Point-of-View: Petra Engel
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Hm...it's no use, I'm still getting nothing. I'm pretty sure I've mastered Thought Communication, I keep sending out connections without a problem, but so far, no links have been established.
How long have I been here, anyway? It's had to have been at least two weeks. It happened so suddenly, some of Eden's members showed up and brought us here one by one.
My new cell is a lot worse than the previous one, which is saying a lot...it smelled kinda musty in here, the walls weren't painted, the floor was untiled, and it there was a fair bit of dust, with spiderwebs all over the ceiling.
There was a dim, flickering light above, with a creaky ceiling fan that barely provided any ventilation whatsoever.
As for the bathroom...there wasn't one. There was a toilet seat in one corner of the room, and a shower with a drain in another corner...it's pretty much a prison cell in here.
