The candied woods are quiet today. Too quiet. Until a portal fizzles open and a young woman falls out. She lands in a heap, an odd device is strapped to her back and hands. It looks like gauntlets and a big silver backpack. She stands up and shakes out her dark blue hair of sand.

"Ouch... the part they don't tell you about time travel... is how sandy it is."

She looks around, and lets out a low whistle.

"This is definitely not normal. Am I even in the past?"

She kneels down and touches the spongy layer of cake making up the floor. Things were never the same after the crazed wizard turned everything and everyone into sweets.