It's late afternoon when Rupert Giles steps out of the library closest to the Kashtta with a pile of books in his arms. As far as he's concerned, his first day in Chicago has, thus far, been completely successful.
Ten months ago, Giles was in Sunnydale. It was the year 2000.
He's still not exactly sure how it happened-no one ever is, according to
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