was here has gone missing and if what I hear

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[pristinejennsen]

The woman I was sharing my room with has disappeared as well.

[visionsinprada]

Right okay. [Cordelia wilts a little.] That's so super not good. There's nothing here at all. No blood, no journal, nothing. It's like she's completely vanished.

[pristinejennsen]

[Jennsen nods.]

There was nothing left behind here, either.

Do you think that they've gone home?

[visionsinprada]

[A scoff.]

If they did, real nice they didn't leave an instruction manual behind. Honestly, I don't know what to think. This place is crazy.

[pristinejennsen]

I was told that a man named Oliver brought us here. Maybe he decides when people go home as well?

[visionsinprada]

Or maybe he eats them, or sacrifices them and eats them, or just sacrifices them...

[pristinejennsen]

[Jennsen's eyes grow wide.]

So then...what, this is just some sort of sick game until he decides to kill us?

[visionsinprada]

[Cordelia's expression doesn't falter.]

Could very well be. I tend not to trust keepers of a place that won't show their faces.