[Regina, as it turns out, can't even say goodbye to her soulmate for good without something happening. She huffs out a breath as the air is knocked out of her lungs when she hits the ground. All she can do is stare at the ceiling for a moment before slowly sitting up, bringing a hand to the back of her head. Either she's been knocked out, or Ingrid's magic at the town line did something no one expected - sent anyone who tried to go through it to different land. But she'd watched Marian and Roland step through; they'd been fine. Robin too, and she can still feel his fingertips dancing at the edge of her own. But then she was here, and she has no idea what happened. She hadn't stepped over the town line herself, as badly as she'd wanted to. No, she couldn't because there's Henry in Storybrooke.

But now she's here, and the thought of Henry spurs her into action, finally standing, disoriented and glancing around. She can't stay in this room, wherever the hell it is, and she opens the door, stumbling out into the hallway. And that's when she realizes, as she raises a hand to produce some kind of magical defense (against what she doesn't know), she finds that it's gone. She's powerless here, wherever here is, and that's more terrifying to her than anything else. Every time her magic has been stripped without her consent she's very nearly died.]

What in the hell is this? Henry, are you here?

[Her yell is loud and echos a bit, so she finds the stairs, barreling down, losing her breath until she reaches what appears to be the lobby of a hotel.]

[She has a suitcase. Of course there's a suitcase, and now she isn't sure what's more bizarre. The fact that she's here at all, or that somehow a very odd selection of clothing choices (plus a stuffed crow?) are waiting on her. She's out of her element, not used to being the one cursed like this, exactly. The curse she can handle, but there's no green sister behind this one, Ingrid was dead, and she couldn't have pissed off someone between the spell of shattered sight being broken and saying goodbye to Robin. It seems there are a few people milling around, though no staff, and everyone seems about as confused as she is. Suitcase in hand, her ire is raising by the second. She has a room number, and a room key, but she's pissed.]

Has anyone bothered to try figuring out where we are, or are we supposed to mill around like idiots?