Extend the Story - Add a Room

Rebecca opened the book, already anticipating the shift she was certain would occur. So as not to let her down, it happened. She heard the ::POP:: and when she looked around she was in a fancy palace. The palace was very lovely, except that it echoed with shrill screams that made Becca cover her ears. Rebecca walked toward the sounds, but was quickly over run by a maid.

There was talk on the other side of the door the maid had entered, and Rebecca could just make it out. The screams were coming from a human child who was ripping fur out of a soft white rabbit while she yelled. There seemed to be adults attempting to cajole the child. A man and woman sat in a place of power overlooking the scene.

Rebecca noticed that the only person not speaking in coaxing tones was a very old woman with a large black cloak. She noted also that while the man and woman, presumably king and queen of the castle were very regal in their apparel, the woman was regal from the inside out. She stepped back when the woman met her eye.

The rabbit finally squirmed free of the girl's grasp, and raced toward the door and into Becca's waiting arms. At first it struggled, but realizing she did not intend to hurt it, the rabbit became soothed. Rebecca watched at a safe distance, unable to make out the words being exchanged. The king and queen became irate, faces red they pointed to the door. The woman in the cloak walked toward the door, and then out into the hallway. Rebecca scurried behind a column, but the woman paid her little mind.

The woman sat on a bench and took a death breath, perhaps to repair her bruised dignity, then she stood up. The wretched girl that had so damaged the rabbit came racing out, and Rebecca thought she saw the girl disappear into the woman's cloak. Rebecca followed them out the door and past the palace guards. No one seemed to see her save the woman in her cloak.

It was very dark before the woman opened her coat and let the girl tumble out. Rebecca had never seen such a small girl get so extremely angry. The girls struck at the old woman, using all of her weight. Rebecca didn't like seeing this. She waited for the woman to react, and so did the girl, but the woman simply looked at the girl. After a moment of eyeing one another the woman walked away, and not wishing to be left with the little beastly girl, Rebecca followed along.

The moon shone brightly overhead, and Rebecca could almost enjoy walking along the wooded path if it weren't for the girl's screams breaking the quiet of the night. Rebecca wished the woman would tell her to be quiet, and considered telling her herself. Finally they reached a house, lonely in a clearing. If it had a door, Rebecca couldn't see it, and certainly the girl was incapable of seeing it either though she might if she would pay attention. The woman walked around the house and vanished while Rebecca wasn't paying attention.

This made the girl more irate than ever she insisted to the moon that she was a princess. Rebecca decided to block her out. She was on the side of the kidnapper in this case if the kidnapper could change the girl to something better. The girl kicked at the house, and then ran around it. Rebecca decided she would follow if the girl seemed to find a door. When the girl rounded the house a third time, Rebecca wondered if there was any way in.

The girl dissolved into tears, that were broken only once by a howl far in the distance. A wolf was announcing his or her presence to those foolish enough to be lost in the night. The girl suddenly became some semblance of normal, and began banging on the exterior pleading for help. Real fear was in her voice, and she even said that she was sorry. Panic does that to a person Rebecca thought idly.

Rebecca saw a door appear in the side of the house, and the woman opened it to let the girl in. She would have stayed to see more, to find out if the woman ever fixed the girl, but she was being pulled back to the world.

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