Like talking to a wall (TTW with room 5)

Her newest roommate was asleep. He wasn't very talkative. But at least she had someone new to talk to, unlike her last two experiences. She had been so scared until they went to the mausoleum. Even then, she had been scared, but at least she hadn't been alone. That was her biggest fear, is waking up, finding out she was the last or she was completely alone with everyone who had died. She shuddered. Why hadn't anyone come looking yet?

She perked up when she heard someone talking. She rolled over before going over to the wall where she heard the knock. The voice sounded familiar. Someone she knew. She glanced over her shoulder at her roommate. Still out. So she would have some time to talk.

"Hello? Who's there?" she called.

    – Kida? He instantly responded, surprised.

He glanced at the wall on the other side of the room. He could have sworn... Why... ? True, he also had been moved from a room to another before, but... The idea of the woman being moved from one side of his room to another just sounded... silly, for some reason.

Or maybe, she'd always been on this side of the room. Maybe his head was losing track of simple concepts like directions and sides.

Christopher looked down at his hands. A few days ago, they'd started shaking at random. They were calm for now, but he wasn't sure how much longer he could go untreated. For all he knew, Kida wasn't even there. Until the garden's event, he had even started considering that she might have always been a product of his imagination (after all, she, or her voice, had only appeared to him when he was alone); but Dimitri and the others saw her too, so that was out of the question. But this, now, could still be fake. Yet, it was still better than nothing.

    – This... is Christopher. I'm glad to see you're still fine... and to hear your voice... – he made himself more comfortable on the bed, trying not to touch the unconscious woman still lying there. He wasn't faking. Even if he knew she sometimes got scared too, for some reason, she had a soothing effect on him. She'd been his first human contact in this place, and seeing or hearing a familiar person always calmed him down a little. And at least, she was nice and comforting. – … Any better luck with your new roommate?

Both of their roomies had been found dead in the mausoleum. His latest room buddy seemed to be going the same route. Hopefully, Kida wasn't going through the same experience, again.

"I'm glad you're still here." she said.

She was glad to have a friendly face, or rather voice, someone she knew she could trust. Unlike her roommate. She already knew the man was prone to rash action and threat of violence. He tried to kill the bald man. Granted, he had been scared and confused, but he had been close to actually doing it. He was just lucky that others had stepped in to stop him. She only hoped that he would not try to hurt her. She was a little afraid of her roommate. The man could very well lash out and try to end her as well.

"My new roommate was at the garden event. He... tried to kill someone," Kida whispered.

Knowing that Christopher was nearby did take an edge off her nerves, even if he wouldn't be able to do anything if her roommate decided to try to hurt her. Would their captor step in? Probably not. They most likely would watch from the cameras and just take the body down to the mausoleum with all of the others. She would be dumped like a useless toy.

"What about you? Is your roommate okay?"

    – You mean the tall man who made such a fuss in the beginning?

Now, that wasn't good news. Christopher had been unconscious for most of that “situation”, but he'd still been awake enough to realise that someone had kidnapped someone else and had threatened to kill him, just to give up after others had stepped in. He hadn't been any more trouble after that, mostly standing around shyly unsure of what to do, until he'd tried to make contact with Celia, who had ended up rejecting him. All in all, it mostly looked like he'd been afraid and confused, and not really violent per se; but still, he seemed prone to extreme reactions if his nerves were pushed too far, and, considering the kind of place they were in, that couldn't be a good thing.

    – Has he... hurt you, in any way? Did he do anything to you? – he didn't bother trying to hide the concern in his voice. He'd never met the woman who had kidnapped them, but one thing she'd made clear is that they shouldn't count on her for help. If that man attacked her, Kida was on her own; and for what he could remember, he appeared way bigger and stronger than her. She wouldn't stand a chance.

He almost felt bad answering her question. True, his situation wasn't ideal either, but at least a possibly dead roommate couldn't hurt him.

    – She's, well... she's unconscious. She hasn't moved since we're here. I'm afraid she might end up like our past roommates.

Buried in a stone casket with a bunch of other random victims with just as much luck. Christopher took a deep breath and sighed loudly. He didn't want to think he was sharing his room and bed with a future corpse AGAIN. But it seemed to be the case.