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[distract]

[ the video feed starts, and lydia's not paying attention; in fact, she'd been using the darkened screen of her device in order to check the status of her lip gloss and mascara. the latter is slightly smudged underneath one eye, as if she's recently been crying, but it's the only sign of any distress as she quickly plasters a different expression on, mouth pouting slightly. ]

I would like to state, for the record, that this is ridiculous. Absolutely, completely - ridiculous.

I mean, they say that the first part of debunking a hallucination is to acknowledge its total lack of infallibility.

Or something.

Besides, the whole 'waking up in Wonderland' cliché? So tired.

[ she pauses, eyes narrowing, and stares a little more intently at the camera, as if silently daring someone to challenge her.

and then she sighs, quietly, the camera panning to the rows and rows of books behind her - several of the titles in different languages - before the feed cuts out. ]

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[chloroformedthejanitor]

[Everything's weird here. You get used to it. Kind of.]

Yeah! If you go up to yours and think of something and then open it, whatever you thought of will be inside!

[She grins. It's basically the coolest thing about this place.]

The kitchen does it too. With food.

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[distract]

Really.

[ cue lydia's brain racing with possibilities.

and then she waves a hand dismissively about the food part. ]

Oh, that's all well and good, but - where are these closets?

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[chloroformedthejanitor]

Yeah! It's pretty awesome.

[She frowns.]

There should just be one in your room. There's one in every room, and I think some in the hallways? And the kitchen's on the first floor.