She stands up and sighs. "Now that I think about it, what room did I walk into?" She hadn't even noticed during the time that she had ran into a pitch black room. She stays close to the walls, feeling around for a light switch. After about five minutes, Alice finds it and flicks it on. She appeared to be in a art room. There were canvases, clay, and sculpting marble all over.
"I guess I could pass the time and try making something out of clay...." She grabs a huge wad of clay, about the size of a suit case and starts molding it.
Alice smiles at the clay dove and places it on her head like a hat. She walks out of the classroom and down the halls while keeping the dove perfectly balanced with her posture.