Lost and Found

You know what sucks? What sucks is when you get invited to a rooftop party in New York, attend, have a blast, pass out on the couch, wake up mid day, and realize you woke mid battle of some crazy ass alien battle with Superheroes everywhere. You know what else is even more bat shit crazy? When the man running the whole damn alien invasion finds you all alone in a short ass dress and takes pity on you and poof there you are in a castle with no idea where the hell you are. How the hell did I end up with a frickin god in a separate world, let alone become involved with the villain Loki.