Snippet #2634430

"Um..." Richard Cree, more well known as Arcee, stared at the wall before him. He scratched his head and turned around, looking at the corridor. "Where am I?" he murmured, staring at the walls. "I don't think I've ever been here before..."

Arcee had been heading to his room, but he must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. He didn't recognise where he was at all. A bang resounded down the path, and Arcee jumped at the noise before stilling himself with a nervous chuckle. It was probably an experiment wanting out or something. It probably shouldn't though, considering the announcement that had started just a few seconds ago. taking a deep breath and exhaling, he began to walk, hopefully towards his room.

On the way, Arcee whistled, a soft and soothing tune that calmed the nerves of himself and whoever was listening to it. It helped him restrain from jumping at shadows or worrying about where GNS-088 was. A few minutes later, he gave a mental sigh of relief at the sight of a familiar looking stain on the wall. Good, he was near the elevator. He knew where to go from there... probably. He hadn't really taken the route to remember it so well. Arcee could hear someone too, yelling something about the elevator being broken. Hadn't he heard the announcement? Halting his whistling, he sped up and half-ran, half-walked around the corner.

Someone was standing near the elevator, looking up at what Arcee knew to be the guard screen. He looked to be a guard, which made it even odder that he hadn't been listening to the announcement. Eyebrows creased with worry, Arcee walked over to the guy.

"Um, excuse me?" He called out, a friendly smile on his face. It was a guard, sure, but maybe if he was helpful the guard would tell him how to go back to his room. "I don't think the elevator's going to work. But if you have a problem, maybe I can help out?"