Cynthia was dozing against the oak tree as a breeze blew across her.  Suddenly the wind was screaming and she was falling. She tried to open her eyes but the pressure was so heavy that she couldn't.  She screamed as it felt like she was being crushed and stretched and tied in a big knot all at the same time.  She fought to open her eyes again this time managing to get them open a slit.  It was total darkness, so dark she couldn't see the park or buildings around her or any of the other people who had been in the park when this freak storm blew in.  She didn't know what was happening but she knew that she would be lucky to get out alive.<br/><br/>Suddenly it stopped the tearing, howling wind, the sensation of falling.  Everything was still and quite.  She cautiously opened her eyes to survey the damage and found that she wasn't in the little park across the street from her office she wasn't even in town anymore.  Had a tornado picked her up and dropped her somewhere else.  She shook her head at that idea, if it had been a tornado she would have been hurt, right?  She looked down to make sure that she wasn't hurt and saw that she was naked.  With a squeak she threw her arms around herself and looked around for her clothes.  What kind of storm rips all your clothes off but doesn't leave a scratch elsewhere, she wondered to her self.  That is when she saw him.  He was just standing there staring at her.  He looked a little weird but at first she couldn't put her finger on it.  She reached to push her glasses up her nose and realized they were gone too.  She started to squint so she could see him better and realized she could see him perfectly fine.  She tilted her head to the side as she watched him trying to figure out what was off about him when it hit her, his eyes were very narrow almost squinty looking without the wrinkled up nose.  His ears were pointy, she realized also.  He didn't say anything just stood there staring at her.  Under her breath she muttered, "Toto, I don't think we are in Kansas anymore."