*Annja stares around the room in surprise, still holding her flashlight up in one hand and an open book in the other. Ok, this was not what she was supposed to find on this dig. One minute she'd been picking through a ruined castle, indeed, a -condemned- ruined castle in Scotland and the next she was... here. Now, admittedly, this certainly looked like it fit with the castle she'd been exploring but... in a whole lot better shape. Absently she mutters* Where on Earth did I end up? For that matter... how did I get here?
*Curiously she wanders around the room, studying the architecture intently, periodically making muttered remarks about it to herself. Realizing her flashlight is still on she clicks it off and stows it in her pack, slipping the book in after it and retrieving another one. Opening the new one she glances from it to the walls, continuing her slow walk. After a few moments she reaches the table of applications. Shaken out of her reverie, Annja glances down at them, automatically picking one up. Frowning slightly she peruses it, occasionally mumbling an answer out loud*
( Well this isn't your everyday castle decor )