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((Please look at the first post, the title post, to find a small list of NPC's and places just above the rules. Anyone can use and control the NPC's at any time.

Also, sorry for the large first post, I wanted to set the scene so everyone knew how to start! Your first experience should be something like this one, so you don't have to go into such great detail and can start wherever you'd like!

Your posts do not have to be so long. Two small paragraphs are acceptable. But remember, no one liners.))

It was eight o'clock in the morning when Nixie exited the airport doors, stepping out onto the large waiting-walk crowded with people waiting for taxi cabs. Her dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail, and side bangs fell over her right eye. She wore a fitted leather jacket over jeans and converse, and had a backpack slung over one shoulder.

Light blue, almost grey eyes spotted a red-headed man in a black suit and sunglasses holding a sign that read, 'N. Roth'. Well, that was her. She made her way through the crowd. "I'm Nixie," she said with a friendly smile. "Smith," he responded simply, without returning the smile. He turned away from her immediately, to open her backseat car door. "Okay," she whispered with an eyebrow raise.

Nixie climbed into the black town car uncomfortably. Suddenly she was feeling anxious. But that was typical Nixie, and one of the reasons she was going to the study. For her incredibly and sometimes debilitating anxiety and fear of small/enclosed places. She bit onto her full lower lip and started wringing the strap of her back pack.

The car ride to LTB was long, and silent. She'd received a phone call yesterday morning informing her that there had been quite a response in folks entering the study, and in order to be able to pick everyone up, they'd asked her to come a day early. It was no problem for Nixie, and they'd informed her that an extra day, meant an extra $500.

As the car pulled up to the large place she assumed to be LTB, Nixie stared in awe. The place was huge, like some kind of estate, or college. It didn't look anything like she'd expected. She'd expected a building in the city with, well, small spaces.

Smith opened her door once again and Nixie climbed out, following him up a set of stone stairs to the doors of LTB, which promptly opened. She adjusted her backpack nervously. Smith wasn't much of a talker. She followed him up more stairs, to the second level of the large mansion of sorts, where the bedrooms were located. Finally, Smith decided to fill her in.

"The first floor has the kitchen, dining room, living area, library and other amenities on one side, and community bathrooms, showers and spa on the other side. The second level, this level, are the bedrooms. The third level has the gym, and other training areas. The basement is off limits."

Nixie nodded, too nervous to catch that part about training. As they neared the door to Nixie's room, they met a woman standing there, waiting. "I'm Dr. Heyman," she said in a disinterested voice. She must be tired of doing this everyday. The doctor looked down at a clipboard. "Nixie Roth," she said.

Nixie nodded. "Here," the doctor said, handing her a small cup. Nixie took it and looked inside. There were two small white pills. Before she could question them, the doctor continued. "This is a study," she said. "You have to take the pills to help your anxiety and claustrophobia. In an hour, we'll test you to see if they've worked."

The doctor's expression never changed and always seemed so disinterested. Nixie believed her every word though, she was a doctor after all. Nixie put the cup to her lips and took the pills easily. It wasn't the first time she'd taken medications for her illnesses. She handed the cup back.

"Good," the doctor said, finally smiling. "Here," she said, turning the clipboard around and handing Nixie a pen. "Sign here, releasing us of liabilities." Nixie signed her name without reading a word, thus signing her life away unknowingly. As she got to the last letter of her name, the clipboard doubled.

Nixie frowned. She tried to look at the letters, but they started jumbling around the page. She suddenly became dizzy. She couldn't focus, and she looked up at the doctor. "I- I feel, really dizzy..." she said. It felt like someone was pulling a rug out from under her. Gravity worked, and her body suddenly weighed a thousand pounds.

She reached out for Smith, but her fingers grasped nothing. Her heart was racing. What was happening!? The thinly carpeted floor came up to meet her. She rolled onto her back in time to see the halls spinning. There were people around, a lot of people. Were they holding weapons? Had they been there the whole time?

Another white-coat appeared, and words were exchanged between doctors. The last thing Nixie would remember was laughter. But why? Hands were grabbing at her, lifting her off the floor. "Get her to the experimentation lab," she heard. The words were slow and deep, sounding far away, distorted. A blackness closed in, and Nixie blacked out.