Dale fell through the tunnel of lights and sounds for what seemed an eternity, and he worried that this time the portal had taken him too far.
At last, it spat him out, dumping him out unceremoniously onto a rocky, hard, sunbaked patch of land. He rose to his feet and brushed himself off, trying to get his bearings. Though the landscape was dusty and arid, this was not the Middle East. Nor the Sonora Desert, where he’d come through before.
He turned and stared up at a red monolith before him. He was back at Ayer’s Rock, where they’d left Jacob before going through the portal with Neve.
Dale glanced about, but there was no sign of the energy shifter, nor any sign of their struggles with Neve here. Then he remembered. Elijah had closed the gash he’d torn in the earth to stop her. But ther
