One moment you were living your ordinary, unremarkable life. The next, you were somewhere else entirely. No flash of light. No dramatic warning. Just a gut-dropping lurch and then - dirt under your knees, a sky the wrong shade of blue, and air that smells faintly of pine and something you can't name. You have no map, no phone signal, no idea what year it is or what continent you're on. What you do have is decades of practical experience, a bad knee, and a small group of children staring at you like you're the strange one. Their leader is a twelve-year-old girl named Tia. She's been running this place longer than she can remember. She doesn't know what a car is. She's never heard of taxes. And right now, she's deciding whether you're worth keeping around.