Kiara stared at the woman before her, noting the way her hands trembled as she clutched the fabric of her gown. The woman's eyes darted around, wide and filled with fear.
"I'm not supposed to be here," the woman stammered, her voice shaking. "I'm... I'm human. This doesn't make sense. One moment, I was on stage, and then everything went dark. I woke up here—wherever this is."
Kiara's brows furrowed as she tried to make sense of the woman's words. "You're human?"
"Yes!" the woman cried, her voice laced with desperation. "I was just about to accept an award for my work, and now... now, I'm in this place. This body feels like mine, but it's not. It's so strange."
Kiara's heart skipped a beat. She leaned forward, her mind racing. "Wait... are you saying you're from the future?"
The woman blinked in confusion. "The future? I... I don't know. Maybe? Everything feels so wrong. Please, I don't belong here. You have to help me get back!"
