Elijah made his way through the halls. On his way there, he made sure to avoid the others, and after a few seconds, he reached his room. It was a one-bedroom space, yet it had a small living room space.
Elijah closed the door behind him and then collapsed on a small couch. "When was this here?" Elijah asked himself; he sighed and then brushed off the question. 'Hey, you going insane yet?' Otto inquired. Elijah chuckled, then answered in a whispered tone. "hah…no, nothing seems to be off." Elijah looked at his light-toned fingers, which had small cuts, followed by his arms, which had small cuts. He got off the couch and went to his room; a full-body mirror was behind the door.