As the beautiful doors hinge slowly rotated my legs suddenly stopped urging me to run and I felt as if my heart would leap out for fear.this feeling only lingered for a moment though before eventually, it vanished and instead I was filled with the comforting and welcoming feeling seemingly omitting from the door. Then the bright light formerly only visible through cracks had enveloped me. I took one small step towards the entryway and then almost expecting a solid wall to hit me ran into the glowing doorway. I was covered in an icy liquid and my skin was an off shade of red from how cold I was. Then I realized I wasn't covered in any icy liquid it was just a delusion derived from my dramatically slowed heart rate and my skin isn't red or any shade it was just my eyes getting used to the dim light that seemingly flooded the strange room I'm in. the place seemed to glow in a different way though with charming furniture at every turn and walls that professedly seemed to reach the sky. After examining this delightful room my attention flickered to what I was on. At this point, I could see quite well and realized I was sitting on a bed a soft black blanket covering me. I also still noticed that queer cold feeling under me. If I didn't know better I would think it was marble and to my surprise, as I lifted the corner of the blanket I did see marble.that was probably the reason I was so cold then. The fact only stunned me for a second. as by now, I was very eager to explore so I jumped up to do just that. As I got out of bed I realized my clothes had changed from my usual gray homespun dress to a soft night dress fit for a porcelain doll. Now forgetting my former intent to explore I gingerly walked over to a big full body mirror with a frame of spruce and dried roses of blue and yellow. I was groomed to perfection my usual skin shined like glass it was so lustrous and my hair which was usually a dull brown and to my waist had a similar shine. Now that I could see it better I once more examined the pretty nightgown once more. It was the same wine-colored of the walls with semi-long sleeves. It went to about below my knees and was embroidered with designs of white roses harebells and camellias of all sizes. the dress itself was made of silk or something similar. After many more moments of close examination, I hear the faint creak of the doorknob turning scared I leaped back into the rock hard bed barely avoiding knocking all the air out of my lungs.finally after what felt like an eternity the door was fully opened. Still, I couldn't see the figure in the frame of it as I was so scared I put the soft blanket over my head and pushed my face into the soft velvet of a nearby pillow.
