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A.[2242 Stevens Road]

[Einhard knew that something was wrong almost as soon as she woke up. The fact that the place that she was a rather small room had been a pretty big clue. So was the fact that she was dressed in frilly pajamas that she had never even seen before, much less worn. But unlike the last time she had woken up in an unfamiliar bed, she didn't remember challenging someone to a fight and getting beaten into unconsciousness.

She didn't spend too much time looking over at the stuff in the room that she was in as she sat up in the bed. The important thing right now was getting changed, preferably into her own clothes. Though it also didn't take her that long to realize that her clothes... weren't there. At the very least, they hadn't been left where she could easily find them.

She got out of the bed, heading over to the nearby closet and opening it, frowning at what she was. There was nothing that she could see that would be remotely comfortable to fight in if it came down to it.

She took out a blue dress and immediately got started on getting changed, not taking that long to get dressed as she started heading out of the room, looking for the way out of wherever she was.

And was immediately blindsided by seeing a photo of herself. Along with two other girls. And people who were obviously supposed to be her parents. That didn't look anything like her.

Though that wasn't the biggest, most distrubing part.

She was smiling. Not a small smile, big wide toothy-grin smile. The types of smiles that she had seen on Vivio's face a few times.]

What... what's going on here?

B. [Mayfield Public Library]

[Einhard was not in a good mood. Now that she knew that 1.) She was stuck where she had woken up as that was her "home" and 2.) had no magic, she was not in a good mood.

So she had decided to take a walk, making sure that she knew exactly how many turns she had taken to get from "home" to wherever she ended up.

Which was when she ended up standing in front of the library. She let out a sigh, not doing much at all before deciding to go ahead and walk inside it. She might as well see what type of information about this place she could get.]

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[Good luck with that. Ako's going to finish the last paragraph before getting up to return her book. Wouldn't you know it, it was passing by Einhard.]

... hi.

... hello.

[Well... this wasn't going to work all that well. Chances were they were going to have to say more about themselves at some point.

But for now Einhard grabs a random book and looks down at it, frowning as she read the title. Why were all of these books about the same thing as far as she could tell?]

The library has barely anything useful. It won't give girls anything useful.

There has to be something worthwhile here.

[Though the book she had now definitely wasn't. So she put it back quickly.]

There might be. But the librarians aren't very helpful in that regard.

... Why wouldn't they want to do their job?

Because in America in the 1950s, girls were expected to become housewives and let the men deal with work. That's what Mayfield is pattered off of, and dictates the drone librarians won't be of any help, since they'll just tell us we're being 'silly girls' and not give us what we need.

[Einhard blinked, taking out another book before frowning and putting it back.]

... What's America?

[That threw Ako for a loop.] America, one of the biggest countries on Earth.

You're not from Earth huh.

[She could relate, having been from Major Land for the first seven years of her life.]

I see.

And no, I'm not. Are a lot of people stuck here from there?

There's quite a few. I don't have a headcount though of who's all here though.

[Well, Einhard wasn't expecting her to have one.]

I see.

Does anyone here know why we're here?

If you ask some, it's to live these weird lives with family units. Others consider it a prison, to suffer in. It's not my place to judge anything though.

[Only beat it down if things go south.]

... So no one knows anything then?

I'm sure some people do. I'm just too new to know much about this place, but I do know what to avoid here. Like don't drink the milk. It's dangerous if not outright deadly.

How so?

You could wind up drinking terrible things, like live spiders or razor blades or just outright die from it.

And there's people here who aren't very nice, if downright murderous.

... And it's still delivered to everyone?

Yes. I think the milkman is needlessly cruel.

[Einhard just nodded at that.]

But... it's not all bad. There's some good people.

[nice recovery.]

Maybe so, but they're trapped here just like us, right?

Yeah they are.

And no one has found anything even remotely resembling a way out yet, have they?

Not that I've heard about.

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