It's the smell that slowly draws Amelia away from her dreamless sleep. It isn't like home, or any other place she's been in her life. The lavender was calming - which immediately caught her attention. Why would she need the aid for calming? Nothing in particular had happened that would have set her off the day before.

Except...

Amelia's sudden realization that something was wrong had her sitting up in bed with remarkable speed. She quickly checked herself for her things - clothes, weapons, hair pin - before surveying her surroundings. Everything about the place was unfamiliar, with one exception.

"I suppose this means all those things I could've sworn were a nightmare were, in fact, real, then?"