Yosarin regretted stepping out of the safety â€“strange that a word like that would come to him considering he did not feel safe at all. It was the opposite, inside he felt terrified beneath his composed demeanor, puzzled by his memory loss, eyes darting everywhere in his daze. This place was hardly something he would consider safe; it was all new to him and he felt like some trapped animal thrown into some maze. A maze or one giant puzzle, either way he had to find the exit. He had to get out of this alive and it started with getting the hell out of here- of that room in which he had awoken. The hotel was just as neglected and brought to him a slightly discouraging sense that he did what he could to ignore as he pressed on. A few feet down the hall were the elevators, Yosarin pressed the call button but there was no response other than a loud sound. The elevators were down it seemed which meant he would have to find another way down to ground level.<br/><br/>But what if he couldnâ€™t? As crazy as it sounded, Yosarin wondered if he really was trapped here, he wasnâ€™t meant to escape thisâ€¦ whatever this was. What if someone had deliberately trapped him here for the sole purpose of satisfying some sick amusement? Oh how he hoped he was dreaming. It felt so real if it were, as clichÃ© as that sounded. This was place where he felt that he had to be constantly aware of his surroundings, no, this was definitely no sanctuary. But if this were a dream, if he was not going completely insane, he wouldnâ€™t be aware of it. He wouldnâ€™t assume this was a dream; therefore he concluded that this was really happening and he was not dreaming.<br/><br/>Answers would come in time, perhaps, but right now he had to get out of this hotel, onto the streets.<br/><br/>Suddenly, something caught his attention and his gaze turned towards the fire escape stairs. Of course, the fire escape! If the power to the elevators was cut off, he should just use the stairs however, someone seemed to be ascending them. The fox snarled at the sound warily, eyes darting around, looking for a place to hide. Cowardice was not usually in his nature, but given the current situation it was better to be safe than sorry. Who knows just who or what could be lurking here. This place was too damned quietâ€¦ Quiet places were usually a bad sign and hell for all he knew this could very well play by the rules of some horror movie logic and at any moment someone wearing a gasmask toting an assault rifle could burst through that door serve him bullets for lunch or dinner, whatever time it was right now.<br/><br/>The only possible hiding spot that Yosarin noticed, or at least right this moment, was a small opening in one of the doors of one of the elevators. Strangely the opening was wide enough for him to fit through. Tentatively, he slipped his foot through to see if the elevator was on this floor before moving inside the dark box entirely. He could have sworn he felt it shudder slightly. Quietly, he waited for whoever was there to pass by. And quiet he was. Not even the sound of his own breathing could be heard and he remained as still as possible, pressed against the door, in the dark corner.<br/><br/>He reached down and pulled the dagger from his boot in case they did become curious and come in here. At least he could still recall how to defend himself in case he had to confront the threat outside of his hiding place. Not only how to defend himself, but interrogate as well. He wondered if he could get answers from whoever was out there. Maybe they knew where he was and how he could get out of here. Orâ€¦ were they trapped here, too, and were looking for signs of life to tell them they werenâ€™t alone? Either way, that being said, they were someone else, signs of life. He was sure he wasnâ€™t seen or heard with how quiet he was being but he didnâ€™t want to take chances.<br/><br/>Yosarin ever silently waited for the right moment, when the female had her back turned, and then came out of the safety of the elevator, dagger in hand. In one swift motion, he leaped at her and pinned her against the floor. â€œSurprise!â€