MARY
Mary Earle opened her mouth only to close it right after. She was trying not to gawk at her surroundings but she can't help it.
She noticed a funny smell hanging in the air. Unfortunately, she cannot decipher what it was. She would like to assume that it was the after-effects of whatever Marcus Zephanie had brewed, probably earlier or the other day, she can't really tell when he exactly did so. The smell was quite faint but it was there.
Everything around her was either white or transparent. It was eerily tidy and Mary felt uncertain as to why Marcus Zephanie had brought her in his laboratory. She shivered, several thoughts began racing across her mind.
'Dang,' she mentally cursed thinking of all the science fiction movies that made her heart thumped wildly in fear all of a sudden seeing that there was no one else around the laboratory except for her and Marcus Zephanie.
