It had been a strange sequence of events that had brought them all to an even stranger result. Had you asked any of those sitting around the noisy cargo hold a few months ago what the would be doing on that night they would have given any number of things but none of them could have predicted what was about to happen.<br/><br/>It all started when Doctor Samuel Hainic in his research claimed to discover a way to use gravitational fields to "jump" from one level of the universe to the next. Of course hailed as a lunatic by most of his peers only a selected few actually gave his theory any sort of credit. Mainly one Adrian Muir. He had gone through a good chunk of his railroad inheritance in order to get the Doctors vision to it's completion and most labeled him as insane as the Doctor himself.<br/><br/>After the research had been completed and the experiments ran over and over the group was finally assembled. A German archaeologist named Kohler, a close friend of the Muir's Florence along side Susan Miller their linguist should they even encounter any other form of life, and finally Alex Smade their survivalist. They where all explained exactly what would happen however in all honesty they mostly assumed that Hainic was as insane as the rumors stated. Still with a hansom sum of money and their own personal reasons the group had agreed anyway and now where on the threshold of the expedition.<br/><br/>The engines of the cargo plane was almost deafening. The group all sat across from each other a bit nervously as the Doctor handed out the parachute packs. Only a few hours ago had then been briefed on how one actually "jumps" from your plain to the next. It turns out that the Doc takes the term literally. The group was expected when the correct altitude was achieved to jump from the plane to the ground below. If all went according to plan the packs the Doc had added to the parachutes would turn the resulting increase of gravity as they plummeted toward the earth into a small rift. Once the parachute was deployed they would be landing in a land all together new and unexplored by man. It sounded foolish, ridiculous, frightening and dangerous to say the least. Most if not all of them assumed the box wouldn't work and when they landed in a field outside of town they would simply collect their money and head home with a story to tell. None of them could have been completely prepared for what happened next. The Doctor after passing out the Portal Boxes and parachutes went to check on their location. The tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife and nobody really talked more just looked at each other in amazement that Adrian was able to find people actually willing to do this.<br/><br/>The Doc emerged from the cockpit and tried his best to speak over the engines. "Alright! We're here!" he said with excitement in his voice. "Help me push out the cargo!" he directed as he moved towards a large crate in the far back. It was full of provisions and things they may need in the future, strapped with it's own parachute and portal box. Adrian opened the door leading out into the night sky. The cold air rushed into the cargo hold hitting each individual like a brick. With a bit of force Adrian and Doc were able to get the cargo out the door and they both watched as it fell to the ground. Mere seconds after it left the plane small sparks appeared around it till suddenly it was out of sight. No parachute was ever seen. Both Adrian and the Doc looked at each other with a bit of concern for a slight second before the Doc broke the bad feeling.<br/><br/>"Okay who's first!!!" He said with a grin as he made his way down the isle stopping at each pack and switching on the Portal Box checking on it before he turned waiting on their response, a look of a child at Christmas eve.