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03:51 AM

Nixie had remained quiet, sitting in her chair, hugging herself. She felt so, used. The worst part was that she recalled all of it. She knew she was being hypnotized the moment it began to happen, but by then it was too late. Weren't people not supposed to remember that kind of thing?

She'd not known exactly what had happened, why he was in her head to begin with, just that he was definitely in there. And it had hurt. Increasingly so as time passed, but there was nothing she could do about it. Somehow she was left with a feeling like, he'd been in her life for a very long time, the whole time maybe.

That's what happened when he entered someone's mind, leaving bits of himself throughout their memories, though nothing solid enough like an actually memory. She felt that he had somehow seen so much more of her than she even knew of herself. And he had.

Suddenly the metal door slid open and Smith stepped in. He explained that the tour was over, and that it had gone well. He was told to escort Nixie back to the first floor, and she followed him out the door, letting her hair fall over her eye and refusing to look at Dr. Greenwich, who's eyes she could practically feel burning through her.

What had he learned while probing around her mind? Nixie shuddered as the metal door slid closed behind them. She followed Smith down the long corridors until the reached the stairs to the first level. He pressed in a code, held his finger over a pad, and a red light scanned his eye. The door opened and he stepped aside.

Nixie climbed the stairs and exited the basement, trying to keep her distance as she passed Smith. When she was out, she turned around, but the door was already closed. She glanced around. What time was it? Had the other captives finished dinner? What of Caleb and Corynn?

She regretted missing the tour, but better her than Caleb or Corynn. She sighed. It should have been Caleb. But Nixie took the blame for the window, saying she didn't know what was happening to her, and that she couldn't control it. She shook her head, the headache nearly gone thanks to the Advil. Which was strange. Nixie had frequent migraines and Advil never worked.

Little did Nixie know that the pills weren't Advil at all. It had been stupid of her to trust Greenwich at all. The pills would merely dull her powers though, for a short period of time. So really, not much harm done.

Wanting to know the levels of LTB, Nixie assumed she'd have to figure things out on her own. What better time to figure than now? Not like she'd be able to sleep or anything. Today super sucked. She moved around the staircase and into the hall, bumping into someone who was walking backwards down the hall, or dancing, she wasn't sure.

She jumped from the unexpectedness of it. "I'm sorry!" she exclaimed, "I didn't see you- my mind is just, somewhere else..." she tried to explain. Who's wasn't here at LTB though, amiright? Peering up from around her bangs, Nixie noticed a head of black wispy hair, a little crazy, and blood red eyes that seemed to have no pupil.

Shock probably showed on her face, since she'd never seen someone with eyes like those. Were they contacts? He was actually quite handsome, in a cheesy vampire movie kind of way. But was that, blood on him? "You've got red on you..." she said meekly, pointing it out. It probably wasn't, probably just juice, or something. Right?

At this point, Nixie would have no reason not to trust the others held captive here, and she had already mucked up the only two friendships she was likely to make. Nixie wasn't a friend maker. She was weird, and awkward, and she made awful first impressions, kind of like she was doing right now.