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revamp

   her head burned    it felt as if someone had lit a fire,    her eyes could barely see when she did awaken on an uncomfortable, bumpy     thing. she had no idea where she was. did someone do something horrible? oh, god, she had to come back to    reality and fast.     her long short legs dangled over the bed     a sudden rushed feeling of a tightness around her upperchest oddly alarming.    she barely noted her surroundings, eyes fixated on the delicate cream coloured dress that fell into    a low v-neck to show the cream kirdle she worn underneath, as well as a nice amount of cleavage.    who put her in this?     or more importantly   WHY   was she put in this?

   and that was when she noted her surroundings.    a beautiful bedroom, with a queen sized bed, curtains dangling from the bed posts held together with a ribbon of   some sort.    it was richly decorated, with pieces she's sure she recognises,    but this seems like something plucked directly from a painting or bits from a mueseum.    this couldn't be... real?    her chest begins to heave shallow breaths, and she turns to the door and  RUNS.      she doesn't understand, she's still calm, just confused,    she needs answers, or she needs a way out.    and the fact that her head still burned was distracting, it was so painful.    odd memories appeared that weren't her own, and they distracted her.     ultimately leading her to collide with something or someone.    she feels them hold her up, before she fell to the ground, and when she dared to look up, she was flabbergasted.