Neal expected to see a valley, maybe with trees and hopefully a road out of here, possibly a town.  Instead, he saw the impossible.  The sky seemed to be on fire.  It pulsed hypnotically with a swirl of colours, and he found that he couldn’t look away.

            “It’s burning,” he said, in the same dreamy voice Genevieve had used.

            It wasn’t, quite, but it shimmered in reds and yellows.  The earth appeared to have been scorched, a desert wasteland, like the badlands in Alberta or Arizona.  It was the kind of place where nothing lived, but where things went to die.

            “Ethan’s out there.”  Genevieve repeated in her strange new voice.  “We’d better go get him.”

            They all stepped out into the burning wastes, and knew no more.

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