Ivana was woken up when her pillow moved and started to talk. When she opened her eyes she realized she was outside, in the autumn, in a dress. It was freezing. She heard the boys' conversation and, while she recognized Alvin's voice, she had no idea who this 'Malcolm' was. She sat up slowly and turned to the other boy. "Can you please keep your uniformed conclusions to yourself until you have facts to rove them?" the vocabulary didn't sound right coming out of her mouth in her dreamy tone.