I had just been sitting on my bed, mindlessly fiddling with the hem of my gown when, without warning, everything around me shifted. One second, I was safe in my room, and the next-I wasn't.
I blinked, disoriented, as the dim, dusty surroundings of a decrepit palace slowly came into focus. The air was thick with a choking layer of dust, like this place hadn't seen life in centuries. Spider webs clung to every corner, swaying ominously as if disturbed by an invisible force. The faint smell of decay lingered, and I could hear something-a murmur, low and indecipherable, like whispers in the dark, making the hair on my neck stand on end.
Where... where the hell am I?
