He's trying to kill us--could ruin him--worry about that later--grab your sister and go.
She's not falling; there is air; there is not a down.
There's a planet, overhead - she could call it "below" and declare herself upside-down.
It's pretty. ...It's square.
...Is there anything besides air in naive unaugmented range of her Sympathy-senses?
Well.
Maybe there will be answers on the...square thing. (She's not ready to label it a planet.)
She starts flying.
She flips over so the blood isn't rushing to her head and continues descending. She aims for...they have three continents, or continent-like things, okay, she'll go for that one on the edge that's closeish to that other one.
For lack of a better idea, she finds someone who doesn't look busy, approaches them with a vaguely apologetic smile, and starts trying languages at them.
Well, they don't speak her language, but they listen to her for a bit and then yell at somebody with variegated green hair walking down the street the opposite direction. The lady with the variegated green hair comes over and gestures for Odette to continue. The original pedestrian leaves Odette in the care of green hair person.
"It's called Genoshan. It's from the Free City of Genosha. Which is on a flying island. Above a spherical planet. I am really extremely lost."
"I was trying to teleport away from a murder attempt and found myself floating with a weird square thing above my head."
"The kind where you're more concerned with getting away than getting to. I wasn't thinking very clearly, because murder attempt."
"I didn't know teleporting could do that. I expected--well, I expected to land elsewhere in the city, or at worst somewhere else on the planet."
"I feel like we're talking at cross-purposes. What do you mean by teleportation spells?"
"No but like what's with spells, plural, d'you have a way to teleport by Sympathy here?"