Not unlike my own experience. I awoke on a beach, sure I'd been kidnapped, and was very quickly ushered onto a train where I experienced some sort of nightmare involving a tea party with murderous clockwork people.

[She smiles ruefully.]

Disorienting, to say the least.

[It's dark through the hole, but Caitlyn's not one to be deterred - or at least to admit that she's deterred - by darkness. She steps through, careful that she's stepping onto solid ground.

Keeping her rifle held loosely by her side, she reaches back and pulls out her torch, shining it around.]