Harriet raises an eyebrow, but accepts the bottle without comment and slugs half of it down. "Thanks," she gasps as she recaps it. "Not from my world, not from this world…are we Beyond the Gate after all, then?" She pauses, seeming to listen for something. "No," she decides. "Definitely not, though there's something weird going on. Something, I mean, weirder than both of us being here."
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