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A few hours of walking north of the Grand Canyon, there is a FLASH followed by a BANG with the immediate appearance of a small, skinny teenager standing where nothing had been standing before. She freezes, dark eyes tracking this way and that, the quickness of the motion the only clue to her panic.
Then, a few feet away, there's a FLASH followed by a BANG with the immediate appearance of a large, floppy bloodhound in mid-distressed bark.
A bark which rapidly transforms into a yap of contentment as it spots the girl and trots toward her, long ears flapping.
Jordan Harper grins at her dog, but it only lasts for a moment. While she scratches the creature's ears, she looks around at the desolate bit of land she landed in.
Nothing that can do this, in her experience, should or could be ignored.
Then, a few feet away, there's a FLASH followed by a BANG with the immediate appearance of a large, floppy bloodhound in mid-distressed bark.
A bark which rapidly transforms into a yap of contentment as it spots the girl and trots toward her, long ears flapping.
Jordan Harper grins at her dog, but it only lasts for a moment. While she scratches the creature's ears, she looks around at the desolate bit of land she landed in.
Nothing that can do this, in her experience, should or could be ignored.
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"There are people familiar to you in this world. Monsters, as well."
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Sara. Charlie.
"Who?"
Monsters don't concern her. Monsters are everywhere and she's familiar with plenty of them.
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Still. She's talking to a mirror. It's entirely possible that her family is here and this... guy. Doesn't know.
"You mean hunters."
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"But, in the vein of non future information, I can tell you there is a gas station about 13 miles north." He points in the right direction. "No one has scavenged it yet, lots of twinkies."
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It's hard not to comment on his gift of prophecy, and how he sounds more like a prophet than a god. Jordan manages by focusing her attention on her dog and giving her another earscratch.
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Mort smiles that slight smile of his.
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Vaguely, she wonders if he trusts hers anymore than she trusts his.
"I guess I should start walking, then."
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Little tidbits, it's what gets him followers.
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At least one of them is.