"I ripped a hole into another universe a couple years back. It was a dead end."

And possibly not even my own doing, but I leave that part out. I don't even know why I said as much as I did. It's not a period of my life I like to advertise, exactly, and it's doubtful it'll even impress her. (Wait, do I want to impress her? At least she's stopped writhing around the sand for a minute.) The portal technology's been lying dormant ever since. We had to smash it up pretty good to keep the monsters over in Red Riding Hood's forest didn't follow us home.

I nearly got Chase and Tony killed, I was so desperate for a way out of here.

"This place isn't big on answers. Doesn't mean we've stopped asking, mind you, but don't expect to go home tomorrow."