Murphy felt the shove, and suddenly her breath slammed into her chest, which was now rising in falling in rapid succession as she tried to catch up to the change of surroundings again.
She sat up in bed and looked around the room. Her room. She was relatively sure she was awake.
Which just meant...
"Molly," she whispered. She was out of bed and running toward Molly's room, hoping against hope that Molly would meet her in the hallway before she could get there.