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With nothing else happening, Dormouse decided to go outside and explore. It wasn't the smartest thing to do, especially by herself, but Dormouse wasn't really one to make the wisest choices, especially in her state. While she had come off her high, because of the nature of what was going on, Dormouse had quickly got right back on it. She didn't want to have to deal with this, so dream world it was. Once again, not the best idea, but Dormouse never really made good choices. 

As she climbed out of the train-car and into the snow, the girl shivered, pulling her sweater closer around her body, a small attempt to warm herself, and began to trek through the snow. It was no long after she'd left that Dormouse heard a strange sound in the distance. Curiosity taking the better of her, she made her way towards the sound. "Hello?" The sound stopped for a moment and then got louder. It was a roar! A lion!

Dormouse had slept. She was always sleeping, but this time her dreams where crazier, almost realistic, the train they were on, slipping, tumbling, getting off track. Dormouse, shivered in her sleep, this was not a pleasant dream, usually her dreams were pleasant. With a start she woke up though. There were screams, people frantic around her. This was not a dream, not at all. Pushing herself off the chair she had been curled up in, Dormouse calmly walked over to the window and peered out. It looked like a winter wonderland and she giggled, not totally yet aware of the situation. Why would people not like the pretty snowy wood? It was lovely.