Bella coughed as the cylinder opened.  The mild nausea she felt caused her to fall to her hands and knees out of it as if she were about to heave, though this passed quickly enough as she stood.  As she rose, a hand went to the throbbing feeling in her eye.  Goddess? Power?  What in the hell did she drink to have a dream like this?  Vodka?  Lots of Vodka?  More Vodka than previously imagined?  There was no way she thought of something like this.  "I don't even remember drinking anything last night to get a headache like this!"  She exclaimed, swatting at the air with her free hand in an irritated fashion.  

The woman clenched her teeth and closed her eyes.  This seemed to make the headache and throbbing disappear as well at least.  "Good."  She added, thinking on what the hell was going on.  She was in some sort of pod from a sci-fi movie?  That was odd, to say the least.  Given the surroundings it seemed more like some escape game her parents forced her into since she never took much time to just relax.  If one could call an escape game a way to relax.  Now that she really got to look at her surroundings... "Where the hell am I?  A jail?  No, this feels like a dungeon from that castle we went to look at."  Where-ever this place was, time had not been good to it.  Not that rusted chains were an uncommon sight, but they would be able to break easier meaning no one cared to maintain them or there was no one to do so.

Bella let out a large sigh as slowly removed her hand from her eye and that was the first thing that she noticed weird.  "Heh?"  She question, holding her hand out to look at it better.  First off, her hands were almost immaculately manicured. Her hands had never been like that before.  She had all different sorts of marks and blemishes from the constant typing, writing and other sorts of menial work she tended to do.  The fact that the only marks on her hand at the moment was dust from the floor was astounding to her.  "What?"  

Then she noticed that her hair was a hell of a lot longer than she had it.  And it was blonde to boot!  "What is this!?  Who put this wig on me!?"  Frowning, she dusted her hands off and tried to remove what she thought was a hairpiece but was surprised to find it quite firmly attached.  "Ouch!"  She exclaimed with the quick tug.  "H-have I been in a coma for a while and they just thought this was funny?"  No, that didn't seem quite right.  Maybe that goddess thing in her head wasn't quite as made up as she thought.  Unsettled, she glanced around the room still until she noticed a pod like hers was laying on the ground and there was a man in it.  Whatever color was on her face disappeared as she realized she wasn't alone.  "H-hullo!?"  She flubbed, speaking in English this time with a fairly light accent.

It felt like she hadn't spoke English in a long time, despite having used it a couple days prior to the last time she remembered.  "Are you okay?"  She asked, extending a hand to the man.  Her eyes narrowed as she was worried that this person was going to do something bad... But she was in some odd place that she had no idea about.  She could only hope he had a similar thought process to her.  "Let me help you up."  Before she could really help him up though, the entire place shuddered!  It was like something BIG was walking around!  She couldn't even think about what.  She looked up, somewhat frightened by the incident before she extended her hand again.  "Come now, up you go."  She seemed calm enough as she did so though worry was lightly painted on her expression.

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