Traveling to another dimension is always a little disorienting.  Not because of anything like motion sickness.  In fact, for 'normal' humans, it probably would not be disorienting at all.  But for Demi...every dimension just<em>feels</em>different.  And that takes a little getting used to.  Especially a new dimension.<br/><br/>The air was breathable.  In fact, it was actually better than where she just came from.  It felt cool and clean in her lungs.  If you could call what she had fashioned 'hers' or even 'lungs'.  Which scientist had she used as a model to simulate human lungs?  She could not remember right now.<br/><br/>She was standing in grass.  Well manicured grass in fact.  Every few feet in every direction were slab markers of some sort on the ground in the grass.  A large tree dominated the small hill she was on and the leaves rustled quietly in the gentle breeze.  The entire affect was quite relaxing.  Not at all what she had expected.  'Home' dimension...where she had just come from did not have many trees at all.  In fact, only the very wealthy could afford them.  They were treated like priceless pieces of art back there.<br/><br/>As Demi slowly turned to get her bearings, she could see trees everywhere.  Hundreds.  Quite possibly thousands.<br/><br/>Demi was suddenly snapped out of the calm by a gruff voice.  “Hey!  What are you doing here?!”  She turned to be greeted by the countenance of an old man wielding a shovel.  As soon as the old man saw her face, he softened a bit.  “Oh, sorry miss.  We just get a lot of kids disturbing the markers.”  He looked into her eyes as if searching for something.  “Are you o.k.?”