Author: Evil Queen Kat
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The walls appeared grey, maybe they were black or dark blue. The floor was wood, and had seen better days based on how rough and uneven it was.
Drusilla blinked. She was lying on her back on the ground in some sort of old house. She stood up and looked down at herself. On her feet were lovely black satin shoes that matched the beautiful, floor length, flowing dress she was wearing.
I look like a princess, she thought, and surveyed the room more closely. It was quite large, and judging from the bed, dressing table, and closet, it was a bedroom.
Dru sat down to check her hair in the mirror. It was pulled back into a bun, except for a few strands that had fallen loose. Its blackness highlighted her pale skin.
She sneezed. More of her hair came loose. Dust covered most surfaces, and she brushed at her dress in an attempt to rid it of the tiny particles.
Walking over to the door, she tried to turn the handle. It was locked. She hit it, to no avail, not wanting to break one of her long, black, beautiful nails or tear the delicate black lace gloves that covered her pale hands.
Dru moved to the window and looked out. The sun was just rising over the hills to the east, but there was enough light to see the tall, old trees that covered the area. The windows were locked, and the locks were too old and rusted to move.
There was more light in the room once she had pulled back the heavy curtains, and she looked around again. The walls and ceiling were black, and the chandelier was low hanging with dozens of unlit candles.
Moving again to the door, Dru rattled the handle. She was more than a little scared now. "Help!" she cried out. Her throat was sore, but she had to try something. "Is anyone there? Help!"
Giving up, she walked over to the bed and pulled off the top cover. She laid down on the clean sheets and closed her eyes.