The girl peeking out the window had her eyes dead set on William, and if he had to bet, he was more scared than her.

    “H-h.ello” he muttered with a tone loud enough for her to hear, but not loud enough to scare her.

    He waited for a few seconds but the girl kept quiet.

    “Hello” he repeated himself, but this time in a more secure and clear tone. The girl was probably scared, he needed to show security and confidence in his voice even if he didn´t have them himself.

    “Hello” she replied instantly while shaking her head.

    Her voice wasn´t the one of a child, but the one of an adult.

    “Where are we?” she followed before William could say anything.

    "I don´t know" William tried to remember but the pain went through his body like a needle penetrating the skin, his headache made a faint to come back, but disappeared shortly after.

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    "It´s ok" the girl answered seeing as William was making a painful face.

    The girl, now standing next to him wasn´t taller than five feet and appeared to be no older than eighteen. She had short black hair and black eyes, her face was beautiful as the one of a doll but she was a child nonetheless.

    She was wearing a simple but pretty one piece black dress with little to no ornamentation with a skirt that went as low as her ankles. Her skin was as white as the milk and seemed as soft as bread which made her look like she was twelve or so.

    The study of the girl´s clothes made a thought wake up in his mind.

    “What am I wearing?”

    He had to look himself up to notice he was wearing a pretty classy bluish suit with a red tie beautifully ornamented. He hoped his outfit would bring back some of his memories but it didn´t happen.

    “Do you know where ar..” William tried to ask.

    “No” the girl interrupted him while thoroughly inspecting the hall.

    “Are there people in the others… cubicles?”

    “I don´t know” William answered.

    The girl passed of him and stopped right in front of the door, then pressed her hand to it but to no avail.

    “H-B-K-Q-P-P-P-P” she read out loud.

    She stood there for a few seconds, looking at the door and then raised her head up to see the clock.

    While doing so, William could tell she was left petrified, as if something suddenly and deeply scared her.

    “What happens? Is there something weird with the clock?” asked William

    “It´s not a clock, it´s a countdown.”