Only this cave wasn’t a spooky, dank place like the caves she’d seen on television shows about hiking and spelunking. Its walls were a clean ivory color and decorated in velvet drapings. Overhead, the ceiling arched high, bordered on all sides by stalactites—some thick as tree trunks, some thin as freshly formed icicles. They shimmered in the light of an iron chandelier. Lottie found herself in a four-poster bed, big enough to accommodate four Lotties. She was swallowed in a sea of heavy blankets, and her clothes—periwinkle coat and green scarf and the blue dress she’d been wearing beneath—were all gone. In their place was a nightshift that was blissfully soft on her skin. For many minutes, Lottie blinked at her surroundings, trying to make sense of them and salvage memories that might tell her how she’d come to be in this place. When that proved unsuccessful, she focused her efforts on the present situation. Though the ceiling here was high, the room itself felt very small.
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