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“To make sure that the girl is okay, and maybe untie
her.”
    “ Got it covered.” Said the man, as
he worked at untying her bindings. Tom handed him the Athame to
assist with freeing her, while Bailey took the opportunity to stick
his nose into the girls exposed crotch and sniff it
enthusiastically.
    Finally the girl was free, and she was
standing unsteadily on her feet. Regretfully, Tom lent her his coat
to cover herself, even though he secretly had no desire for her to
cover up. Once she was free and equipped, she looked hungry and
cold still. Tom suggested that they might want to go to the RV and
fuel themselves up, so to speak.
    A few moments later, the group of them was
clustered around the campfire, roasting more hot dog wieners, and
drinking beer, glad to be out of the fray. The man was Sidney, and
the girl was named Charla. Tom could tell that Sidney was smitten
with Charla, so he privately promised himself that he wouldn’t
aggressively try to have a Charla taco, but he knew himself well
enough to know that he would not turn it down.
    When they had arrived back at the RV, Tom had
rummaged about in the RV and managed to come up with some suitable
clothes for Charla that was part of the former owner’s wife’s
wardrobe. For the sake of social ease, the dead owner’s dead wife
had become Aunt Ida, and Tom had borrowed their RV for this little
vacation/pilgrimage.
    A couple of hours of campfire communication
revealed that both Sidney and Charla had a touch of the old Watcher
magic. Sidney had just got back from Afghanistan, where he had
started seeing Rocs vying for airspace, and Ifrits occasionally
tangling with the troops out in the desert. Charla was simply a
home town country girl, and she was one furrow that Sidney had
wanted to plow from before he joined the army.
    After sounding the two of them out about their
immediate plans, it was determined that the two of them would be
happy to tag along with the trio in this half-assed pilgrimage to
fix the world. Bailey was very happy to have Charla tagging along.
Apparently, whatever he sniffed in her crotch made him very
attached to her. Tom thought that Sidney had competition for
Charla, and not just from Tom.
    The next few hours were devoted to each of the
members of the group filling in the rest of them on what parts of
the jigsaw puzzle that was reality that they had been made privy
to. Bailey spent the time training Charla to scratch him on the
belly like he liked. When he had a reason to get to his feet, he
now had a special ‘I got a bitch’ spring to his step.
    Charla was the least experienced of the group,
mostly just seeing the occasional warping of reality, a few
relatives had appeared to her that were long dead, and of course,
her tour of duty as the sacrificial virgin at a summoning of one of
the Great Old Ones. She was a bit doubtful as to whether she
qualified as the virgin in that scenario. She thought that some of
the things that she had done with the local boys, girls, animals
and inanimate objects should have given her the status of
‘ex-virgin’.
    Sidney had seen a few monsters in his time,
and he had developed that battlefield sense of intuition that keeps
you from stepping on a land mine, and that puts that lump of rock
in the pit of your stomach for days, as you wait for the next shoe
to drop, that shoe usually being a surprise attack by the enemy of
the day. He did not have a visual on what was about to happen to
our world, but he had a bad feeling that he needed to do
something.
    George filled them in on what he knew about
the Sage in the East, and collaborated most of the information that
the new couple almost knew, and later he collaborated the
factoids that Tom brought to the table. He covered his recent
history, including the odd tornado that he encountered in Tennessee
which went through the town, damaging nothing. The people were all
mystified by a full-on tornado which did no damage, but then people
started discovering that all