[... There's a man over there with a notebook and a pad, staring at everyone and taking notes. He even looked at her a few times. It's suspicious! Could he be spying? What would his aim be? Could it be related to the memory loss? She has to find out.
Abandoning the computer she was trying to use (it felt familiar, but she really had no clue as to how to make use of it), she stepped quietly up to him, her movements strangely graceful. She didn't know why. When she was suitably near, she spoke up.]
So day 2, right?
Abandoning the computer she was trying to use (it felt familiar, but she really had no clue as to how to make use of it), she stepped quietly up to him, her movements strangely graceful. She didn't know why. When she was suitably near, she spoke up.]
What are you doing?