[@Damiann47][@Zombehs]

Unlike some other people across other plains and realms, Shannon Forsyth seemed to have it easy, or as easy as a college student who was suddenly punted from a musty old library onto a field in the middle of nowhere. This spiriting away was so immediate and unexpected that she still held a pen and clipboard, atop her laptop, which had recently become dead. She was lightly dressed, wearing a button down shirt and a black skirt under a blue windbreaker; it had been lightly raining only a short while ago. 

Upon blinking, she had found herself amongst vast, grassy plains, stretching as far as the eye could see. For a few moments upon arriving, she had thought VR goggles had been shoved onto her face by her enterprising sister. But after clawing at her face and applying a clipboard and laptop to such aforementioned body part, she had been convinced that the landscapes in front of her were in fact, quite real. 

Of course, this was a bit of a bothersome scenario. She had yet to question how she’d gotten here, but civilization itself seemed to be absent. And she really needed to get back to the library to charge her laptop and finish her paper, because that thing was due in less than a day. But unfortunately, there was no road or metro to ferry her back to her dreary, rain sodden city. 

The only thing that broke the unending green was two figures in the distance, lying on the ground. She had to question her own sanity, but nonetheless walked towards them, because there simply was nothing else to do. With some luck, perhaps they could tell her how to get back to Oxford. On arrival, she came upon what appeared to be a businesswoman and man in plain looking clothes. The man’s face was a obscured in blood, as if he’d been clocked by the woman next to him, leading Shannon to raise an eyebrow as she greeted them dryly.

[b]“Come here often?”[/b]