Houlihan had done nothing but think since she woke up in the mist. She'd found her apartment, and then promptly locked herself within and had a good cry.

Then she had set out to explore. It wasn't long before she came to as pond that looked ... awfully familiar, though her brain insisted that all ponds looked the same.She sat down under a tree. ( Read more... )

O'Leary Montagu had had a hangover ( Read more... )

Houlihan opened her eyes, and all that greeted her was mist. Fog. Definitely not Korea, but not Haruvatat, either ( Read more... )