Serene's eyes widen when the paper goes white, as that meant they had been tested already, and things were likely about to liven up. Her suspicion was confirmed when the words began to appear, and she blinked several times at the writing, "Wait, scenario room 1B? But if we walked back exactly the way we came, that would mean....we've been in one since the beginning?" she asks quietly, about to turn to Lance when the voice begins speaking.<br/><br/>When the voice mentions her ability to squeeze through the unnaturally small space, she growls again, glad that she'd learned enough of a creatures basic composition, to know that she was made mostly of water. It hurt, to manipulate the fluids in herself like that, but at the time, she was certain that whatever was planned for them wasn't going to be any more pleasant. Before she could call out a retort to the voice, which had obviously been able to hear their quietest whispers, she found herself suddenly sliding away from Lance, the movement making her wonder what kind of place it was, to slide without even the whistle of air.<br/><br/>Once she hears the challenge, she grins, knowing that they'd have roughly three days. Less for her if she took certain risks with herself. Acting on her thoughts from the lack of wind, she lowers herself down, and begins sniffing, attempting to catch the scent from the floor where Lance had been standing. It hadn't been recently disinfected, so she'd be able to smell his scent if he hadn't actually moved that far. If he had been, then she'd have no choice, but to follow the path upwards, and try to memorize the route she takes, so that she'd be able to find out the dead ends, and get to the other side of the maze without too much trouble.