She was weeping, tears streaming down her face as she ran. The world around her 
faded and reappeared as she swirled in and out of existence, blind to everything 
but how close she was. Then she was standing before it, her disguise broken by 
its light. People were shouting, and running towards her, but it didn't matter 
because they were on the other side of the protective wall she'd helped put up 
last week and anyway they didn't understand how everything kept changing and 
things were going wrong spinning out of control and she was falling just as she 
was falling now into the swirling patterns of light and leaving the world behind 
forever-- 

Ambika woke up in a dark place. She looked around for the portal she had just 
come through, and predictably found nothing. 

She sat there for a while, thinking impassively about the dangers of travelling 
before one knew where one was going, and wondering idly when she would do it 
again. 

Then she stood, and vanished into the darkness once more.