Brooke opened her eyes slowly, staring around the room in confusion.  Everything was so white and... sterile-looking, an impression that was only further enhanced when she looked down to see herself in scrubs, like some sort of doctor's uniform.  She had no idea where she was, or how she'd gotten here, or even where she'd been before she'd got here, but she assumed she'd been asleep.<br/><br/>She got up hesitantly, realizing she wasn't going to find anything out just lying here in bed, but a little afraid too.  What if she was alone somewhere, and had to be that way for who knew how long?  She shook that depressing thought from her mind, determined that she wouldn't make assumptions until she'd explored everything, and knew how things stood.  She noticed the bracelet on her arm, and grew worried when she discovered it wouldn't come off, despite appearing to only be plastic, like one of those standard hospital bands, but it wasn't hurting her, so she decided she wouldn't waste her time worrying about it.<br/><br/>She moved carefully out into the hallway, noticing the same white uniform color as in the bedroom, coming to what looked like a closet for a washer and dryer, only when she peeked in, at first it looked to be empty, until she noticed the strange bins lying even with the wall.  She wondered what was in them, and curiously put her hand to the light, hoping this wasn't going to be a mistake.