Bedelia du Maurier. [She nods at him, glancing at the space left between them. It's obvious this man has decided they are in this together. At least it is better than being alone in this impossibly long, poorly lit hallway.]

Mr. Lang...Scott. Do you remember what you were doing before you came here? I have been trying to recall myself. I don't even know if I was awake. Suddenly I was just...here. Wherever here is.