"Is this an alternate universe?" Martha asked, before she could stop herself from, you know, throwing a hundred questions at a teenage girl. "I mean, is that what they said? And they said there's a way out? I mean, sorry, I know you said you just got here..." In fairness, she'd been taught that when thrown into a situation, asking questions of anyone who'd talk to you openly was the best gameplan and how you learned anything worth knowing.

After a moment, she noted to herself, brow furrowing a little, "If the rooms are free, I wonder what the catch is."