Rene stood transfixed at the window, gaping at the stark view.<br/><br/><em>How can this be?</em>she wondered.<em>How?</em><br/><br/>She racked her brain trying to remember something that might explain all of this, but nothing made sense. She had been at home one moment, then she woke up here.<br/><br/>Rene shook her head, as though that might dispel an illusion. But she couldn't deny what was right before her.<br/><br/>A chill danced down her spine at a new idea.<em>Maybe I've been kidnapped</em>, she thought.<br/><br/>She turned back to the door, its peeling paint somehow filling her with foreboding. Rushing to it, she grasped the handle and pulled harder, desperate to get it open.