You are woken up later on at dawn by early morning commotion going on outside your door. Figuring that someone was coming to wake you up soon anyway, you get up and get dressed. From outside the door, you hear a sense of urgency in everyone's muffled voice usually associated with holiday preparation. Hoping at the bottom of your heart that you are overthinking things, you cautiously open the door and keep your head low. "Good morning sisters. Is everything okay out here?"