Entrance Post
[ Pre-Milliways]
A door opened.
Doors open to many places, and from many places. Not all doors contain a tall Englishman with a suitcase, however, and not all doors that contain said Englishman lead to Milliways.
As the door clicks closed behind him, Ethan Rayne surveys his new surroundings.
...not the outside of his hotel room, then.
"Well," he murmurs, calmly, "I don't recall taking anything, so I doubt you're a hallucination. I haven't hit my head, so you're not the product of a concussion. I've not done any particular ritual, so you aren't a spell gone wrong." He chuckles a little at that implication. "Somebody else's spell, perhaps. In which case, no doubt they'll make themselves known."
Of course, there are a few people he knows who could probably work a spell like this. Time will tell, no doubt.
A door opened.
Doors open to many places, and from many places. Not all doors contain a tall Englishman with a suitcase, however, and not all doors that contain said Englishman lead to Milliways.
As the door clicks closed behind him, Ethan Rayne surveys his new surroundings.
...not the outside of his hotel room, then.
"Well," he murmurs, calmly, "I don't recall taking anything, so I doubt you're a hallucination. I haven't hit my head, so you're not the product of a concussion. I've not done any particular ritual, so you aren't a spell gone wrong." He chuckles a little at that implication. "Somebody else's spell, perhaps. In which case, no doubt they'll make themselves known."
Of course, there are a few people he knows who could probably work a spell like this. Time will tell, no doubt.