Jane watched in fascination as Oskar produced light from the decoration on the bedside table. A lamp, he explained. She then had to try it herself, flicking it on and off several times to Oskar's laughter. Surely, it was magic, and she told Oskar so only to have him dissolve in mirth again. He mentioned something called electricity, which Jane took to mean the type of magic the light was.<br/><br/>She needed to use the facilities, and blushingly told him so. He led her down a hall, then clicked on another light; this one somehow embedded in the ceiling. A water closet. This was somewhat familiar. Oskar nicely explained to her how to flush what he called the toilet. This was helpful, as there wasn't a pull chain anywhere in sight. Then he excused himself, shutting the door and leaving her to her business.<br/><br/>When Jane was done, she peeked out of the door, to find Oskar waiting for her down the hall. What followed next was an hour of her asking rapid questions about various objects in the house as he led her down to his main living area. There were a number of things she was too hesitant to touch. They looked, well, scary. Her discovery of switches throughout the house led to no end of amusement for her, until she found a switch in the kitchen near the sink that caused a loud growling noise. She had screamed and ran from the room as Oskar could do nothing but laugh, switching the garbage disposal off before going after her to calm her down. After that, she left the switches alone.<br/><br/>Finally, her head buzzing with all the new information, Jane settled on his sofa for a break. Oskar's house was full of strange things, but it felt safe. A haven in which to explore this new world she had wandered out into.