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“ARGH! You…” Burn spluttered. “Were you dropped on your head too many times falling through holes in reality? And maybe keep that part down. Otherwise people will think you’re crazy.”

Caleb quickly looked at his drink. He had stepped in it now. Burn took a sip.

“Hey Ax-Punk. Did we land in your reality this time?”

“Pardon?”

Caleb didn’t quite understand. But then again nothing in the last few hours had made sense. He had left, been somewhere and now was sort of back. But… how. The only other places outside of this home world were heaven and hell. He clearly was not in heaven and it didn’t seem bad enough for hell.

“I guess this is what you call my reality.”

Caleb continued to drink his soda. He should feel safe now. He was back. He could find his way home easily. So… why was he nervous. Something told him that this was not over yet. He had missed a detail. But what?

The Hussar rejoined the group at the bar. Boy, he stood out like a light in the dark. It made Caleb uncomfortable. He drew attention Caleb didn’t want. And it added to the gnawing worry in his head. Standing, Caleb patted the Hussar on the arm.

“We should get you some plain clothes. You stand out a lot.”

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