Nora knew that Amy's room would be upstairs so that was where she needed to go. She took careful steps past the kitchen and started up the stairs terrified of the possibility of a squeaky stair giving her away. After an excruciatingly long climb, Nora is relieved to find her fears were unfounded.
Now safely at the top of the stairs, Nora made her way down the hall to the door with Amy's name painted on and stepped inside.
As Nora took in the room full of princess decorations and dolls, she felt herself instinctively relaxing. Feeling strangely excited, she looked through the wardrobe. After putting on a matching set of underwear and a training bra, Nora looked through the clothes and found herself drawn to the dresses.
Nora pulled one on and took a look in the mirror. She couldn't deny how giddy she felt seeing herself in a pretty dress. At the back of her mind though she knew that she needed to stay focused on getting back to normal.
So Nora took one last look in the mirror and turned to leave, only to trip over a backpack. Falling loudly to the ground, Nora heard all conversation downstairs come to an abrupt halt. She needed to hide quick or she was in big trouble!
Grabbing her robe, Nora shoved it under the bed and crawled in after it. Moments after someone entered the room. Nora couldn't tell who it was from her vantage point, but could hear as they began looking around the room.
Worried that they might try checking under the bed, Nora crawled further to position herself behind some boxes of old clothes all the way at the back. There she pulled herself on top of her robe and felt her heart drop as she heard a click from the watch.
Shit! Nora wasn't sure if that was the sound of it activating or not and crammed under the bed she couldn't tell if her clothes were growing loose again. The only way to be sure would be to move so she could pull out the watch and almost definitely get caught. But would that be better than getting younger?