[For a short moment, the video isn't focused. It's a house, a normal one by Norfinbury's standards. And then a face comes into view, tired, the eyes still showing the early panic that waking up here brought up.

Claire spent most of her day reading the guides, looking through the house she woke up in, and try not to lose her freaking mind. She was supposed to go to Florida, not freaking Alaska. At least the house she's in furnished her with a meat mallet. From what she gathers, she might need to defend herself. And she was able to orient herself pretty easily, thanks to the nearby park.

Whoever this @Admin is, they've taken most of her supply bags. She's only left with the bandages, and some antiseptic. Not much to help anyone, she'll have to heavily ration it.]

Hello, my name is Claire. I woke up here this morning. So, hi. [She sighs, dropping her head.]

Anyway, if anyone needs some medical help that doesn't require a doctor, I'm a nurse, and I've got these on my hands. [She holds up her bandages to the camera. Maybe someone's got a wound that needs to be kept clean.]

Does anyone have needle and thread they could spare? I saw in the guide some of you specialize in sewing clothing, which is pretty important around here I imagine, but stitching up wounds is kind of my specialty, especially on vigilantes.

[Considering what she's read so far, the Black Window and Hawkeye and Iron Man and the Batman around, some of them with their identities out in the open, there isn't much reason for her to keep to herself her connections with one of them.

The one that apparently also landed in Norfinbury very recently, having posted just above her. She'll have to hit him up, when she's not so wrapped up in everything. She still needs to parse the whole alternate universes thing.]

Let me know what needs to be done and where I can be helpful. I've got stuff to do back home.