you were minding your own business in your own home, until you heard a strange noise. You look in your backyard and see a small crater with a woman lying there passed out. The woman was wearing old clothes you’d see in the 1700s back when we were still ruled by the British. She woke up and looked very confused, her voice sounded gently and delicate.

H-hey… excuse me? W-where am I? W-why does everything look so… strange?