Sonja started as the voice sounded over the PA system. [i]Well, thanks for telling us what we already know.[/i] He frowned a bit at the reassurance that this wasn't a dream. Now that he thought of it, how could they be sure of something like that just by saying it, anyway? Shaking away the thought for the moment, he listened to the remaining instructions to the end. [color=a2d39c]"Well, at least we have somewhere to start now. I can't believe we're stuck in some kind of sick game like this...who just [i]takes[/i] memories?"[/color] 

At the older girl's suspicious comment, he sighed a little more disbelievingly. [color=a2d39c]"I know we're clearly in someone's weird comic book fantasy, but suspecting a bunch of other amnesiacs of siding with the enemy is a bit cliché, isn't it? Possible, but probably not useful or likely to be answered to immediately. At any rate, Arc's...surprisingly worded assertion is probably right. Might as well start searching..." [/color]

Walking over to an unoccupied wall, he began tapping on it with the back of his hand, hoping whatever occupied the walls as the voice had said wasn't some sort of trap. [color=a2d39c]"...Sorry, I forgot my name earlier. It's Sonja."[/color]