He opened them and saw clear blue skies above him. “What . . . ?” Chris sat up, disoriented, then remembered where he was. Amazed, he looked around him and saw that the landscape was now bathed in morning light. The grass of the field about him glistened with dew, and the trees in the distance swayed gently in the breeze that he could hear whispering faintly about him. Chris leaned over and touched the wall. It felt cool and smooth, like glass, and Chris realized that he was looking at a screen. There was a knock on the door. “Can I come in?” said a voice Christopher recognized as Maura’s. “Yes,” called Chris, and Maura opened the door, carrying a mug. She walked over to Chris’s bed and passed it to him. “Now, I know it’s early, but you’d better drink that up and have a quick shower. I’ll see you in the Map Room. There’s a car waiting for you upstairs.” “A car?” “Miss Sonata arranged for you to go buy some new clothes. You can have some breakfast when you get there.”
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