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It's warm, warm and soft and comfortable. Curled up in a fetal position, enfolded by a down comforter so thick and fluffy it's like sleeping in a giant teddy bear. There's light, soft yellow light, the light of the sunrise sneaking in through closed, sheer curtains. There's sound, soft sounds, intimate sounds, even breathing and wind-chimes.

Her eyes open.

( I know this house. )