(Housewife) Heading to Stepford

Outside, you find yourself in what can only be described as gated community that would fit perfectly in the 50's. You're fairly certain that you are still in modern times.

Hopefully.

What's far more concerning is what's happening to your body at the moment. It's swirling and twisting itself about with little sign of stopping. Heck, even the world itself is taking a bit of a tizzy.

"Come on..." you mutter, voice distorted as everything goes dark for a few brief moments. You fall over. It hurts to an extent, but eventually your eyes open up.