When she realized the room was empty, she sank down to the bed, her eyes wide as she gasped for breath, fighting off the wave of panic.  "This can't be happening," she murmured, shaking her head as she pinched her arm, wincing at the pain.  "Okay.  So I'm really awake," she shivered, and then glanced around, making a quick mental catalog.  The sword had been gifted to her by her teacher, who wouldn't have given her an intelligent or container item just yet, same with the bow and armor...  Which only left her newest acquisition.<br/><br/>Her hand came up to the collar, fingertips brushing against it softly...