I follow the woman into what looks like Sarah's bedroom. There's only a twin sized bed and a small dresser in the otherwise empty room. On the bed sits a faceless cloth doll wearing a blue dress. It's a little unsettling, but I'm sure there's a reason for it.
After I'm alone, I start stripping down out of my wet clothes. When my bare feet touch the hard wood floor, I'm surprised when I don't feel a even a single grain of dirt. As I look around, I notice this place is completely spotless and nothing is out of place.
I pick the dress up off the bed and hold it out in front of me, scrunching my nose up in disgust. The fabric looks like it was made from a potato sack, and it very well might have been. There's so many buttons too- on the front and on the back. I pull it on
