It was by no means a graceful return to consciousness. Elsie blinked several times trying to figure out what had happened. It wasn't until she sat down that she noticed she was in a room but it wasn't her room or that of any of her friends. It looked too big, too well maintained. Almost like a display model in one of the houses maintained by the National Trust, frowning, Elsie ran a hand over her face. "This must be a crazy dream... yeah, a dream and at any moment Keely or Ailsa will wake up. I'll be up. Any moment now," Elsie decided, but she knew deep down that it wouldn't Wasn't a dream. Turning around, she placed both hands over her eyes and frowned, trying to remember what exactly had happened. Keely had missed her by a few inches, but it was gone. -thing after that except the feeling of falling into freezing water and then...letting out a frustrated sigh, Elsie spoke out loud, something she did when she knew no one was there. "Where am I?" "You're in Minas Tirith," Elsie informed. She let out an involuntary cry and removed her hands from her face. Taking a few breaths, Elsie regained her composure and looked up at the person, the woman, who had entered the room. “Where?” asked Elsie. "I've... never heard of it..." "You've never heard of the White City?" » replied the woman, looking a little shocked. “Um, no…sorry,” Elsie said, a blush creeping onto her face. “How did I get here?” » The question had been running through his head for a while now. It wasn't like she had miraculously appeared somewhere and everyone would be completely okay with it. Elsie knew this and was determined to find out what happened. "You were discovered......in the middle of the newspaper......during debate after Mysie asked what country they were in. "It's Middle-earth. " said Merry, studying Mysie curiously. "Okay, now I really wish we had Keely here," Torri muttered. "She knows about geography." "Look, we don't really know what what happened,” Mysie said honestly, “If you give us, I don’t know, an hour so we can explain… as best we can. stuck and it would be a big help if you could help us, even just for a moment you are so for that,” Mysie said brightly. “By the way, my name is Mysie and this is my sister Torri and our friend Laire.” “My name is Sam,” he gestured to the others. “This is Frodo, Merry and Pippin.” “Great, jokes all round,” said Torri cheerfully. “Then we’ll let you lead the way.” » And they left.