37The next thing I know, we're standing on a barren plain at twilight. There's no sign of the monsters or the parking lot or the school or anything else from the last world we visited. Just us.
And one man, walking toward us in the distance.
"What the fudge?" I can't see him too clearly in the dim light, so far away. Is it a hundred yards between us? More than that even? "Where the spit are we and who's the new dude?"
Judd's still shaking a little from his near-death experience. "I already like him better than the bunch we just got away from."
"You and me both, bruh." I give his palm a pat. It's good to be alive. "Those guys were no fun, man."
By unspoken agreement, we wait for the man to reach us. What the hell else are we gonna do, right?
While we stand there, we take a
