[Tsona]

But out of limitations comes creativity.


The first thing that came to Stacy was the noise. It wasn't deafening exactly but when you've been working in a room with only your own movements as a source of sound, you tended to be a little sensitive to everything else. A breeze blowing gently through the air. Leaves rustling as the chatter of birds called out to one an-

Birds?

The young scientist's eyes opened and she sat up, taking in everything as she looked in wonder. The tall trees surrounding her, thick vines hanging like tendrils from the branches. Large bushes that lightly rustled from either the breeze, or some hidden creature. The tall grass that tickled her back and legs. It had worked. Feeling a rather dopish grin spread across her face, Stacy quickly got to her feet, letting out a small cheer as she did a 360, taking in everything to confirm that 'Yes, this was not some fever dream, it was very very real'. "Hah! After months of work and nearly all of my savings at that shoddy cashier job, I did it. Take that Harvard!" Oh how sweet it was to see the fruits of her labor, still grinning as she bent down to retrieve her headset before pausing. "...well hello there..."

Glancing down, she finally began to notice the difference in her clothing, gone were comfortable pajamas and replaced with hiking boots, rather short cargo shorts that seemed to be constantly riding up, and an alarmingly too small tank top. Even her glasses seemed a bit different, the thick rectangular frame now replaced with a thinner circular one. Still, it only meant there were some bugs to work out and she could do that after a little exploring.

"Entry log 2. The experiment was a success and I seem to be in some sort of tropical area. So far I'm able to breath fine and my movements seem at norm though strangely where it was once night on my world, it seems to be daytime here. Continuing on for more data to record." She began to trek fodward, her grin returning once again as she walked through the shrubbery.