She was standing in a swirl of black waves she was thrown into for a millisecond before travelling into the past. The next thing she felt was her feet standing on the ground. The eyes fell shut at the blinding lights, followed by the girl shielding her face with her hands. When her eyes adjusted to the light, she slowly moved her hands down, taking in the familiar setting. The glass capsule lifted in the air, making the professor take small steps. The walls, the lighting fixtures, the smell, the console, the oh so familiar face.
"Close the mouth before it catches a non-existent fly in our lab, fag", the professor chuckled softly at the thunderstruck face of her friend standing in the white coat behind the console.