She didn't intend to find the door. It was just...there, all of a sudden. Waiting. She knew which one it was. Zelenin had hoped she wouldn't see it again for a while, but... When fate offered a chance, she wasn't going to turn it down.

Zelenin hurried to the church, gathering her belongings together. This was it...they had to find a way. Had to.

*Zelenin...is actually happy. She hasn't felt like this in...years, maybe. She can't exactly remember. She never would have guessed she would meet someone she felt so close to in a place like this. That woman was...incredible. It felt good to have a friend again. Even if that friend did live in the...well. Red light district. It wasn't like Bootes ( Read more... )