This is unexpected.

Anna stands in the middle of the bar, looking all around.

Things feel . . . off.

But she can't quite tell how, or how much of it is just normal end-of-the-universe interference with powers she hasn't had much call to use for the last couple decades.

Interesting.

Strike One.

The Bar is a disaster area. Bottles fallen everywhere.
Broken. In pieces. Wait rats still working everywhere.

Strike Two.

There is a green glow hologram floating over her bar.
No. Not kidding. A green glow hologram over her bar.

Strike Three."What do you mean we only have these ingredients? We stock several universes ( Read more... )

[OOM:

"And now, we, what? Catch up?"

"On the seven years, or eons, missed?"

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The debriefing with Zachariah had not been pleasant ( Read more... )

[OOM: Jeremiah 18:4.]

[OOM in an out-of-the-way barn: What's the inverse of Falling?]

[OOM: . . . last night on Earth . . .]

[OOM: Reunions are supposed to be happy occasions, right? It probably helps if you're not on the run from both angels and demons, though. Go figure.]

[OOM: Hebrews 13:2.]

[OOM: Luke 4:24.]