During the time I was in the slumber; something went wrong. One year before my banishment were to end I fell into darkness and then I was yanked out to a ruined mess in what remains of a cold breezing hall. My mind is all over the place. I feel along the walls trembling and bare naked without a cloth to cover me but what I am covered in is scars. Scars from the Exo-Suit. My feet are cracked by shards of sharp ice.

Each step feels painful than the last.

I am in auto-pilot right now.

One question is in my mind.

Where is Loki?

I felt like I am not really in control of my legs. It was like the air is pushing me forwards but really it is not. I feel ready to fall down into a mess unable to get back up. I feel sweaty, strangely, with my hair in my way. I push through stepping over Arctic Xenomorph armor still laying around. I feel ready to fall at any given moment. It is all dizzy to me. There is steams of heat coming out of pockets in the hallway glowing red where smoke has recently been puffing into the scenery.

I rub my shoulder freezing.

I feel so scared and confused.

I came to the kicked down doorway seeing the threshold is snowed in. I summon a barrier of rock to slide back the snow leaving a complete oval clearing away inches out of the doorway. I lean alongside the door feeling my legs become wibbly-wobbly and suddenly they just move on their own sending me falling forwards. I can see the dark brown ground being my imminent landing in sight.

Loki catches me.

"I got you!" Loki said, with a little smile. "Did you miss me?" Then his face turns into a concerned one and he feels my forehead with his right hand. "Emily,you are running a fever."

"I-I--I feel cold, Loki," I said.

Every word that came out felt like a horse mumble. I hadn't spoken in so long I sounded different. Maybe it is because I had been a Xenomorph for 150 years and slept as one for 275 years. I fell myself be wrapped up in a soft blanket, shivering, while strangely sweating. My icy wrist trembles alongside his chest dripping sweat.

Loki looks up towards the sky.

"Heimdall, take us back to Asgard!" Loki shouts, holding me in his arms.

And then my surroundings changed from arctic to summer.