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Any entries earlier than this were pre-reboot.

Apr. 25th, 2014 01:02 am
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By her count Emma had been stuck inside this 'hotel-outside-of-normal-parameters' for almost 7 days and she was starting to get restless. Being confined to one place wasn't something she was used to, especially a place she wasn't sure even really existed as she'd been considering that somewhere along the line she'd actually died. This didn't seem likely, as she was sure if there was an afterlife it wouldn't be a hotel with an innumerable amount of doors to different planes of reality. Although, what did she know. Until a couple years ago she'd thought her parents abandoned her on the side of the road. 

The doors though, the doors drove Emma up the wall because no matter how many she tried to open, she couldn't get through. Either they'd stick, unmoveable like someone had nailed it shut or they'd disappear entirely just as her hand reached the knob, dissipating as if it had never been there in the first place. Once she had followed immediately after someone and wound up in just another room, nothing strange or out of place. It frustrated her that they'd open for others and not her, all she wanted to do was leave and find some way back to Henry and home. Her patience was growing thin after a week and she'd either need a drink or a friendly face or both.

Like with previous mornings, Emma woke confused and disorientated by the unfamiliar wallpaper. It didn't last long, but it still threw her off for a few moments and she sat bolt up right in her bed as the haze of sleep lifted. She rubbed at her face and sighed, padding to the bathroom to get ready since staying in her room all day was a non option. Emma needed to find a way out or somewhere that wasn't this stupid hotel because she was starting to go a little stir crazy. 

No matter how many doors refused to open or disappeared before her, Emma still tried each and everyone of them as she walked lazily down the hall. Usually she skipped breakfast, instead exploring the ever changing halls and rooms of the hotel, the rumble of her stomach always leading her to the Bistro by noon. Today she skipped her routine and made a beeline for breakfast; she missed eggs and pancakes and hot chocolate with cinnamon.  Emma sat down after piling all manner of breakfast foods onto her plate and dug in, watching the strange inhabitants of the Nexus Hotel.


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