E.LO.E

The girl's eyes narrow at a growing irritation at these people. She concludes that this, 'R. Rosenbaum' is most certainly one of the people responsible for their status, they might even be the one who did it, she doesn't know. Maybe they even saw her naked, oooooooooh. She swiftly goes about attempting some petty vengeance against this person. Alas all she can really accomplish is knocking down some nick-knacks, because she is very wimpy. Still this act of petty vandalism makes her feel better about herself, and further distracts her from the situation she's in.

After the excitement of this action fades, she shudders a little, remembering where she is. It's something she tries very hard to forget about, but it's really hard you know? She checks around for something to defend herself with, the only thing she finds that she feels she could use properly is a small scalpel that she found on one of the science-y looking desks. It was laying there with an assemblage of other science-y looking devices, most of which looked too fragile to be useful as weapons.

Gifted with at least the illusion of defense, she proceeds to open the wardrobe. There's a selection of clothes in there, mainly white coats, but there are some red shirts and blouses, and a small array of red and white skirts. While she is far from an expert on 'fashion', she'd conclude that these clothes are rather, 'cute', and not especially doctor-ly. They look like they'd fit her, because as nice as her towel-cape is, she'd really like some actual clothing. She takes a set of blouse and skirt, and moves over to the sliding door on to the left of the entrance.

As she surmised it is a sliding door, although it's not a a manual door, there's a small button where the handle would be, pressing it causes to slide deftly to the right with the soft sound of whirring mechanisms being heard. She steps inside, the door closing swiftly behind her. The room inside is very dark without any light, she panics briefly, slapping hand around where she'd assume a lightswitch is. There is one, and she relaxes with a relieved sigh. This room appears to be a small bedroom, decorated in a similar manner to the preceding room, although it's surprisingly disheveled.

There's a bed across the way from the door, it's unmade and slightly ajar, but it clearly was nicer than the bed she woke up on. There's a plain end table knocked on it's side next to it. There's a trio of drawers built into the wall, and next to that, taking most of the wall is a closet, it's open and appears to be missing most of what was in it, with just a few red or black dresses hanging on the rack, and what she was pretty sure was a single shoe haphazardly tucked in a corner. There was a vanity on the right corner, with a selection of the usual features, and a black and red box with gold embellishments, There was something peculiar about the mirror, but she couldn't fully figure out what. There was a monitor right above the bed, like the one is the previous room, but it was slightly tilted and, of course, off.