"Kana, theres no doors." Kyaki deadpannded from her place right in front of the other for the umpteenth time. It was her ritual--stomp on the dark carpeted floor, knock on the off-white walls, and return to her place to repeat herself, sometimes with variations of 'there's no windows' or 'there's no way out'.
She repeated her search twice more before returning to the center of the decently sized room, and flopping down. "Kaaaaanaaaa-chan, there's no way out and you don't have your weapons and I'm hungry and..." She let out a sigh of frustration and crossed her arms like a child holding a temper tantrum, though she managed to sound more serious than she looked when she spoke. "God, this is such bullshit. If theres an entrance to a fucking room then there's obviously got to be a way out." But, sadly they'd not seen the entrance. They woke up in a room. Trapped. Just like...
She flipped, then, springing to her feet with a look of pure terror.
"GYAAAH, KANA-CHAN, ITS JUST LIKE THAT MOVIE! SOON THERE'S GONNA BE A MESSAGE ON THE TELEVISION SAYING THAT SOME CREAPY OLD FREAK'S BEEN STALKING US AND WE DONT VALUE LIFE OR NOTHING AND I REALLY DO VALUE MY LIFE AND--" She continued, much to Kana's annoyance; letting Kyaki see Saw had been the single worst idea ever.