Zoe awoke in a large room. It was quiet, too quiet....well..maybe not..She sat up in the bed she was currently in and looked around. The room was simple enough, a small table next to the bed. That was all that seemed to be in the room. She stood up and stretched. Hmm that was an odd dream, but she was incredibly hungry now. She opened the door and crawled, on her hands and knees, out of the room.

"Dun dun, dun dun dun dun. Mission Impossible! Yeah!" she whisper-screamed. "Bwahahahaha! They will never catch me!"

"Zoe? What are you doing?"

"ACK! Miaka? You're real?"

"Yeah. Um, what are you doing Zoe?"

Zoe leapt to her feet and scratched the back of her head, a nervous smile plastered on her face. "Um...nothing! Not a thing!"

"Riiiight. Well we were just about to eat dinner if you wanted to join us. But I think you might want to change your clothes." Miaka pointed to Zoe's attire.

"What's wrong with my clothes?" Then she looked down at herself. Well damn. She wasn't wearing any. "AAH!" she ran to her room and slammed the door behind herself.

"Um, I'll be with you in a moment. But just one question," Zoe said sheepishly.

"Yeah?"

"Where are some clothes?"

Miaka sweatdropped.