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[not_macgyver]

Flash and bang and the population of this world's Sydney, Australia goes up by one

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[godofshiny]

"You're telling me." Replies the man in the mirror. "You don't belong here."

[not_macgyver]

Mac's used to things on the other side of the mirror. He's just not used to them looking so... human.

"So you people keep saying," he grunts through clenched teeth. "How about you come through and we'll find out who belongs where?"

[godofshiny]

"Australia is a dangerous place young man." Mort steeples his fingers. "Not many humans to begin with. Too much desert. Odd things rise through the shifting sands. And, sometimes, the dreamers awaken."

[not_macgyver]

"Not telling me anything I don't know. So, I take it this little playground of illusions is yours? Barrel of laughs. Four stars. I laughed, I cried. What say we stop playing games now and get down to it?"

Mac dips into his cargo pants and comes up with a nail gun in one hand and a circular saw blade in the other.