Erin was back in the game. It had been two weeks, three days, and nine hours since she had returned to Ashen City—in which she spent two days in anger and denial, then four days trying to find an old man that had some sort of magical powers to transport her to another world—all to no avail. By the mark of her first week back in the city, she was tired and spent yet she was getting nowhere, and she knew she had to accept the truth: she had to readjust to her old life.
So, that’s what she did—she bought a new phone, bought a new handy bag, and opened herself back up for business. Before she knew it, she was back in her black cap, shirt, and pants, with a backpack slung over her shoulder, moving out into the night and checking to see if she got the address right.
The job that night wasn
