Lydia and Mary - An adaptation of Pride and Prejudice

Chapter 2

First, I felt my body rocking from the left to the right, and back to the left again, as if I were on a hammock. Thereafter, I could feel my body slanting at a 45-degree angle. I let out a scream, and tried to pry my eyes open, but I could see nothing - nothing but blackness. I wasn't sure if my eyes were still closed or if my eyes were open and I was surrounded by immeasurable darkness. Now, I felt as if I was falling through a dark vertical tunnel. I trashed my hands about, but I could feel nothing but empty space. Okay, so maybe I'm not in a tunnel, I thought; But where am I?

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Thud. I felt myself landing on something soft. Rubbing my eyes, I tried to pry them open again, this time with the help of my fingers. Opening my eyes, I beheld a room which looked very much like my room, but saw that it was filled with an array of intricately carved wooden furniture which I had never before seen. The furniture, along with the floral wall-paper and lustrous red curtains which hung by the windows made me feel as if I had just stepped into an old painting, despite the fact that the size of the room and its layout were rather similar to that of my own room's.

Standing up and moving towards the mirror, which was attached to a wooden dressing table, and located near the widows, I realized that my leg had mysteriously healed. I saw too that I wasn't wearing the T-shirt and pair of jeans that I had slept in. Instead, I had on a loose-fitting Victorian nightgown, and, to my horror, I saw, whilst looking into the mirror, an old-fashioned granny's nightcap resting on my head.