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located in Winterborne Asylum, a part of Winterborne, one of the many universes on RPG.

Winterborne Asylum

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Character Portrait: Nyla La'Rouge Character Portrait: Ryley Spicer
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Hailee laughed loudly. "I don't know why you continue to humor him. None of the medication he's giving you ever helps..but then, if it ever did..I think that I'd miss our talks." Ryley laughed at this lightly. "I think that I'd miss you too, Hailee. Don't worry, though. I doubt anything would ever make you all go away." He remained sitting there with his friend for what seemed a long time. Suddenly, Parker appeared and looked quite bothered by something. "Parker? What's wrong?"

“Ry, Nyla’s in trouble. I can feel it. She’s in the cemetery. Please, you have to go after her.” Ryley could see that this meant a lot to his friend. Regardless of how little he liked the woman, he simply could not ignore his friend's request. He sighed softly and then rose from his seat. "I'll go check on her for you. Wait here with Hailee and I'll be back in a minute. You're probably just being paranoid."

Ryley didn't think that there was anything to worry about. However, he didn't like seeing his friend so worried. Ryley made his way back towards the cemetery and quickly slipped out of the recreational area. The moment his feet touch the ground, everything around him changed. No longer was he seeing the familiar grounds of Winterbrone, but a place that he'd never seen before. For a long moment, Ryley simply remained standing still, his eyes looking about him. This was definitely new. After spending a long moment, he came to realize that he was in some sort of maze.

He sighed heavily. He'd never been good with things like this. He decided that he still needed to move. Standing still would help with nothing. He began walking, taking random turns every once in a while. He had no idea what was going on..but clung to the thought that he still needed to find Nyla.

How long he walked about the maze, Ryley had no idea. The only thing he knew was that he had no idea where he was going or how to get out of the maze. He was quickly growing impatient and frustrated. He had begun running into dead ends..one right after another. At last, he stopped moving. He felt as if he'd been running around for such a long time. He wanted out of this place. "Parker?! Hailee?!" He yelled, hoping that his friends could still hear him and come to help. However, they did not appear. This was something that was quite unusual. Anytime that Ryley ever called for them, they came. Why, then, was this time different. "Come on guys! I'm tired of this game!"

Ryley sighed once again. They still did not come. He was beginning to worry. He didn't like not being able to see or hear his friends. What if Markham's medications were beginning to work? What if he never saw them again? Ryley knew that he would refuse to take the medications if he decided that was what was going on.