Trina skipped down the hall when two statues caught her attention. She slowed, and looked up at their unmoving stone faces, wondering if these would be figures that she recognized or whether they were from the history here instead of America. She sighed, there were so many differences...

Suddenly, she walked into a rope and realized that there was a swam just past it. "What is a swamp doing here?" she wondered aloud, skittering back from the muck.