You pull at the dress, hoping with your whole heart that the fabric would slip off your body. But, much to your dismay, the fabric refuses to budge, and the most you can get are the arms through the sleeves. The dress seems to attaches to your head and stomach, since you can't pull your head underneath the neck.
Giving up, you sit in the corner moping about your predicament. You stare around the room, trying not to move as much as possible to avoid the light streaming in huge waves. As you stare around the room, you notice something that starts to scare you.
When you first came and entered this room, it was barren, dull, and it only had one tiny window and door leading out. Now, as you look around again, the walls were a light creamy pink, with the bedspreads a light pink too, instead of the white they were yesterday. You notice that odd things appeared overnight, like a few bottles of perfume, or the closet that was empty when there was only the door out yesterday.
And the window... The window was now four windows, medium sized and letting in the sun, covering every place but the corner and a tiny path between the corner and the doorway. As you watch the windows you swore for a second they shimmered and grew a little, letting more light in, covering the room even more. You looked up at the ceiling, and you gasped at the ceiling above you. It was quickly becoming translucent, and a few droplets of light was growing in, ready to cover you. You stared at it for a second, before trying to find what to do.