The baby needs to be walked a lot. If she is not walked she yells. So Rebecca walks and walks and knows the hallway well enough to do it with her eyes closed, so she does it with her eyes closed because she's so tired, so she doesn't see the difference until she hears her footsteps on concrete instead of carpet.
"I think I got a few hours in there but I had this weird anxiety after dark. I'm not like scared of the dark or anything, it was weird."
"I... think I got enough sleep that things shouldn't still be this confusing?"
"Okay, so the world became really confusing seven years ago," the teenager says, "and we think you got transported forward in time or spontaneously created with inaccurate memories or something. We're going to take you to Lev and he's going to figure out what's going on and explain everything to you. It's only a day's canoe away, and you can nap in the canoe if you didn't get enough sleep last night. --One of the consequences of the confusing things is that it is really important that everyone get enough sleep."
"I can sleep in a canoe," says Rebecca agreeably. "If I was spontaneously created with all my memories why do I remember having the same baby I have?"
"Weird things," the teenager says, opening the tent flaps. "Dealing with weird things is way above my pay grade."
Now that Rebecca is less sleep-deprived, she may notice that the street has mostly disappeared under a carpet of grass, all the buildings are crumbling and covered with vines and moss, three or four people appear to be napping on the sidewalk, and a waffle bar is walking merrily along the street.
She points at the waffle bar and goes, "Bwuh?"
"Okay but that's a buffet table and it's walking."
"It's safe to eat - walking waffles?"
"If you say so."
She loads up her waffle with chocolate and strawberries and whipped cream.
Wow, can she have another? Breastfeeding, constantly walking a baby around with very few snack breaks, and catching up on sleep are all hungry work.
"What's up with this?" she asks, holding up a green fruit.
She tastes the safe green fruit. "Do you ever stop? Floating or sneezing or being blue?"
Weird. She will go with blueberries and maple syrup and lots of butter this time.
...everything here is super weird and apparently this is not a routine opportunity and the other food available is not up to waffle standards so she has another half waffle with lemon and powdered sugar and then she's too stuffed for more.