Through Another's Eyes

Shaking unsteadily, you climb out of the bed and walk across the room. You open the door and suddenly find yourself in a hallway. From the spot on a small balcony of the hall that overlooks a foyer, you can see a large, marble fountain in the middle of a grand, high-ceilinged chamber.

You swallow the lump that suddenly forms in your throat.

A young, nervous-looking woman rushes up to you. "Miss Lorraine!" She chirps rapidly, "Have you overslept again?" Her eyes are teasing, "Well, come along, I suppose."