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williams_sarah (williams_sarah) wrote in labyrinth_rpg,

Sarah found herself awaking on a bed of hay to the strange flash of lights and music somewhere closer by. A soft sound escaped her lips as she tried to rub the daze of sleep out of her head. The sight of straw bits that clung to her sleeve was a rather confusing site, she figured maybe Morgan had dragged some in from somewhere outside. It wasn't until she shifted herself upright that she found her surroundings to be quite different from the last thing she remembered.

Sarah wondered if she was still dreaming, though it had been ages since she dreamed of anything so vivid and real. She did what any normal minded woman in her position would do, pinch themselves. A sharp cry of ow later, Sarah had come to the conclusion that she probably wasn't dreaming.

As Sarah stretched up to her feet she begun to recount all the things she remembered doing since she woke up. She had gotten home around eight o' clock, feed Morgan, and made tea around ten right before she sat down to grade papers. Was that all? She wondered curiously. However, her train of thought was broken when she noticed two women standing a few stalls away. One with a Sword and the other wearing a rather revealing outfit.

What had she found herself in the middle of?