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As Bina drops into the ominous silence of the space between times, she thinks, not for the first time, about the complete and total absurdity of everything she is currently doing.



"Someone hold onto Amie!" says Bina, shaking herself out of her momentary lapse into confusion and existential dread. "Don't let her wander off again!"

"Hey!" says Amie. "That wasn't my-"