The next morning, there was a knock at the door.
Prism sat up with a start. For a moment, she didn't remember where she was. Then, the events of the previous night came back to her.
She was in bed in the safe room, and had changed out of her costume, wearing the standard night clothes each room supplied.
A moment later, there was another knock at the door, a little quieter than before.
“Miss Prism?” a male voice asked quietly. “Are you up?”
“I'm up,” she answered as she scrambled out of bed. “Just... one minute.”
“Of course,” the man replied, patiently.
After changing back into her hero suit, Prism pressed the window button on the console by the front door, and the man's face appeared on screen. He had a round face, a neatly