Might as well get started!

Partially just afraid of what would happen if Olivia stayed behind, she left out of the room and into the first hallway. The door opened smoothly, and she cautiously looked around.

It was a fairly normal looking place. Albeit a little claustrophobic, she could easily have had worse. It was far less blank than where she had woken up, bearing tacky forest colored wallpapers and old fashioned ceiling lights. It reminded her of her great grandmother's place in Scotland.

She tried to shove that thought out of her mind. She didn't like the idea of thinking about her old and dilapidated great grandmother and a sadistic sex lab in the same context. "I'm gonna sue whoever designed this place." She wanted to do many other things to them, but she'd start with the stuff that would give her money first.

The hallway acted as a three way intersection of sorts. The door she came from was in the middle, and either end held another door with a sign on it. One door had an outline of a book of some sort, while the other just had a simple mirror.