Mattie sees no more reason to waste time standing about, seeing as she now has a guide who seems competent enough, if not especially congenial. She settles her hat back on top of her head and walks with purpose down the hall, taking a deep breath to squash the sudden sense of trepidation as she pushes open the door leading outside.

She stops only a step beyond the threshold, however, and simply stares. Down the rabbit hole indeed.