Ivory's eyes shot up when she heard the voice closer, she tilted her head, did she hear someone? She didn't see anyone..maybe it was her mind playing tricks on her. For a moment she just stared at nothing, unsure if she should trust someone she didn't know, but someone was better than no one in Ivory's opinion, at least in this situation. "H-hi, I'm Ivory..what is your name?" The question came out forced, her voice was strained from all her screaming previously. She looked over the empty room, other than herself that is, taking in that she was losing her mind, trying to converse with nothing. She seemed to be pretty good at talking to nonexsistant people, almost expert. She was sure she got bullied before about it, why else would she hate herself so much when she was about to cry? She couldn't remember her past, but she assumed a few things, based on how she reacted towards others and situations, "Do..you have any idea where we are?" she asked curiously. She didn't hear the voice again.. Not even muffled like before.. She forced herself to her feet, offering her pale hand for a handshake, "Pardon my rudeness.. I can't remember much of anything, so excuse my manners.." she smiled nervously, unsure if she offended her new....imaginary friend? You're making a bad impression, shut up you idiot. She shook her head, looking up for the first time. No ceiling? This is quite a peculiar set up for a building. It's huge.. who lives here?