Nausea and dizziness engulfed her, threatening to overwhelm her fragile state. She crawled weakly towards a cluster of oak saplings, desperate for something to lean on and steady herself. Amidst her disoriented state, a cacophony of shouting reached her ears, stirring memories of the distorted and inhuman sounds she had previously encountered within the stone circle. However, this was a more familiar chaos, the clamour of human conflict. Compelled by curiosity and a lingering sense of unease, Claire turned her gaze towards the source of the commotion, seeking to understand the world that had been forever altered by her journey through the stones.