The world changed. Olivia nearly vomited at the sudden shift—worse than pulling six gs during a hot landing approach. She saw red for a few seconds. When she could see again, they were somewhere else. A space station—built to a distinctly human design. She could even see Earth out a massive domed window above them, or at least another planet similar to it. Only the scale was wrong—everything was built to pony size. All the holotables were right within reach, and the chairs low enough for them to lounge comfortably. She made sure not to look up at the slowly rotating world outside, which would have made her nausea worse.