FissionMailed

[The walls all seem very familiar to her, but she is sure that she cannot take in all the research of every single room she comes across. The white seems as if it never ends for her, extending to the corridors as if it was the end of the movie, when the reel shows the screen to be nothing but blank white.

Jane Clark now sits in the lobby, one leg crossed over the other, a journal in her lap. Her pen taps against her knee, eyes focused more on the papers with the fine writing placed in front of her.]

This place has far too much to properly research.

[The fluorescent light blares down, making her eyes feel a bit tired. They continue to remain focused on the journal.]

[Dr. Clark is standing in the middle of the hallway, confused as to where she is. Just a moment ago, she was in her laboratory, but now?

She looks to the left, then to the right, and then slightly frowns.]

Odd.

((since chat was requesting for her! and because saph never uses her dr. clark. /STARES))