<div style="text-align: justify;">Debbie didn't really noticed that Jessica seemed offended by her not staying there. The little blonde only nodded when Jessica asked if she was okay, and went on about her day. It wasn't on purpose or with the intent to offend anyone. Debbie was usually absent-minded, and if she had realized what she had just done, the young woman would very likely be mortified. As it was, though, Debbie simply went on with her grocery shopping. That is, until she heard the sound and notice the bolt of lightning coming from the outside.<br/><br/>Leaving her basket behind, Debbie followed Jessica and Dr. Alhajri out, worried about the possibility of some damage having been caused by the lightning. <br/><br/>As she reached the parking lot, Debbie noticed her fear was justified. A poor tree had been shredded by the lightning, and that didn't feel like a very good thing. If others like this followed, there could be fallen trees, and that was always a risk.<br/><br/>Debbie had just turned to Derek to ask him if he didn't think it would be good to alert the Police or Fire Departments, when the second bolt of lightning struck. <br/><br/>It was so fast, it left none of them any time to react, as they were all struck and hit the pavement, unconscious. Lucky for them, it was just for a moment, and a few seconds later, they were coming back to their senses. That was all well and good, except for the fact that the place where they came to their senses didn't look exactly like the same place they had been standing before the lightning bolt.<br/><br/>Shaking her head when she opened her eyes, Debbie accepted Hussayn's hand. "Yes, thank you", the woman replied, fixing her dress and looking around. The names in Spanish made her frown. That wouldn't be such a surprise in some parts of Texas. But they were in Arizona, and that was unexpected, to say the least. Not to mention the fact that everything was different.<br/><br/>Noticing the Mexican-looking man, Debbie disobeyed the order to stay behind. She stopped by Hussayn and scanned the newspaper quickly. After that quick scan, the blonde blinked a few times, confused. She then turned to the Mexican officer and pointed at the newspaper. "Disculpe, señor, pero este periodico es corriente?"<span style="font-weight: bold">*</span>, the petite woman asked, frowning. Maybe they should go from there to figure out what the hell had happened.</div><br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">*I'm sorry, sir, but is this newspaper current?</span>