"Where am I?"

You ask her curiously.

She lets out a little giggle, remaining bent over as she occupies herself with dusting the dresser. When she's finished, she stands up and smiles at you. "Do you really not know, Miss Maria?"

"Yeah, I... I can't remember anything. I especially don't remember coming to this place." You say, continuing with, "I mean, as you work here, do you know what this place is? Where it is and such..."

Jane looks away and goes silent. Extremely slowly, she turns to you and looks down. She gulps as she responds. "I'm not supposed to tell the users... This place is not supposed to be known about, okay? Just... just get on with your day."

"But I don't have a day! I don't even know where the fuck I a-" As you object, she quickly hurries out into the hallway, her footsteps soon fading away.

Confused, you sit on the bed and look to the window. Wherever you were, maybe it'd be for the best if you'd escaped.