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basic_powers) wrote2008-03-03 06:20 pm
basic_powers) wrote2008-03-03 06:20 pm
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Toronto, Canada, January 14th 1935
Tyler jolted, jumping up at the sudden touch of someone's hand on his shoulder as Enzo was inside the tree house. He fell forward, face first into a puddle of grim and slush, and got up coughing to look back at what had grabbed him when he saw his surroundings.
He wasn't near the treefort anymore.
I'm pretty sure I'm not in Milliways anymore... Tyler thought as he looked around, wiping the muck off of his clothes. He was in some kind of back alley, between two old brick and wood buildings with a bunch of junk, paper and debris collected in the corners. Pretty sure this isn't Kansas either.
There were voices, people talking outside of the alleyway, he could hear them, but not make out what they were saying.
I bet I've fallen into the past. AGAIN. Tyler thought to himself creeping up towards the voices slowly to see if they were friendly.
He wasn't near the treefort anymore.
I'm pretty sure I'm not in Milliways anymore... Tyler thought as he looked around, wiping the muck off of his clothes. He was in some kind of back alley, between two old brick and wood buildings with a bunch of junk, paper and debris collected in the corners. Pretty sure this isn't Kansas either.
There were voices, people talking outside of the alleyway, he could hear them, but not make out what they were saying.
I bet I've fallen into the past. AGAIN. Tyler thought to himself creeping up towards the voices slowly to see if they were friendly.
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... Come to think of it. They haven't even been born yet.
The only person he could possibly 'know' in could be not born yet..Or just a little girl still.
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