happy halloween

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[You wake up in a bedroom. You don't remember it. That's strange. At least the dressers have your clothes in them. There is a hospital ID bracelet on your wrist with your room number, just in case you forget.

Why don't you go outside, wander around? Explore your floor, go down the stairs, check out the other rooms?

You could introduce yourself!

Oh, wait. Introduce yourself? You can't. Because you don't remember your name. You don't remember anything.

Sorry about that.]

[ooc: OCTOBER PLOT, SUCKERS. The hotsprings resort is described here in full]

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[not_a_lamb_nor_ram]

[ Oh something in common! Good-- I MEAN. 808 chuckles, uneasy. ] I don't know what I'd do if I just found myself alone, to be honest--

[ And that question. It's a good question. Who is this "I" 808 is referring too anyway? There's a breath's pause and -- ] I... wow, uh. Now that you mention it, I-- I can't. I should know, you should know but--

Hells this is weird. Do you remember where you're from? Or anything like that? Your favorite drink maybe?

[decrypts]

[well there's nothing wrong with having something in common, even if it's looking lost! at least you can be lost together, right? right.

but the fact that the other doesn't seem to remember his name either .. that doesn't sit well with him. 801 has no idea what in the world is going on, but he doesn't like the sound of it. why can't he remember his name? where he's from?] I -

[pause. headscratch.] To put it simply? No. I don't remember a damn thing.

[not_a_lamb_nor_ram]

[ Yes. Together. It's a good thing. But this whole business still isn't. After a few moments of trying to ponder things, Kiran heads out towards the hall that leads to the stairs -- ] Maybe we can ask? I mean, surely there are people managing this place, right?

[ When there are gaps, you try to fill them in. ]

[decrypts]

[together sounds like a pretty damn good thing, if you ask him. he's all for it. so he's following the other pretty quickly, catching up to him before he has a chance to go down the stairs.] We can ask, sure .. there really has to be somebody around here that knows something, at least. Because I don't really like the idea of that not being a thing.

[eloquent? yep.]

[not_a_lamb_nor_ram]

[ It's eloquent enough for Kiran! As he heads down, he pauses at a landing, taking a look at his bracelet. More to himself -- ] Eight--

[ Then to the older man as he holds out his wrist, where "808" is written. ] Do you have one of these?

[decrypts]

[and then he's holding up his own wrist, brandishing the bracelet that labels him as "801".] Guess it's all we've got to go on as far as who we are is concerned, huh?

[snort.]