Two interesting subjects from a world that's not one of the many, many, many variations of Earth, disappear from where they previously were between heartbeats. Possibly even during the middle of a conversation.
Calsa; Kind, caring, and mindful/
Lin; Bold, dutiful, and clever.
They each see a flash of an incredibly immense human male figure looking at them, chuckling, and then throwing them into a dizzying tunnel of light.
And then they are on a beach. The sun is high overhead. It's hot. It's sandy. It's windy, which at least helps with the heat. The ocean waves lap steadily at the shore on one side, and on the other the beach continues for some 200 feet before being broken up by piles of grey-black rocks, with a few palm trees scattered around. Behind the rocks is a lush jungle, violently green. Trees and bushes and grasses and the occasional flower.