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And now that girl is missing.
Welcome to the fierce tent.
“I am Manipurdduna, the seer with all the art you a little young.”
Like 40 years too young. Who dares question? Are you serious? You too? River and Sam.
I'm sorry do we know you? Who are River and Sam? And what happened to your accent? You're awesome. Wow.
Wow.
All the traveling carnivals in all of the world, can you believe, teen, mister and doctor Anders
walked into mine, and dressed like a biker and an astronaut no less. Are the adult James and Monica still big into Halloween, Brinley, because it was wild. I know, it's probably weird that I'm writing new letters, but you told me I'd write a bunch in the future. So I figured, by wait, and before you get all Brinley on me, yes, I know you won't read
these for like, I don't know, another 30 years, that's not the plan. I just need to get my thoughts out. Let's see where to start. Since you and the Anders family left in the portal on Elixir Key, I've been searching for my parents.
Okay. Once more on to the breach, or portal. Frankly, it's been hard, lonely.
“Still can't find any information on where they move to?”
Yes. Hi. I'm looking for an address and phone number for Marie Capnish that's CA. Hello, internet can you get invented already? And it's not like I can just head to Juno, even though Joe is whatever.
Never mind. You're welcome, okay. It's really wasn't as bad as I made it out to me. You have to have company for us. School is a solid no-go after being disappeared for 10 years.
Too many questions. So I'm left relying on what I do now. The place is my mom used to talk about traveling too. Townsward we head friends, but traveling ain't cheap, so I need to find a job. Maybe it was fate, or magic, or a big old coincidence, but a month ago, the universe
popped a traveling carnival at my feet. I'm not a superstitious person, but when I saw the fortune tellers tent, I figured. What do I have to lose? Besides my last 15 bucks, whatever was left of my dignity. Maybe, just maybe, this Madam Fortuna would have some answers for me.
Only as I was about to walk into her tent, lo and behold, Madam Fortuna, aka Agnes Divido, was being dragged away in handcuffs. Insurance fraud or some such. The owner of the carnival needed a replacement fortune teller, post-case, and it turns out I was good at it.
I guess we're seeing the future is easier when you've already visited there, so I started doing my thing. Scamming suckers left and right. The money started to flow and things were cool. Until the moment to River and Sam walked into my tent.
River and Sam. I'm sorry, do we know you?
“Who are River and Sam, and what happened to your accent?”
That is what I see within you a river of knowledge and sampling of your future. Okay.
Let us begin, shall we, I am Madam Fortuna, the most powerful Sierra money can buy.
You have money, right? Of course we do. Then tell me, what can I do for you? Shouldn't you already know that? It's best to hear it in your own words, but I assume it has to do with the future.
It does.
See, we both have these dreams, but they aren't like regular dreams, they're more like glimpses.
Voices. What kind of voices?
“Madam Fortuna, can you really see what's going to happen to us in the future?”
Universe, you have done it again. What? Yes, I am quite certain. I know exactly what's going to happen to you. It's up at another accident, the day I was volunteering at the hospital.
Crazy, huh? Who is to say what is crazy? See, I love science, and I can't wait to become a doctor, so I can volunteer with the rescue squad, the research hospital. Can you believe it?
This dope got himself into another motorcycle accident and ended up in the ER with a sprain risk. Where? Wouldn't you know it? Monica was volunteering.
Talk about fate. Unless he did it to spend time with her, which is kind of romantic and a psychotic sort of way. I did tell him there were easier ways to get my attention. I would agree with that.
Hold on. I know why you look so familiar. You were there when I crashed my bike the first time. She was? You remember, I told you about her, Monica?
Ah, mystery girl, you kept talking about the one who called for the ambulance and then disappeared. Yes, it was you, wasn't it? Man, I thought about you so much since that day. Excuse me? What?
No, no, no, no, not like that.
I always wondered if you had seen something.
If you knew what happened, see, I had this gap in my memory. Yeah, I didn't even know what you speak.
“Maybe this is not a good idea and you should go on your way.”
What do you do at 40 bucks? Monica, that's all your money. She seems to know something, and I want to get to the bottom of what I've been seeing and hearing. And I guess 60, and you have to deal.
60, talking to the faith is hard work. Whatever, here's the other 20, tell me about the accident, what do you know? You came here to learn about the future, not the past, don't matter what you're doing or all about your visions and voices. There's one voice that taunts me, not in a bad way, it just stays with me.
I can't place it, and I feel like I need to. Is there any way we can contact that person? Contact. Yeah, like a say answer something, you think they're dead. I don't know, but I think wherever they are, it's not here.
You sure about this? Can't hurt, right? Okay, let me just light these candles. Let's see. What else?
Oh, the mystical chime. I can't do the say answer without a mystical chime. And now the mystical music, just press play on the mystical invocs and there we go. Now what? Please take each other's hands, relax your bodies, and close your eyes.
Okay. The same stresses of time and space, please grant us this favor, allow me to weave an unworthy of the threads for these poor children. Poor children, you're like two years older than us. Grant us a knowledge as you saw the various threads of our lives and to thee.
Patrick Wills, that is all of humanity. Patrick Wills.
60 bucks we will never see again.
We asked to see clearly that is which to come. I am seeing, I am seeing, a son, named Cyrus, we are men. You're saying we have a kid together, and a daughter, named Berdin, that's kind of cute, and another daughter, named Holenday. How that is definitely not, wait, holiday, that sounds kind of familiar.
I can't help but wonder, Brinley, what's going on out there in 2025? Have you and Cyrus and adult Monica and James gone back to your normal lives?
“Do you remember me or am I son, deleted, blip in your world, like a never existent?”
Like nothing happened. Cyrus, you're seeing this cute, right? The portal's growing bigger. And more, portally. Oh, Louis, Cyrus, thank goodness we're here.
Oh, yeah, oh.
Stay here.
“Dr. Andrews, we already tried to get in the lab, it's locked.”
Like I said, stay here. Cookies and cream.
Oh, no, no, I was going to get things done.
Dr. Sultice, what are you doing? Dr. Anders, you shouldn't be down here. Is this your son? Close the famous pen, pen. No, my name is Dr. Anders.
Where does this portal go? You can't hear you right now. He's concentrating, okay. So why don't you tell me? Where does this go?
I don't know. Neither does he. Is it a portal to a different time or place or? It's close. A completely different dimension.
More. Something on.
Mom, maybe you let's do it.
Mom, can you hear me? You see Monica Anders. She's there and a lab under one ear for her. Cyrus is there too. With great, great make.
All of the egg. You just touched the water and it didn't recede. What does that mean? Pen's portal is thinning the membrane between here and the world below.
It's open to us. Mom, Monica, Dr. Anders. Can you hear me? All the day, what are you doing?
“What if I can reach her and see if the water is letting me hear you?”
You're going in. I am too. No way. So long, John. Ridley is there.
If you go in. You can't stop me from following. Go, go, go. No chance. Yes.
What happened to her? What happened to her? What happened to her? The water. It's searching.
Oh, it's like something is right and it comes through. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. Get a statement. Come on, go without me. Watch me.
Mom, Monica, Monica, it's me. Hold it. Did you hear that? Someone say, "Polite?" What does it mean?
I don't know.
“But I feel like it might mean everything.”
Holiday? Here is a mysterious of time and space. What's happening? It's a trick, or are you making this happen? Uh, voice from another time and place.
Tell us your name. Okay, I think we should stop. It's not me. What is happening with the portal? Stand back from the glass.
How do I talk to the room? Grandmother. Mom. Mom. Can you hear me?
I have to get out of the lap. Get away from the portal. What's the one? It's calling to me. Mom.
Stay back. Stop it. Close the door. I'm not sure you know how. Let's go.
What's that? I don't know. Somebody fell through the room. It's... ...percent.
Well, brinley.
Just when you think things are finally falling into place.
That's what you call a rough landing. The future comes crashing through your tent. No way. Who? Are you?
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