Lizzie shifted under her blanket. What a horrible situation! She was stuck as a helpless toddler! She was weak and incapable of defending herself! That horrible witch! Why had she done that? What did she intend to do? Just humiliate her? Or did she have other ideas in mind? Ideas which would not involve her will and wishes? And where was Thomas? He had been changed into a little boy of six! Where had the witch sent him? He had vanished into thin air! Was he in the basement? A room suited for his new age? The witch did not seem truly malevolent but could she have more worrisome intents? Did she want to adopt them? Or give them to someone else? After all, Lizzie did not want to be a toddler or a baby or be forced to grow up again, regardless of whether she had new loving parents or not. Being moulded by others when she had finished going through all the hassles of being treated like a kid? No thank you! She had to get out of here, find Thomas, find a way to be adults again and flee this cabin full of awful magic wielded by a crazy woman. Waiting to see what she had in store for her was not something she wished to do. Because she would make sure Lizzie never got to her adult size again. This much was certain. Whatever her intentions were, it wasn't to make her happy. So the first step was to get out of this damn crib. She'd see about the door, now gigantic, and its handle that seemed so far out of reach.
Alas, getting out of said crib proved impossible. The bars were too solid, no matter how much Lizzie pushed against them and tried to shake them. Worse, her muscles were simply too weak. She could barely stand on her chubby and puny legs, let alone on a soft mattress and not on solid ground. The rim of the crib was way too far as well. Her pudgy fingers were nowhere near it! So as much as she hated it, Lizzie had to admit defeat. She slumped down, suddenly exhausted. Even though the energy spent had been nothing compared to her adult body, for a toddler's, it was a lot. Frustrated, she saw her great escape plan die out before it had even started. She lied down and gathered the blanket to herself. She thought she'd just have a nap but of course slept through the entire night as she feared, as a toddler stuck in her crib. A situation she'd better get used to.