There’s Madness Afoot Elizabeth hustled out of the room turning right to head down towards the stairs. She would have marched on if the hallway hadn’t been pitch black. She brought her hands out in front of her afraid of running into something forgetting she had been holding onto her skirt. Fortunately for her she didn’t seem to be holding it anymore as there was nothing hindering her movement. Looking down she fully expected to see her dress and was surprised to see a t-shirt and jeans instead. Heading back into the room confusion clouded her face as she saw the crates and tables instead of a bedroom. Just what on earth was happening to her? She wondered as she made her way back over to her painting. Reaching out she touched the canvas completely stupefied to f

