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Annie Edison ([personal profile] chloroformedthejanitor) wrote in [community profile] entranceway2013-03-11 01:53 pm

o1-- I heard you calling [accidental video//action]

[Annie wakes in a room that is exactly like her own-- because it is her own, as far as she knows-- and gets out of bed to begin her daily ritual. Except when she grabs for the dresser drawers, still in not-fully-awake-Annie mode, she meets nothing but air. She looks down, finds her desk and then turns to look at the other side of the room, where her dresser is. But her dresser is always on this side of her bed. Right?

Well, whatever, she probably just got up and went the wrong way, it can happen to anyone. It's not a big deal, so she just walks across the room to her dresser but when she opens the drawers, she finds them empty. Empty. That's not okay. She has to go to class! She has to wear clothes to go to class, it's not like she can go in pajamas. Ugh, it's probably Troy and Abed playing a prank on her. They really need to stop coming in her room while she's asleep; she can only have that conversation so many times. It's a serious invasion of privacy, and she huffs out a breath, stalks to her door to tell them just how serious it is.

Except her living room isn't outside her door. It's just a hallway. A very empty hallway. A very,. very empty hallway. Oh crap.]


Troy? Abed??

[With no answer, she goes back into her room. Right. She's alone in a weird place and in a room that's hers but opposite. That doesn't make sense-- and Annie's been through some pretty weird things (doppledeaner, anyone?), she knows what she's talking about-- and oh god what is she going to do???????

Right, okay, she needs a plan. She can do this! She's smart! She can make a plan and get back to Greendale. Barring the possibility, of course, that she's in the darkest timeline somehow and no! She can't think like that. She just needs a plan.

Before she can make her plan, though, she's gonna need to move this furniture around, because it's really bothering her. A lot. So, if you live anywhere near the eighth floor, or happen to be passing by, don't mind the loud scraping noises and grunts coming from inside room 12, it's just Annie, organizing her life before she can figure out how to get out of this place.]

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