Megumi had enjoyed the past games and activities that her team had played, and found herself smiling and laughing a lot more than she had expected to. Every minute she was moving, and it was the first time the small girl had experienced such a thing since her adventures in abandoned buildings. At night, whilst people were telling ghost stories, she had her eye caught by the camp leader, who decided to tell as tale of strange adventure. To Megumi's ears, the story was a new adventure. She had never heard a story like that before, and her eyes twinkled with glee at the new information she could share with her friend upon her return.

The next day the petite woman felt sick down to her toes. Nevertheless, she kept going on strong, going as far as putting on a surgical mask so her sudden cold wouldn't spread. It was strange, she had never been one to get sick unless she had stayed up the night prior on coffee and studying to her death. None of that had happened yesterday, in fact, she had slept early the night before. There was nothing she could do to counter it, just take some pills and hope it blew over. Near the end of the day, she saw that everyone else in her group had also fallen ill, and when everyone started to depart to their cabins, she scurried over to hers quickly. She changed into a summer panda onesie costume she had in her luggage bag. Megumi didn't have much time to question why such a thing was with her pajamas, or why it was on the top of her pile in the suitcase, instead, she ended up passing out on the bed as soon as her back hit it (with her glasses still on,) due to her extreme fatigue.

She woke up quite suddenly however, as she felt pain on the side of her face. Groggily, she forced her eyes to open, and met an unfamiliar floor. Sitting up, she noticed the others seemed to be up and about, and even going outside what seemed to be an empty house. Slowly, she picked herself off the ground and followed them all outside.

The surrounding nature, was familiar, yet not. She could pinpoint mountains she had seen before, but they were bigger than she had remembered, and much grassier. Megumi wasn't panicking, surprisingly, but she was still in a half-asleep state where everything seemed dreamlike. She had been in situations similar to this when she had explored haunted places, but she wasn't doing stuff like that, and everyone seemed confused, or scared. Rubbing her eyes, she yawned loudly, and looked from Billy to Suzanna and finally to Anna, who proposed the plan to split into groups.

After her sleepiness finally wore off, Megumi got a good look of their surroundings. Something was off about where they were, and it seemed like a really bad start of some anime she had watched before, but she didn't really want to seem stupid so she kept quiet about it. They seemed to be separated into groups, but the petite girl was skeptical about such a thing. Was it really safe to split up in a place that seemed out of some book? Some thoughts bounced around in her head for a bit as she inched towards her group. The situation was completely out of the blue, and to top off the weird feeling she had, they had all been sick the night prior to this occurrence, so maybe it had something to do with their current situation.

Her trail of thought was broken when she heard Lucas, and gave the taller male a respectful bow before walking off after Mikheil, Anna, and Rain. Anna and Mikheil seemed to hit it off all too well, and she couldn't help but feel envious, though the feeling washed away as she picked up a large stick nearby and started to play with it, pretending it was a sword and whatnot. Their current predicament bothered her greatly, to be put in such an odd setting all of a sudden, it was like a test. The stick in her hand moved about in the air, as if drawing her erratic thoughts. She looked a bit silly in her panda onesie, barefoot and waving a stick around as her group walked into the forest, but she didn't seem to care, as she was busy trying to figure out a logical explanation for the sudden transport of only her team.

The ground trembled as she had jumped over a small boulder, and she lost her footing and fell on her hands and knees. Grumbling, she stood, wiping her hands and knees clean of dirt. "Not to worry Mik-san*," She grumbled, a bit more to herself,"You are not going as mad as you believe."

(* She pronounces it as "Mikku" so it's like, 'Nikku' but with an M.)