Snippet #2551862

Screaming was one thing that Alyssa absolutely despised, yet deep in her unconscious state, she could hear a female shouting. Her eyes were slowly slipping open by the time the shouter had reached her location and as the woman screamed into her ear, the redhead hissed and recoiled back against the wheelchair, trying to figure out where she was and who had been yelling at her. Glancing up at the stranger, Alyssa shook her head before gazing down at the strip of dress that was now in her lap. The last thing she remembered was having water dumped over her head, so she must’ve passed out at one point or another. Coughing up some water that had remained where it wasn’t supposed to be, she leaned off to the side with a groan.

“…Hi? I’m Alyssa… Alyssa Callahan…” She used the strip of the dress to dry off her long crimson locks before releasing a deep sigh and slipping out of the wheelchair. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Bertha and shot the pig-woman a look before returning her attention towards the woman that seemed a bit off about things. Taking a moment to peer around at the others in the room, she realized there was at least one new person she didn’t remember seeing, but since she primarily kept to herself, she really didn’t know anyone.

“I’m going to get out of here… I’ve had enough.” She muttered softly under her breath, her eyes glaring over at the staff.