His vision pulsed with photonegative blackness. “Kelly! Nikolai! Where are you?” An excited voice shot back from somewhere close. “Nathan! Where did you come from?” Nathan stared at a stuffed rabbit in his hand. “Gunther?” “Yes. Can’t you see me?” Nathan rubbed his eyes. Apparently he was sitting cross-legged on the back cargo floor of the delivery van. Gunther sat in the driver’s seat next to Francesca, driving through light fog on a rural highway. “Yeah. I can see you now.” He looked around the dim van. Kelly lay facedown next to him, moaning. Beside her, Nikolai sat with the violin and case in his lap, leaning against the side window. His eyes were open, but he seemed in a daze. “How’d we get here?” Nathan asked as he reached for Kelly. “I was going to ask you that. I heard a loud bump, and you just showed up.” “I guess we got transported again.” Nathan turned Kelly over. As her arms tightened, clamping the mirror against her chest, she fluttered her eyelids and winced, accentuating a bloody gash across her forehead just below her scalp.
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