[Grace has live around people who experience the paranormal. Or even the types of people who themselves are the paranormal. But she's only ever watched the occult happen to other people. First-hand experience is a new thing.
One moment she's cheerfully on her way to a bar, ready for whatever the night may send her way. The next she's on a dirt road, walking up to a looming castle. This isn't the city, obviously. If she'd been drunk already she probably would have just brushed it off, but she hadn't even reached the bar yet...]
Alright then. None of these jump out so just gonna run with something else.
One moment she's cheerfully on her way to a bar, ready for whatever the night may send her way. The next she's on a dirt road, walking up to a looming castle. This isn't the city, obviously. If she'd been drunk already she probably would have just brushed it off, but she hadn't even reached the bar yet...]
What the hell?