WLV: Zoe

"No way," Zoe said, talking to no one in particular. "Not going to happen. I want to talk to someone," she muttered. She began to pace. She'd blacked out for a moment, and when she came to, she had discarded all of her goth stuff and was dressed in a blouse and long skirt...her hair neatly tied up. She looked at her watch. "Name, Maureen Shepherd. Age: 29. Occupation: Teacher. No fucking way..." She couldn't be a teacher...or an old person. On the other hand, no one could tell her what to do but herself now...or the people who ran this place.