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Off tune humming overwhelmed the gentle fantasy style music filling a small, crowded bedroom. Ayesha typed frantically on her keyboard, motions much more panicked than her cheerful humming suggested. She had a deadline! Just this one report to finish, then exams, then she was good for the winter holidays.

But she’d put it off so long that she had to write it all up [i]tonight[/i]. It wasn’t her fault, really… The newest book in her favourite fantasy series came out last week. Obviously she’d read it, then reread it. Then she started thinking about a tabletop campaign inspired by it… But it would be fine. Probably! 

It was part of the University experience, wasn’t it? Sure, most people got drunk every night and put off work rather than reading, but still!

With a soft groan, Aya leaned back and stared up at the various movie posters across her walls. How nice it must be to live in a little town in one of those worlds, not having to worry about scientific reports or good grades. Though, she wouldn’t be able to handle the dangerous stuff that went on in all of her favourite worlds. But if it was peaceful, it would be nice. 

Maybe she’d be more confident in a fantasy story where she had something like magic. Maybe then she’d– 

The posters began to stretch, greens, browns and blues intermingling with brighter colours that weren’t there. The violin crescendo got distorted and scratchy, an ear piercing wail that had Aya wincing in confusion. It felt like the room was being torn apart, like she was being thrown into some kind of void. 

It felt like her body was being torn apart, her stomach about to be pulled out through her mouth. Panic clutched her, breathing harsh and painful, then she couldn’t breath at all. All at once, everything was gone.

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Ayesha’s hands hit hard ground, fingers grasping at what should’ve been a soft carpet. Her vision swam with black spots as her breathing only quickened, like she was trying to suck air through shattered glass. What happened, had she fainted again, where was the carpet, had she fallen onto her desk. What- What–

All of a sudden, it felt like her head was being torn in two. She curled forward, hands grasping her head. She barely registered the unfamiliar, tighter texture underneath her fingers as her vision went black. It was like someone was drilling into her skull, a scream filling her mind. It escalated until it sounded like there was a storm inside there, words indistinguishable as her brain jolted with pain over and over again. 

[color=757abd][i]What the fuck have you-[/i][/color]
[color=B2AFA9]”Oh. [i]My. [b]GOD![/b] What the fu- [b]WHERE THE FUCK AM I?![/b][/i]”[/color]

The two unfamiliar screams layered over each other and Ayesha managed to raise her head, unfamiliar surroundings filling her blurry vision completely. A place she didn’t know, filled with people she didn’t know. Her panic only heightened, harsh breaths becoming full hyperventilation. 

Where was she? Who were these people, why- why was she suddenly surrounded by strangers? Why was-

[color=757abd][i]Why are you fucking alive? Why am I stuck in here?![/i][/color] 

[color=cca4e0]”W- What?!”[/color] Ayesha stammered out, quiet enough as others voiced their own confusion that nobody should hear her talking to herself. But there was a voice in her head. One that wasn’t her own, noisy as it often was. She was going mad. No, no, she must have hit her head off her desk when she fainted. She’d died and gone to hell– 

[color=757abd][i]Oh you’ll wish you were dead![/i][/color] 

Ayesha trembled, hands moving from the ground to clutch the dirty jeans she didn’t remember wearing. Her gaze moved to the woman who seemed to be the most confident- she was trying to take charge, at least. But then she pointed at a monster. What?

[color=cca4e0]”W-What the fuck is that?!”[/color] Aya finally spoke loud enough for others to hear, voice filled with panic as she pointed to the flattened shark creature. [color=cca4e0]”I- I- I- I don’t– T-This is hell, isn’t it?!”[/color]

She did her best to turn her attention back to the calm woman, trying to follow the advice to take a breath. But how? It wasn’t just the monster that scared her. It was all the unfamiliar people. Where were her parents, or her siblings? Were they okay? She really needed them right now. But none of the faces were familiar. She sucked in a heaving breath, only trembling more as some man started talking about crazy situations and injuries and how they got here and [i]catches[/i] of the day, intermittent Russian filtering through it. 

[color=cca4e0]”I- I- I don’t know. I- f-fainted!”[/color] She stammered out, refusing to look at the shark creature. Her gaze flickered between the ground and Imani, her calm composure giving Aya something to concentrate on. It reminded her a bit of her older sister. 

[color=cca4e0]”I’m- I’m–”[/color]

[color=757abd]”Ooo, I’ll get my picture taken!”[/color] A ghostly woman floated out from Ayesha’s solid but panicking form, white hair blowing in a wind that wasn’t there. Her purple skin was slightly see through as it pointed towards the shark creature. [color=757abd]”Whatever a catch of the day is. An ugly fucker, this one. You're all freaking out a bit about nothing. At least you've got bodies!”[/color] 

She floated away from the person she was attached to, running a ring around Emil and then Ted on her way towards the flattened shark thing. One foot went to kick it, barely moving the thing and half going through it. She then turned towards everyone listening with a half grin. 

Ayesha herself looked up again, pointing a shaking finger at the ghost woman whose voice was no longer just in her head. [color=cca4e0]”C-Can everyone else hear her?!”[/color]