E_O__E

>Clap your hands to see if the lights are clapper activated.



You clap your hands as discretely as you can...
Nothing happens.
You're glad there's noone around to see you do that.

>Throw stuff at the switch until it activates. As is your custom.



You shuffle about the bed looking for something to toss. After a while of this you come to the conclusion that there isn't anything on this bud that would be suitable to throw at a small lightswitch. You guess you could throw the pillow but that wouldn't really accomplish anything.

>Just walk over and switch it on like a normal person, you silly-silly goofball.



You decide to just get up and flip the switch yourself, like a normal person. As you're walking across the carpeted floor, you cross over something cold, and hard a metal panel or something. Anyway, you get over to the switch with no complcations, unsurprising since it's just a darkened room, but still. The switch is a push button, so you just decide to eh... push it.

>




The lights come on and you feel yourself slightly relieved, yet all the same, still unsettled and a little creeped out. This room feels oddly sterile... or maybe the term is stale? You're not sure. You can definitely see there' s a metal panel now, and another room... it smells like a bathroom, which isn't complimentary. Is that an intercom?



"Aah!"
"HELLO! / [E-713] / OUR SENSORS HAVE DETECTED / MOVEMENT / IN YOUR ROOM / THIS IS INDICATIVE OF ACTIVITY! / GOOD MORNING! / [E-713] / WE RECOMMEND YOU WAIT FOR YOUR ASSIGNED CARE OFFICER / -Click-Click- / PLEASE AND THANK-YOU!"

Oh... kay.