She blacks out

Nicole's head lolled to the side as her eyes slowly closed, despite her efforts to keep them open. Soon she felt nothing as darkness took her.

When she opened her eyes, she was met with a bright light that **** her to squint as she glanced around an unfamiliar room. She was in a large king bed with a white down blanket covering her. She sat up slowly and saw a large window to her right where sunlight had invaded the room. Just beyond the window she could see several trees which managed to block some of the light but not nearly enough. There was also a balcony from what she could tell. The room was nicely furnished with dark wood dressers to her right as well as a large double door directly in front of her. Also to her right, in the corner closest to the bed, she saw a single door which was slightly ajar.

There were two small end tables flanking the head board of the bed with matching lamps and a clock towards the left. It was 7:12 AM according to the clock.

Nicole noticed she was naked under the covers immediately. The softness of the down blanket did feel good against her skin BUT... where the hell was she? She saw none of her clothes anywhere in sight and she had to use the restroom fairly bad. The one major issue was she didn't want to stroll around an unfamiliar place naked. In fact, she found herself somewhat worried. Where was her phone? Hell, she could be out in the middle of no where about to be murdered for all she knew.

Biting her lower lip, she got out of the bed and tiptoed towards the door that was slightly open. Pushing it further open just slightly, she saw it was the restroom and said a small prayer of thanks. It was a nice bathroom. The counter, the walk in shower and the bathtub looked... luxurious. The sink faucet looked to be made of gold and the elements around the room itself looked... expensive.

Now it was no surprise that people in and around the Seaside area were wealthy. The school was evidence of this, but Nicole's family were not wealthy. They weren't poor either. They were more along the lines of upper middle class but she never dreamed of a restroom this fancy.

Wasting not another moment, she relieved her swollen bladder and tended to herself before chewing her lower lip. Should she flush? That would no doubt draw attention but, she didn't want to leave the toilet as it was. Against her better judgement, she flushed and when she went to the sink to wash her hands, on the counter to her right she saw what looked to be a silken nightie. It was a soft yellow and had simple but beautiful black lace trim. After washing her hands, she carefully picked up the nightie and sighed.

"Better than nothing, Nik," she said softly and slipped it over her. It felt wonderfully soft on her skin, albeit short. It extended maybe two inches down from her hips. Should she walk with too wide a step, her lower half would be exposed. "Annnd you spoke too soon," she said softly.

After she adjusted herself, she moved back into the bedroom. She wanted to explore but she still had no idea where she was or how she got here. That was unsettling to say the least but she couldn't stay here forever.