The moment Sabine touched the pillar, her whole body was quickly overcome with the glowing magicka surrounding the pillar. Over the course of a few seconds, she started to glow brighter and brighter until her body itself was hidden beneath the glow. Then, just as quickly, the glow dissipated, and she was gone."

Afterwards, Meesei maintained her smile. "See? It worked perfectly."

Kaleeth, quite understandably, was startled. "Worked?! It...she disappeared! What happened to her? She's just gone."

Meesei simply returned a light chuckle. "That she is. I would recommend you follow quickly." She responded just before reaching out, touching the pillar, and disappearing herself, just like Sabine.

On the other side of the propylon, Sabine would find herself standing on a near identical propylon platform, touching the same kind of pillar, with the same kind of energy surrounding her. For the first few moments, she may not have noticed that anything happened. However, she might notice that the air was a bit cooler. Once she looked around, she would see that she was no longer in the basement of an old Imperial watchtower, but rather inside an even older Dwemer building. It was larger than the basement she had been in, though not by too much. She was also surrounded by different people: three lycan guards sitting around a stone table that could possibly have seemed familiar to her, depending on how often she interacted with the Blackreach clan's warriors. They too were startled by Sabine's sudden appearance, though they calmed quickly. Naturally, they had been told what to expect before being assigned to guard the propylon chamber. 

Seconds after Sabine arrived, Meesei appeared alongside her. Although, she allowed Sabine a few moments to collect herself before saying anything. While the guards quickly got out of their seats to stand to attention, Meesei calmly took the thick fur coat off of her backpack, put it on, then walked over to the tall Dwemer doors just in front of her. It took some effort to push them open, but once she did, the frigid air outside poured in. It would take a few moments for everyone's eyes to adjust to the blinding whiteness outside, but through the door was a rather spectacular view from near the top of one of Skyrim's many mountains, perhaps in Winterhold or the Pale.