"Kiss her, you fool!"

You walk to the bed and look down on her. She really is very beautiful. The ribbons in her hair match the dress. Her face is angelic, her skin perfect, and, pushing out the top of her bodice, her breasts milk-white, smooth, and large. You are captivated by her.

"Kiss her, you fool!" Doe urges from the top of the footboard. "I'd like to get out of here as soon as possible. We have a lot of stories to finish."

You look down at Briar Rose's full ruby lips, lean down, and kiss them. You stand back up and wait.

And wait. And wait. Nothing seems to happen. She still seems dead.

"She should be awake. What's wrong?" you ask Doe.

"I don't know. The story is the story. Maybe you need to kiss her harder."

You lean down again, gazing at her gorgeous face. This time you put your arms around her and kiss her passionately. Her lips are warm, so she's still alive, but she is completely unresponsive. You push your tongue through her lips and play with her tongue. You keep kissing her for several minutes.

Still nothing.