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The Preserve, Thursday Evening
May. 1st, 2014 02:19 pmThursday morning, just as Anna had been beginning to wonder what exactly she was supposed to do now, if she needed to move out of the dorms or what, she had gotten a letter from Portalocity, apologizing for any inconvenience and requesting her to report that evening for a reroute to her correct final destination. It sounded pretty ominous even before considering she was reasonably sure her 'correct final destination' was the bleak place she'd dragged the Obeahman to before she fell through a portal and wound up here.
Based on what she knew of Portalocity, she wasn't really surprised it had taken them two years to figure it out. And while she supposed she could have just...not shown up for her portal, she thought it might be for the best. She wasn't ever going to be alive, after all. Maybe it was best to just go on. At least she'd gotten to graduate from high school first. She'd packed up her few possessions for donation, made a few phone calls, and now she was in the designated location for her portal, waiting.
The portal was late. Of course it was.
((Anna's last post! Open to anyone who wants to say goodbye.))
Based on what she knew of Portalocity, she wasn't really surprised it had taken them two years to figure it out. And while she supposed she could have just...not shown up for her portal, she thought it might be for the best. She wasn't ever going to be alive, after all. Maybe it was best to just go on. At least she'd gotten to graduate from high school first. She'd packed up her few possessions for donation, made a few phone calls, and now she was in the designated location for her portal, waiting.
The portal was late. Of course it was.
((Anna's last post! Open to anyone who wants to say goodbye.))
