- Got lost in a rainstorm and took cover with these people
- You hid in an unfamiliar room and the door didn't open the same way twice
- Followed a familiar road you've walked a thousand times but instead it led you to a crossroad, each from a different one and none leading back the way you came
- You were all dreaming of this place but the dream never ends
- Got lost in the fog and groped into one another
- Your boat was wrecked and here you all are, each a separate castaway
Your motivation is that you have nowhere else to go. You trust these people, you are each your only constant and destination.