Hey, if you would like to join, please see the Institute of Gifted in the Miscellaneous Section! Lyric felt herself on a bed, one that wasn't hers. It was rather hard and didn't really even feel like a mattress. Her head was spinning, even though her eyes were closed. She sensed someone, or more, in her presence. She heard whispering, though she couldn't make out what they were saying. What was going on? She kept her eyes closed, trying to collect her thoughts and make out the whispers.