This was.....not what she was expecting. One minute Abby was trying to contain a Thylacosmilus who had appeared in the middle of someone's house, the next she was falling through an Anomaly and she was pretty certain this wasn't Pliocene. For one, they didn't have walls. And climate control. The Anomaly the Thylacosmilus came through must have closed, and a different one opened. But where was she now?

Abby looked up at a branch of some kind of flowering tree she didn't recognize to see Rex, chittering away. At least someone was happy to be here.

"Rex you get down from there right now. We're not supposed to be here. We have to get back before it closes--" Abby's blond hair moved from side to side as she looked this way and that. No Anomaly. Well, that was bad.