The teleporter beeped, and a message appeared on the display output again, blinking in bright red letters:
"WARNING [1/3]: TARGET DESTINATION NOT SET. IMMEDIATE ABORT SUGGESTED."
"WARNING [2/3]: MULTIPLE SPECIES DETECTED IN CHAMBER. IMMEDIATE ABORT SUGGESTED."
"WARNING [3/3]: AUTOMCATIC ABORT DISABLED. TRY TO ABORT PROCESS MANUALLY."
Mary felt a surge of fear and confusion. "What does that mean?" she wondered.
She looked at the display output and tried to make sense of it. But as she tried to open the door of the chamber, she noticed that it was locked. Mary started to panic. She damned herself for playing with the teleporter without knowing more about it. Now trapped, she could only stare in fear as the machine powered up.
The teleportation process was quick, but it was intense. Mary felt a rush of energy and a strange sensation in her body, like a wave of electricity that coursed through her. She was surrounded by a bright light that blinded her for a few moments, and then suddenly, everything went dark...
***
As Mary's consciousness fought its way through the thick fog of unconsciousness, a surge of disorientation gripped her tightly. Her mind struggled to make sense of the jumble of sensations that enveloped her. She blinked rapidly, trying to clear her vision, only to be greeted by the lush green canopy of the jungle, swaying gently above her. Panic clawed at her chest as she realized she was no longer in familiar surroundings. Fear surged through her veins, fueled by the unknown and the untamed.
Her thoughts raced, a cacophony of fragmented worries and questions. Where was she? How did she end up in this remote and perilous place? Was she alone, or were there unseen dangers lurking in the shadows? As her eyes darted around, searching for any signs of civilization or a familiar face, a primal instinct screamed at her to take action. She needed to assess her situation, to find a way to survive.
In the midst of fear, a glimmer of resilience flickered within Mary's mind. She refused to succumb to the overwhelming dread that threatened to consume her. With every shallow breath, she willed herself to remain calm, knowing that panic would only cloud her judgment.
When Mary's vision were finally fully cleared, she found herself in a jungle. She was lying on the ground. The jungle was dense and lush, with towering trees that blocked out most of the sunlight. Vines hung down from the branches, forming a network of green that crisscrossed the forest floor. Strange, exotic plants grew everywhere, some with brightly colored flowers that seemed to glow in the dim light. The air was thick with the sounds of animals, from the screeching of monkeys to the haunting cries of unknown beasts. Everywhere Mary looked, she saw movement, whether it was the flicker of a lizard's tail or the rustling of leaves as some unseen creature moved through the underbrush. Despite its beauty, the jungle was also full of danger, with hidden pitfalls and deadly predators lurking around every corner.
Mary felt strange, like she was in a dream. She couldn't remember how she got there or what had happened to her. The last thing she remembered was going downstairs to Dad's lab.
As she lay there, she realized that something was different about her. She felt lighter and more agile, like her body had changed somehow. But she didn't know what it meant or how it had happened. Mary thought the strange feeling was some effect of her previous dizziness.
Mary knew that she had to find a way out of the jungle and get help. The longer she would lie there, the more she would become prey for the inhabitants of the jungle. She had no idea what was waiting for her or what kind of danger she was in, but she knew that she had to keep moving forward and find a way out of the mess she had gotten herself into.