Melissa decided not to respond quickly, as she opened the boxes nearest to her. "There could be cameras, and I'd rather think that it was kidnappers instead of some. . . weird paranormal stuff. It would make more sense. I also think that, for now at least, we should stay in the main room. We don't know what wild animals there are in here that could kill us. And, if you could, please be respectful of other's personal space." She sighed, opening the crate and hoping to find something useful. Despite how apathetic she looked, she was quite worried of what could be in there. Steeling her nerves she barely peeks her head in, hoping nothing jumps at her face, and finds a few water bottles. "Well, that's good. I've found water bottles!"

Sitting up blearly, Emhry groaned, holding a hand up to their forehead where a pulsing pain was starting to recede. Last thing he remembered was a friend agreeing to let him crash at theirs for a week or so. They'd only just started moving his very few personal belongings.

Looking around however, revealed some sort of...warehouse? They started to get up, but upon noticing people in various states of alertness stopped. What on earth was going on? "Hey, if Lexie paid yall to knock me out and then drag me here, haha very funny joke but can you tell her she could've just asked me to buy her a drink next time?"

Lyra watches the others from her corner. She has no desire to interact with them, they could be murderers, for all she knows. Instead, she quietly inspects the boxes around her, looking for anything useful. Maybe some food. She could go for a burger.

Jasper attempts to throw the box, but it's too heavy for him.
"Yeah, I think we're going to need a pickaxe. Wonder what's inside."
He wonders about this whole place, really, and he's almost sure that everyone else does too. He tries his best to recall what happened that led to him being here, but it's fuzzy. He went to bed, slept, and woke up... here. He wonders how everyone else got here. He doesn't even know their names, and makes a mental note to ask everyone later.

"Well. . . If or when we get out of this warehouse, you can tell Lexie that it isn't a funny joke for any of us, either. I'd rather believe it's kidnapping, but to find an exit we'd have to go down those halls, and it's better not to split up in our current situation." She looked at the box the white-haired girl was carrying. "You could throw it on the floor? It is cement, after all. And I don't think any of us woke up with any tools. Maybe we could stack some of the crates like stairs to get a higher vantage point to drop it from?" Melissa realized that she didn't know anyone else's name here. And neither did they know hers. Perhaps I should speak first, maybe it'll give the others some confidence to do the same. . . "My name's Melissa, by the way."

"Reni, they/them, get it right," Reni calls out. "Did someone say they found water? If it's not opened, I wouldn't mind one...if you don't mind..." They flinch as the crate being thrown hits the floor again. "...also don't they usually put kidnapped people in a room and not the main area of a building?"

"Maybe it's a test. That vantage point idea sounds good," Kieren comments. He's poking around, looking for anything that he could open with his bare hands. Warehouses tend to have like cardboard boxes of stuff, right? Or at least that's what he vaguely remembers from watching people in bulk stores. Or did they come in crates, he honestly doesn't know. He deals with birds, not retail. Though... "Hey, if this is a warehouse then shouldn't there be like, stuff to open and move stuff? Why are there, like, no forklifts in sight?"

(sorry y'all, weekend was r o u g h)

Kieren turned to see what had been found and inmediately decided he didn't want to go bear....whatever it was. Just in case. "Are you sure it's not flamable?" He questioend. He was not at all qualified to deal with like, a gasoline explosion. Or somwthing. Wait did they even come in cans like that? Maybe he was overthinking, but then again he wasn't exactly a knowledgeable source kn cans. Didn't people store food in cans too?

"Ooh, sloshy. What exactly is in there?" Reni asked while Kieren had a crisis where he aas standing. "Should we open it? Or keep looking?" They poked at the nearest crate. "....do all of these have different things in them?"