111. The Grand Hallway
Amy returns to the Grand Hallway, a little winded and lightheaded from her sword-fighting adventure in the portrait gallery. She carefully lays the corset next to the rest of the clothing she’s acquired. “Well, I’ve gotten myself a nice set of new underwear,” she thinks to herself. “But still no Shannon. And it feels like I’m not any closer to getting past that door upstairs and finding her.”
She looks around again. “On the other hand, this room has definitely gotten nicer since I first came in here.” It isn’t just Amy’s imagination. The candles burn brighter, dust has evaporated from the furniture, and even some of the paintings have straightened themselves. “Something weird is going on,” thinks Amy, “but unlike all the other weird things, this at least seems to be for the good. Now, where to next?”
Where should Amy go next?