Shit shit shit—" You're dreaming," Kaede whispers, changing her hair around and making her skin change a bit to make her look blurrier and more dreamlike. "Go back to bed."

...the red lady blinks at her.

"Good night," she whispers, and turns around to walk towards the door (which now has a cloudfluff interior that she can step through)—

"- I can't read clocks in my dreams," breathes the red lady.

Nope through the cloudfluff (very ethereally and dreamlike) which is back in place and is now a solid part of a door again where can she run—

She is in an apartment hallway, dimly lit by lights in various states of disrepair.

And stairs presumably?

Elevator. Off to the left.

...come on surely there are emergency stairs or some such? She needs to get out of view.

No stairs. Apparently they don't have the same fire codes here.

You have got to be kidding her.

Okay, the floor just under her feet is cloudfluff now and she holds onto the edges of the hole she just made so she can brace herself some—

Ominous creaking.

And the cloudfluff can go back and become floor/ceiling again come on it can't be that hard to just go away.

Now she is on a different floor of the building.

And she has a different face—boy face, even—and she calls the elevator.

It comes. It disgorges a red, who blinks at her. "Who're you?"

"—Naol. Who're you?"

"...I live here. Do you live here?"

"No, I don't," she says, pursing her lips a bit.

"What are you doing here?"

"Visiting."

"Who?"

"I don't know that I should say."

"I never saw you before."

"And vice-versa."