"I don't know, I don't even know where here is. It smells," Coraline said making a face. After three years of living on a tropical island with little to no pollution wherever they were really, really Smelled. Coraline had loved big cities when she was a kid but she hadn't been to one in three years and it was a little disconcerting.

Coraline looked around, trying to figure out where they were exactly but she wasn't sure if she wanted to ask a grown up. Asking grown ups usually led to Police. But Coraline could ask Claire, Coraline could trust Claire.

"Where are we?" Coraline asked curiously. "Are we home? This doesn't look like home, I think we're in America. Everyone sounds funny."