She turned and tried the door. Locked, of course, so she decided to explore the rest of the room. The bathroom was clinical but well equipped with both a bath and a shower. She stripped off her gown and luxuriated for ten minutes as the water coursed over her body. Inspecting the room, she opened up the wardrobe and found clothes in her size; jeans, t-shirts, underwear and sneakers. She dressed quickly.
There was a bell on a nightstand next to the bed, the type that would be used to summon a servant in the old days. The room was beautiful, but at the end of the day it was still a prison cell, no matter how comfortable someone might try to make it. She pressed the button and waited.
After a few minutes, there was a gentle knock on the door and she heard the turning of a key. The door open
