Though her instincts urged her to try and gain some control of her current situation, her analytical mind was having a hard time finding anything in particular that she could grab onto to achieve it. And so, she took a seat and did as she was told.<br/><br/>There were really only a few possibilities at this point: One, she'd been poisoned and was tripping absolute balls right now. Two, she'd gone completely insane and was currently on her way to a padded room. Or three, it was all real and nothing was certain any more. Regardless of which it was, the only thing she could do was try to hold on and see if she suddenly woke up.<br/><br/>Carmen took the proffered book and flipped it open to the beginning. A small part of her bristled at the notion that they would hand her a children's book, but as out of her depth as she was, perhaps a children's book was where she needed to start...