It was, sadly, another day in the life of the Mutant Underground. Meaning Clarice, along with Marcos, Lorna, and John, had been trying to transport a group of mutants to the Atlanta HQ when they were attacked by Purifiers. They needed a quick getaway, and that was the point of her being there after all. So she grit her teeth and tore a hole through space, their destination on the other side as she bit out for the others to hurry through. Once everyone had made it, she was about to follow them - being urged on by John - when she felt something slam into the back of her head. She heard him yell. Marcos, too, she thought, but she wasn’t... She didn’t know, the portal changed, becoming a whirl and swirl of pinks and purples that swallowed her whole. And by the time she came to, she was curled up on the asphalt in what she assumed was a part of Atlanta that she wasn’t familiar with.