She hesitates, then ducks her head. "I don't know. Sorry, I guess it doesn't matter."

Getting out is what matters, much as she'd like to know what's going on.

"...Where I was before, I got out of the school by following clues. Maybe that's what led me here."

She suddenly remembers Wei's journal tucked into the waistband of her skirt. She grabs it and starts flipping through the pages. Past the leaflets about the lingered, past the sketch of the teeth-dice, and past the blood print of the I-Ching. But no, she can't find anything specific to this new place. She lands on a fresh sheet of paper.

"Maybe if we find more, we can get out of here. Did you see any paper anywhere? Or keys?"