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Elma loved her basket. She had bought it in a market whilst on holiday in a strange little country somewhere in the middle of Europe.
The country doesn't exist any more. It disappeared during one of the small civil wars. It wasn't swallowed up by a neighbouring country, it just disappeared. Fed up with it's feuding neighbours it just decided to go it alone and popped off to another dimension, leaving a ten mile square patch of nothingness in central Europe.
Elma liked to think that the basket had brought with it some of it's country's magic, and that if she was ever in trouble she could use it to escape.
One day, she was able to test this theory.
It was a bright sunny day, but the clouds were gathering on the mountain ridge, and they looked pissed. Elma needed to go to the shops and couldn't decide whether to go out in short sleeves or to put on her raincoat. She opted on short sleeves, with the raincoat stuffed into her basket...