Frozen she stood waiting. Again another faint clicking noise. The noise continued... every minute or so the soft, faint click. After the fifth or sixth time she started counting the seconds between.
Fifty seven seconds. Fifty seven seconds between each barely audible click. If the room wasn't to quiet she would have never noticed it. The clicking continued, every 57 seconds.
She used her fingernail to etch a small line on the stool every time she heard the noise. Exhausted and hungry she laid down on the pile of blankets and was able to slowly drift to sleep.
When she woke something was different about the room, something had changed, and her hunger had disappeared. She sat up to realize that the room wasn't the only thing that changed... Her dimensions were off. She felt like she was in the wrong body, someone else's body. When she was finally able to stand she realized she was no longer in the same place, she was in fact somewhere completely different.