Moments later, I appeared at the Brooklyn pipe, only to jump straight into the shimmering entrance to the Bifrost. I arrived in the gloom, shadows enveloping me, surrounded by trees, and right beside a headless woman. It took a moment in which my heart beat triple time, to accept that the woman was indeed a statue. Headless or not, it was not a pleasant experience. I saw Enya straight ahead open her eyes and yelp when she noticed the statue. She slapped her hand over her mouth. I tried hard not laugh. It didn't take too long to figure out we were standing in the middle of a cemetery. I'd arrived behind Aimee, and when she saw me, she gave me an odd look. I frowned at her and gave my head a tiny questioning shake. She reached out and ran a finger across my cheek. The pad of her finger was red with dust from the canyon. When she raised her eyebrow, I said, "Long story." And she just snorted. "What a strange place," said Siri, staring around her, then up at the small dull patch of darkening sky above our heads.
