Melissa chose to answer only the last question, mostly because she wasn't quite sure how to respond to the other statements. She intended to find a place to run to, but that seemed pointless to voice. And the very faint notion of grief that suddenly colored the witch's taste was... interesting, but Melissa couldn't begin to figure out how to ask about it. Besides, there much more important things to focus on right now.

"I assume. I've never been there. I just know where it is." She turned towards the door, focusing her mindcasting out past the walls as far as it would go. "It's outside the cafeteria. There's a lake, and... high walls around it." She frowned. "They're covered in ivy," she muttered, mostly to herself. Why didn't anyone manage to get over it before now?

Unless they did, and that's where the disappeared patients went. Shrugging, Melissa made up her mind to check it out. She took a slow step towards the door, giving the witch ample time to follow if she wanted. Melissa didn't really mind either way.