[ some time between turning their backs on the pyre at augsburg and busting the door down on the witch in the desert, gretel finds herself separated from her brother and their newly acquired companions and in some sort of glass cage, choking on blue slime. the cage opens and spills her out and she lands on her hands and knees, landing a bit too hard on her right wrist, but hopefully avoiding a break or a sprain. after a minute to regain enough of her bearings to will her limbs not to shake, she pushes herself to her knees and looks around, wiping the slime out of her eyes so she can see whatever's happening better.
no one seems to be all that better off than she is, but she does notice that there are several around who have been through this ordeal before. after a few minutes of waiting for the unease and nausea to ebb away a bit, she rises unsteadily and starts heading towards where everyone else is headed. the room is harsh and bright and loud, totally foreign to someone who was previously in eighteenth century germany, but she manages to find one towel to clean herself off with and another to cover herself before she starts investigating the place. ]
gretel | hansel & ____: witch hunters
no one seems to be all that better off than she is, but she does notice that there are several around who have been through this ordeal before. after a few minutes of waiting for the unease and nausea to ebb away a bit, she rises unsteadily and starts heading towards where everyone else is headed. the room is harsh and bright and loud, totally foreign to someone who was previously in eighteenth century germany, but she manages to find one towel to clean herself off with and another to cover herself before she starts investigating the place. ]