Alice stepped through the door, a tray with a mug of tea and a small plate of custard cream cookies in her hands.<br/>"Why is it so dark? Who pulled the blinds down?" She blinked, having stepped in from a room too brightly lit with annoying neon lights...<br/>The tea spilled slightly as she searched for the light switch with her hand...Where was it?<br/>What was on the radio? A horror series? Since when did she have a radio in her office?<br/>Oh.<br/>Mildred.<br/>Of course! Mildred, the well-meaning but somewhat ditzy cleaning lady! She must have pulled the blinds down for some reason. To..clean them? How often does one need to clean blinds?<br/>With a sigh she put the tray down, smoothed the neat bun her red hair was tied in, fixed her glasses and stepped deeper into the room, heading for the window.<br/>She reached her hand out, expecting to feel the edge of a desk...<br/>Wait.<br/>Where was the desk?<br/>She blinked, trying to get used to the dark room. "Where the hell is my furniture?" Alice cried.<br/>"Hey!" She called. "I think my office has been burgled or something..."