You shake your head, being rather afflicted with asthma, as you travel down to the entrance, careful not to trip on your heels. You can only seem to remember your name being 'Caroline', as anything else is but a blur. A piece of your mind still has doubts on THAT, but for the sake of identifying yourself, you accept the name for the time being.
You take a deep breath after going out the guesthouse and to the entrance of the mansion. Since you were in the guesthouse, you take a guess that you might have recovered from some accident which led you here, probably thanks to someone's hospitality. However, since you seem to be in a bit of a tizzy, it might also be possible you were held against your will. In which case, leaving might be appropriate.
You cross your legs together, realizing how short the skirt on your dress actually is, as you ponder on what you should do.