<div style="text-align: center"><b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)"><span style="font-size: 18px"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">Monroe</span></span></span></b><br/>
<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cccccc"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span style="font-size: 15px">After assisting the strangers with barring up the window, she had stepped back with her lantern now comfortably sitting on the ground. She remained silent, carefully attempting to remain astute in her presence of the two strangers in such a enigmatic place. She crossed her arms to signal her uncomfortable state of being, and her eyes began to wander around her. This cathedral looked... ancient. It looked broken down and abandoned.<br/>
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Then there was the fact that the stranger was leaking black liquid from his orifices... this brought her to a question beginning to linger in her mind before she suddenly remembered the woman from earlier. She was about to speak up with her mouth even opening to begin responding... but the doctor, it had appeared to be, named Charlotte spoke first.<br/>
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She remained quiet before clearing her throat and finally responding to the woman in charge...</span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)">"M-Monroe.. uhm." </span></span></span>[FONT=Didact Gothic, sans-serif]<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cccccc"><span style="font-size: 15px">She stuttered, glancing down at the ground while attempting to remember exactly what had happened. All she remembered was entering a storage unit and... here she now was. She couldn't remember how she even entered this place, originally. The last thing she could remember was her interacting with her friend, George. She was in her college classroom... but that was it. With that in mind, she decided to repeat this.</span></span>[/FONT]<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cccccc"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)"><span style="font-size: 15px">"W-well... I was entering a storage room. I... can't remember where, though... I think that's where I got this lantern." </span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(204, 204, 204)"><span style="font-size: 15px">She nodded towards said lantern before glancing over to Charlotte.</span></span></span></span><br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#cccccc"><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(226, 80, 65)"><span style="font-size: 15px">"Charlotte, right? Wh-what was with that guy? Why was he bleeding black?"</span></span></span></span>​</div>