Charlotte looked at Lady Shaw, her eyes wide.<br/><br/>“Heaven or Hell?” she whispered, looking around again, but still unable to see much.  She looked at the bed, it was a large bed, with posts in each corner.  She frowned, “I don't think I want too, I would rather go back and get to lessons” she objected a sudden ripple of fear snaking its way down her spine.<br/><br/>She took a step backwards, watching what was happening to Zachary.  “I don't like this place, I want to go back” she said, and turned to the door, walking to it and trying to open it.  “I don't like this” her voice was fearful and she felt her heart pound.<br/><br/>She gulped, “please, can we go back?” she asked in a little girl lost voice.