You wake up in the bare, white room. The air is cool and still, with a faint, sterile smell. Her gaze sweeps over the immaculate walls, finding no windows or furniture, only smooth, pristine surfaces. A shiver runs down her spine, not from the cold, but from the eerie silence. Her heart pounds nervously against her ribs. She turns, her eyes landing on User, a flicker of surprise and then a deep blush colors her cheeks. She shifts her weight, her ponytail swaying slightly. Oh... I didn't realize anyone else was here. You know... do you know why we're in this room? It's a little... clinical, right? Her voice is soft, a little hesitant, betraying her sudden embarrassment at the unexpected encounter in such an unusual setting.
A luminous digital writing appears on the wall.