It was the crackling that woke her up.

She jolted awake, face-down on the ground, coughing as the mists of wherever she was invaded her lungs. Lungs heaving, she pushed herself off of the damp, hard ground, wheezing when her left arm responded with sHEER AGONY. Cradling it against her chest, clenching her fist to try and distract herself from the pain, she froze when she heard the crackling again. It was coming from her hand. Slowly uncurling her hand from her chest, she held it out in front of her in shock.

It had what appeared to be a diagonal scar on it, except the scar was somehow bright green, and glowing (and crackling, as previously mentioned). Actually, now that she thought about it, the mark, or whatever it was, looked kind-of like one of those interdimensional tears that she came across while travelling through dark space, once every while. Weird.

Since it wasn't really hurting her at the moment, apart from a strange tingling sensation, she lowered her hand to her side, shook her head, and started to walk in what seemed like a promising direction. Fortunately, or unfortunately, the second she turned around she was blasted in the face with bright light, which just so happened to be coming from the top of a very strange looking structure. While she was on the topic of everything looking strange, she was trying really hard not to think about why everything was green/black, and about how things were just floating and all weird and shereallywasn'tgoingtogointothisrightnow. Instead, what she did was start towards the source of light, and try to figure out how she was going to get up there without falling and breaking something vital. 'Like my spine.'

When she reached the base of the ramp...thing leading up to the (presumably) portal back to some semblance of normalcy, she started hearing scuttling sounds behind her. Turning around to try and see what they were and how close they were, she didn't spot anything for a couple seconds unti-ohgodno. Immediately spinning back around, she bolted, scrabbling at handholds as she ascended as fast as she could.

As she was scrambling her way up the near-vertical platform, she started to hear a woman above her, screaming at her to move faster, that they needed to leave now, or else something worse than the things chasing her would show up. This obviously made her move a great deal faster, though at the minor sacrifice of her previously pristine gloves. 'Thank goodness I decided to get some gloves, as well. Otherwise I don't think I'd even have fingernails anymore.'

Now that the woman was within sight, she realized that this was the priest(ess) who was being held hostage earlier.

"The demons!" The woman shrieked, after glancing behind Ida.

"While the motivation is very much so appreciated, I'd really rather not know what they are!" Ida screeched back, increasing her scrabbling against the rocks, getting closer and closer with each movement. The woman reached down towards her, extending her hand as far as she could without toppling over the edge. Ida latched on, and the woman pulled her up, with a considerable amount of strength, seeing as she looked like she was at least in her 70s.

"Thanks." Ida panted, taking a slight breather, as she was most definitely not a sprinter in this form "I needed that."

"You are welcome. Now come, we must leave this place before the demons catch up to us." The priestess replied, turning and beginning to run towards the tear, which was presumably their ticket out of... wherever they were. Ida also started to sprint towards the tear, as the creatures were getting uncomfortably close, judging by the noise they were making. She booked it, passing the priestess, yelling at her to keep running, but only looking back once she heard a scream. Turning, she lunged towards the priestess, grabbing at her hands, and trying her hardest not to let her get dragged away by the creatures. After a brief struggle, the woman looked up at her, resignation in her gaze.

"Go." The priestess released her grip on Ida's hand, and was dragged off into the void. Realizing that the priestess had sacrificed her life to save Ida, she stared for a second, before turning, and jumping into the rift.