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The inside of the room was even more amazing than the hallway. The door clicking closed behind him, Marvin walked slowly into the room as though in a trance.

It was an utterly immaculate caricature of a 19th century dressing room. There was a highly ornamental dressing screen with a feather boa draped over the top off to the left. Dominating the other side of the room was large settee draped with silk covers and fluffy pillows. It was flanked by a small bar set with various decanters, shakers and glasses. One whole wall was dominated by a huge makeup table and mirror. Easily three feet tall and ringed with the same old-fashioned bulbs that illuminated with hallway. There was a padded velvet seat in front of the mirror and on the seat was a parody of a top hat. It was tiny with a ludicrously outsized magenta feather bouncing from the band.

He bopped the feather with his left hand. The feather bounced but, when it rebounded into his fingers, there was what felt like an electric shock. Marvin shook his fingers. It didn’t hurt but, it was a feeling he didn’t expect from a feather. He walked over to look behind the dressing screen when there was movement in his peripheral vision and a slight weight on his head.

The hat. The hat was on his head. He turned to the mirror and saw the seat was empty. He raised his hands to his head to remove his hat but, stopped short when the same electric tingle when through his entire body…