[Akane is frowning, puzzled, around at the room and than at the door and the hallway beyond. There were puzzles to solve last time. Maybe this really is different. But if it is, then why...? She looks up at the camera in the corner, and then down again at the second numbered bracelet weighing down her wrist.]

Maybe.

[The word is quiet, hesitant.]

But...

[There's some windows and doors covered with bolted metal plates even here, it seems like. She bites her lip when she sees them, and then watches as her roommate, apparently, fiddles with the bracelet.]

Where I was before... when they put this... the um, the other bracelet on me.... They....

[She takes a breath, because this is definitely upsetting.]

If it's the same, you can't take it off. Not while your heart is still beating.