Fredericke paused on the shores of some beach down in Mississippi. Something...Something had made her pause and she couldn't figure out what it was. She had been having a bad feeling for the past couple of months. Nothing bad. Just this dull throb in her stomach that something was going to happen. Instinct you could say. It often saved her when she stepped wrong on a rock and was about to take a headlong  fall into the waves. This wasn't the case though this time around and it had never lasted this long. She was starting to get annoyed by it. She had better things to do than worry about some feeling that may or may not be right. Such as making sure the professor...And she was too light as she watched her boss get swallowed up by a wave. It didn't seem to affect the old man any as he stood there laughing like some kind of deranged villain.<br/><br/>Being the assistant to a absentminded marine biology professor sure had its ups and downs. Sometimes quite literally.<br/><br/>The wind held a bite to it as she started towards the surf, backpack on her back and a clipboard in her arms. Just as soft sand gave way to firm and her toes meet the coolness of the murky water, everything suddenly turned upside down. Or was it spinning around and around? All Freddie knew was that one moment the horizon was barely moving and the waves were coming in and the next....Wavy lines everywhere. The water seemed like it was up in the sky now and the line between the heavens and earth got all wonky. Like a child trying to draw a straight line but tilted it ever so slightly.<br/><br/>Faintly, in the distant, she heard the roar of the waves and the professors excited laughter. It was like hearing through a mound of cotton though. The sights weren't getting any better so she closed her eyes and rubbed them with her free hand, hoping to stop some of the nauseating sights before they actually made her sick. She didn't know what was wrong. Usually she didn't get any sort of motion sickness or sea sickness, but this time....This time the world just wouldn't stop moving.<br/><br/>Freddie became aware that something was missing. Something that should have been there but wasn't. Opening her eyes and hoping for the best, she squinted in the sudden bright light. Wait a minute. This wasn't right...The day had been slightly overcast. When did the sun come out? And where was the sounds of the waves? It had suddenly clicked into her brain that the roaring of the waves was what have been missing. It wasn't quiet. Not by a long shot, but as she turned to look at the forest behind her and then the field in front of her, the woodland sounds just made her panic even more. There was no woods like this on the beach they were at. No fields either. Just where in hell was she?<br/><br/>Fighting the urge to call out, she took deep calming breaths. Her flight or fight response was trying to kick in and she knew it wouldn't help. There was no where to really run too and no one to really fight. Scratch that, she thought as the sounds of other people reached her ears. There were people to fight, but it wouldn't do any good. She doubted they had been the cause of her suddenly appearing here. There had to be something behind this. Some kind of drug that made time all wonky so while for her it may have only been a few minutes, for everything else, it had been hours. That had to be it.<br/><br/>"Well. Standing here isn't going to solve anything." Clutching the clipboard tightly to her chest, she went towards the sound of the voices.