InsaneJournal

Who: Sally Anne and OPEN
What: Sally Anne doesn't know what's going on!
Where: Near her flat
When: Today!
Rating: PG?


It hadn't taken Sally long to realize she was not in the room she had fallen asleep in. The gentle pastels of her bedroom had been replaced by deeper tones. There were photos of people she did not recognize (although some she did) on the walls. The ceilings were lower. The windows were smaller. She wasn't in her house.

Slowly, Sally Anne crept out of bed, letting out a small squeak of surprise as she spotted her bed clothes in the mirror. The neglige was much more revealing than anything she would normally wear, and she had absolutely no idea how it had gotten on her. She couldn't stay in this room, she knew that much, but she couldn't leave in what she had on, either. Hesitantly, Sally picked out what she figured were the least expensive set of clothes from the closet and slipped them on. Being decently clothed had her feeling a little better, but her heart was still racing as she peeked out the door, spotting no one in the hallway. Tip-toeing, she quickly made her way down the corridor, and to the front door which she unlocked, grimacing slightly at the loud noise it made.

A quick glance over her shoulder told her no one was going to attack her, but she still ran for it as soon as she was out the door, bolting across the lawn and to the street. Quidditch had her in good enough shape, that she would have been able to go for a while... if she hadn't smashed into someone rounding the corner.

With the shriek she let out, you would have thought she was being kidnapped, but to be fair, for all Sally knew, she was.