San Francisco | Monday Evening

[neurotic_witch]

Chris had been feeling vaguely out of sorts for nearly a week. Like something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. He had tried calling Savannah a few times, but she hadn't answered and he didn't want to leave messages and worry her.

At the moment, he was attempting to cook dinner. He... had not inherited his mother's cooking

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[walks_two_paths]

After talking to Sean and Eve, Savannah called the next person on her list.

[neurotic_witch]

"Ow, shit," Chris muttered as he answered the phone. Spaghetti sauce wasn't supposed to bubble like that. "Hello?"

[walks_two_paths]

"Chris?" The voice was very quiet.

[neurotic_witch]

And the spaghetti sauce was forgotten.

"Savannah, what's wrong?"

[walks_two_paths]

"You're alive," she said in a whisper. "I was so worried."

[neurotic_witch]

"Of course I'm alive," he said. "Why wouldn't I be?"

[walks_two_paths]

Savannah sniffled. "We fell into comas and woke up in an alternate universe. You..."

[neurotic_witch]

Chris frowned. "What kind of alternate universe?"

[walks_two_paths]

"Hell, Chris. It was hell. Vampires hunted us for food and it was a daily fight to survive. You... you and Phoebe were dead."

[neurotic_witch]

Well that sucked.

No pun intended.

"God, Savannah. How did you end up there? Are you okay?"

[walks_two_paths]

"I'm not physically hurt. The people in that world cast a spell to get help. It ended up hijacking our minds into their bodies in their world."

[neurotic_witch]

"Damn."

Of course, Chris picked up on her wording. "How are you dealing emotionally?"

[walks_two_paths]

"I threw away all of my vampire movies." That was probably telling.

"Chris... I died there. I was murdered by someone who was my friend. I was only in control of the body of this other Savannah for three days and I got her killed. She had survived almost three years there."

[neurotic_witch]

"Oh, honey," he said softly. "It wasn't your fault."

[walks_two_paths]

"You were dead, Summer was a vampire. Your aunt Phoebe was dead, killed to keep Bel in control. The vampires dampened down magic. If you arrived there, you never left. The vampires treated us like their meals on wheels. Eve killed Johnny. Gwynn made Eve a vampire. Wyatt locked down and pushed everyone away."

[neurotic_witch]

"... that definitely sounds like hell," he agreed.