A baby was crying in a blanket. She was crying on top of her lungs yet the cries were so feeble. It was white all around her,white with snow, yet no one calmed her.

Why does that baby look awfully familiar?

I wonder....

My eyes fluttered open, then I realized I was dreaming. I sat up in my bed and rubbed my eyes. The usual empty room made itself visible as my eyes adjusted. Then, I noticed something, I rubbed my eyes and looked again.

It was there... A wardrobe.

When did this get here? I got off the bed and opened it. It was full of dresses. What's this? How? Oh! I must be dreaming. I turned around to go back to the bed but ended up tripping on my own feet and fell down hard. The sound of a big thud...