There was a nagging feeling at the back of Daniels head that he had seen the girl before... But where, where had he seen her? He travelled far and wide, so perhaps he'd seen her on his travels? Or perhaps she just reminded him of someone else... Or... Ah, the book - the girl looked exactly like the girl in the picture within the book the old man had given to him, the one that was posing in such a strange position. With the exception of this girl being fully clothed, she was the spitting image of the one within the book.<br/><br/>Well, that was certainly interesting - others might have been tempted to call it a coincidence, but he learnt a long time ago that when dealing with the supernatural there was usually a reason for everything, and if something seemed a coincidence then it likely was anything but.<br/><br/>'Hey there, don't be afraid - my names Daniel, I've come to help you'. He stood outside the room still, having pushed open the door enough that he could see inside into the relatively normal looking room. Well, normal if you was looking at it from upside down at least... He could feel his stomach start to turn and a very mild headache begin to form as he saw the furniture of the room assembled upon the ceiling, a visual effect that his brain tried in vain to make sense of, and was failing miserably at.<br/><br/>There didn't seem to be anything else inside the room, and so he gingerly extended his foot over the boundary of the room, stepping into it as lightly as possible - wary of what might happen.