He was driving her in a car. She thought they were out for a nice afternoon spin but then he told her he was dropping her off and she would have to walk the rest of the way by herself and suddenly she noticed she was only wearing her pyjamas and slippers.
After a long scenario entailing mislaid travel tickets and a lost passport, it became apparent the rest of the group would have to leave her behind at the border. She looked in the waiting-room mirror: her hair was cut in a strange way and there was a gash across her top lip. She could no longer recognise herself.
She discovered that her body was in fact made of many separate pieces that could come apart and then be placed together again in an entirely different way. She started trying to do it. Hours went by. She should never have taken herself apart in the first place.