The Wind Sorcerer

Well, at least my room is relatively normal, this time. Except for the padded walls. The lights don't seem to want to turn off, either. I'm very glad I didn't end up on the floor that changes your gender.

My roomate is a young human girl. She seems quite distressed about being trapped in this hotel. I can't say I blame her.

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If anyone is planning to try and break out of the hotel again, I would like to help.

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Why is the smell of dead roasting poultry permeating throughout the hotel?

( Temperary cure for boredom. )

There is something odd about this floor. I keep thinking I see things, when there is nothing there.

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My bed has no sheets. Or pillows. It's fortunate that I don't need to sleep. What isn't quite so fortunate is that I have a roomate. I cannot believe that I am expected to share a room with another person.

And what is this about not being able to leave our rooms between 9pm and 9am? I am certainly not going to come back to this room just because this "Gadget" wants me to.

((OOC: I'm back. ;D))

( Private )

I'm sure that whoever is behind trapping myself and whoever else is stuck in this hotel is monitoring every entry that is entered into these "Gadgets", so I have only this to say for now:

I will find a way out. But before I do, I will find you. We have so much to discuss.

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From what little I know about the humans of this world, driving is an act in which one gets inside a large piece of metal, and moves it from one place to another. However, I have never heard this term..."drive-by" before.

More research on the subject is in order.

...Not only that, but I am far older than fifty six.