((Not much happened. People just woke up and got untied. Adalyn found a tape recorder that said they had to find the thing they had in common. You could have your characters wake up, I guess. =]))

Igarov Leonid
Igarov listened to the tape recorder with a frown on his face. What kind of sick joke was this? He looked up at the two girls. What could he have in common with those girls? Well, there had to be something, he supposed...
He sighed deeply and crossed his legs, leaning forwards slightly and listening half to what the other girl -apparently called Adalyn- said. His parents? Oh, yeah. "Mm, mine are alive.." He muttered. Soo, did that mean that that couldn't be it? Ugh.
His onyx eyes darted to the ground absently as he continued listening.
He cringed a little at the subject. He hadn't killed someone, but he had sent someone to the hospital in critical condition after beating him up. He still regretted doing so.
"Maybe.. Maybe we should just tell the things we've done." He said. It was a bad idea, perhaps time-consuming. But he couldn't think of anything else.. "We ought to find something we have in common, da?"
Igarov held his hand in front of his mouth, and muttered a 'sorry'. He really had to stop throwing Russian in his sentences.