She's Definitely Screwed Up in the Head.

The five, casket-like sleeping pods lay in front of Hao Ren. He could scarcely believe that these things simply popped out of thin air. As he was looking at the control panels of the pods, something Raven 23333 said caused him to turn his head rapidly in her direction. "Worsening? What's worsening?"

"The Plane of Dreams. Didn't 12345 tell you anything?" There was a hint of surprise in Raven 23333's voice. "Oh...seems like she has her own plans regarding this. It would be remiss of me to divulge too much. Ask her yourself when she gets back."

Hao Ren's jaw had yet to complete it's drop before he hauled it back up and swallowed all the questions he wanted to ask. He pointed at the pods. "Say... How am I bringing this back? I don't suppose teleportation would work..."

"Use your Dimensional Pocket?"

Hao Ren shook his head. "Ugh... it hasn't been unlocked yet."