Fourth Floor Common Room, Thursday morning

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Ami was taking it easy. And trying to figure out if anything from what she remembered is important. There was the map she saw on the wall of the corridor she was being dragged through.

Getting a piece of paper form her bag, she sat down on the couch and started sketching what she remembered of it.

[ooc: open, duh. come, ask about aliens :)]