"Yeah, everything here is starting to seem like some sort of weird test."

"It would be really nice if we could figure out what they're testing us for," Rex grumbles quietly. "Intelligence?"

"...I'm getting a little stuck on the infant intensive care unit," Tamaris admits, chewing on her lip slightly. "I mean, unless they know something we don't about our current states of being, or are intending for us to..." She waves a hand.

"Number not recognised," Joss announces as she moves back to them. "So. Either I screwed up building this, or they're wherever we are and equally lacking in signal. Okay. We've reconned somewhat, decided this is the world's creepiest mall, you said there were bikes? Do we want to see if we can get anywhere with them or... Did we see a TV anywhere? I dunno, just, remembering horror films, TVs tend to end up giving you information?"

"Well, we kinda skipped two rooms on that level upstairs in our rush to finish checking out the area. Alternatively, they do tend to sell TVs in some stores that appear in malls."

"Or, we can acquire a TV, I can carry it back up the ramps, and we can then investigate the other two rooms?" Rex suggests. "Means we're not tracking back and forward? And I'm pretty good at heavy lifting if we can't get any information off the TVs in the store?"

"TVs aren't very useful if there isn't anywhere to plug them in. I don't remember seeing a cable hookup anywhere."

"I don't remember seeing any either."

Joss swears, because she doesn't remember that anywhere either. "This place just keeps getting weirder. Screw it, let's go see if those two rooms have answers, and then see if the computers have internet." She starts to stalk off, makes it to the door of the shop, and then stops, taking a deep breath, and looking back to see if the others are following.

Alice at least is following.

Zahn takes one last look around the store but he also follows.

Rex has been following basically on Joss' heels and tilts his head quizzically when she stops.

Tamaris is following a bit slower, and doesn't bother stopping when Joss does, stepping around her to exit the shop.

Joss starts moving again, and heads back for the upper levels and the rooms they'd forgotten to look at.

Conveniently, the first of the two room is a TV room.

"Am I just paranoid or does this seem too convenient?" Joss asks - she looks noticeably on edge, one hand tapping her thigh restlessly, the fingers of the other hooked into the back waistband of her jeans.

"You're being paranoid, pet," Tamaris says with a surprising amount of ease. "Even if this place could rearrange itself to throw us off, I suspect they would really rather use it for things other than creating a TV room. Besides which, technical or magical, I reckon your gut would sense a change like this."

Rex meanwhile has gone to see if the TVs can in fact be turned on, he looks back. "Can't guarantee that," he points out. "We really don't know what's going on here yet."

There's a remote next to the Television on a small table. When the on button is pressed, the television turns on showing CNN with its typical early evening coverage.

"Well, that's anticlimactic."

"Peppa Pig would be worse," Rex says with a shudder of someone who knows that from painful experience.

Is there anything actually interesting on the news, or should he start flipping channels to see if they can find something more informative?

The news from Earth is pretty generic scandal of the moment stuff, If Rex is the sort to watch CNN at odd hours of the day on Earth he might be interested but otherwise no. Flipping channels won't reveal much besides that whatever this place is it's getting premium channels like HBO.

"Well. This feels like a bust," Rex sighs. (There's a rather distinct impression of a drooping tail.)

"But at least we won't be bored," Tamaris says, obviously trying to look on the bright side.

"Let's go look in the other room, I doubt it has any more answers. But I at least want to know we've covered everything."

"We can also check the news tomorrow. Maybe there'll be a story about all the partygoers going missing."