Lorna turned and led the way, climbing the staircase with one hand on the banister. "The Professor, it's his school," she said, attempting to address the curious tone. "He has students from all around the world and different time periods too! Like me. What time period are you from?" she wanted to know, cheerily, as she opened the door to her room and...
...oh my gosh, she still had her stuffed teddy bear out on her bed! Whoops! Quickly, she shoved it away. As she had indeed stated, the room was a washed-out yellow. Perhaps not quite resembling squash puke but close enough. Her furniture was all jumbled too, as if she had tried moving the dressers but failed.