"I don't recall anything." She said as she tried to move. It was still hard to move but with the commlink up and running, she could at least access the room node. Simsense ads popped up as she rolled to one side. The woman in the mirror looked like a hypersexualized take on a troll at first glance, her black eyes and skin making it clear she wasn't a baseline human. The slight tilt to her eyes and pointed ears hinted towards an elven heritage despite the horns. She felt something flick around her waist, a tail, and that threw her off completely. She had tail. She felt her tail curiously squirmed to get a better look. She was a hottie, but an exotic one. It as if she was a SURGE victim.. but she hadn't been. That was sure.<br/><br/>Another flash of memory, a circle of folks chanting people around her. She could feel her body warp and shift under their magic.<br/><br/>She slid down the tube and out of the coffin.<em>Care to tell me who I am.. who are you. Where are we? What happened to me? I wasn't a SURGE victim. </em>She felt.. tight, warm.. aroused. Like she had been playing with herself. There was a clarity to the world that she didnt' recall either. It was like she was.. turned on by everything.