“Looks like we’ve found something, Mystic Girl. Seems we’re not done with Gaston after all. Better send Duncan back in.”
Police department, yep, thought synchronized Mystic Girl while turning. Knew it all along.
But she also knew that Duncan wouldn’t like what’s coming up.
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Oh no. I’m being used again.
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“You can’t go through that gate. But you *can*. Right Mystic Girl?”
“Mystic Girl?”
Sunklands 