Something in her mind slid sideways then, it was the weirdest sensation she'd ever felt but somehow not felt at all and everything was just sliding sideways.
The laminated glossy cover of the manga slid over her finger tips anchoring her for a brief moment before suddenly it was gone.
Her bed beneath her was gone, and her room around her, and her cute little pink desk lamp that glowed a soft orange light that her mother had bought after she'd found out that Kagome had been staying up late trying to study was slowly starting to fade-
Without any conscious reason Kagome's hand snatched out and grasped her favorite lamp by its adjustable neck because Kami she couldn't leave without it and she hoped the cord would reach where ever it was she was going-