Serena returned to the greenhouse—her so-called 'room'—and paused at the entrance, her hand still on the doorknob as her eyes widened in horror. The messy, damp, bug-infested space she'd reluctantly claimed as her own was…gone.
What in the world?
She blinked, stepping back for a moment to make sure she hadn't wandered into some parallel universe. No, it was definitely the same greenhouse. Only now, everything was different—almost suspiciously so. The once grimy glass walls were now covered with cozy blinds, and an air conditioner hummed softly in the background, transforming the stifling heat into a gentle, cool breeze. The bugs and pests that had claimed the corners of the room? Gone, probably charmed away by the Pied Piper himself. There wasn't a single speck of dust on the floor that she could see.
