After a few moments, your eyes adjust and see...
Your Mother Isn't Here
As your eyes adjust you are able to make out the contents of your mother's small bedroom.
A wooden chest lies in the corner, with a wooden bucket on top of it. A mirror even more worse for wear than yours hangs from the left wall.
Your mother's bed rests against the far wall, but other than the sheets which dress it, it is empty. It seems your mother isn't here. You expected to find her asleep, but if she isn't here she must be somewhere else in the house.
Either way, there isn't much you can do in your mother's bedroom...
Or is there?
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