Hostages

[ Though you were in the elevator just moments before, when the lights were cut your vision went dark and you woke up somewhere else. Your body is in a good bit of distress, and if you think back you remember how you got there: like a story someone else told you recently, your memories relate it back to you. You know it, but it's not your problem. Not yet.

Unless you can't get someone to save you in time, and then it doesn't matter whose story this was originally, before they wrote you in. You're going to be the one suffering the consequences, because that's your body there, hanging in the balance. But your mind is still in this liminal state, and you can reach back and send your unitmates messages-- sort of. Dreams aren't the most reliable of messengers, but they're all you have to work with, as time is paused and your body is paralyzed, three threats breathing down your neck. ]