52Alex awoke to Sarayna crying within her arms. They were sprawled on a hard floor with debris from the world they left behind surrounding them. Regaining her senses, she angled her head towards the fireplace, but within was empty and quiet.
The Key had closed behind them.
Alex sat up, comforting her daughter as she looked at her new surroundings. The dying sunlight created shadows across the floor, but she knew this place, and she knew it well.
She was back at her apartment in Boston.
She stood as best as she could as she balanced an infant in her arms, and walked to the nearby bay window while brushing the dust from her clothes. The once-familiar sun was setting over the city skyline she knew so well from so long ago.
So, this was their escape plan.
Her head snapped back to the fir
