Part 2

Narin and Sam arrived on a deserted road in a flash of light, startling a nearby squirrel, but otherwise uneventfully inserting themselves into a period of history.

"Are you sure this is the right place?" Sam asked, gesturing around. "We're in the middle of nowhere."

"Absolutely. Point me 5 degrees off true north, please." Narin asked.

Sam nodded and did so, and was about to ask why, when he picked up a stone from the road and threw it about one hundred metres into the woods, where it clearly hit somebody as she heard a somebody yell from beyond the tree line.

"Hey! Who did that!" The voice called out.

"Nicole!" Narin yelled out. "Towards the road please!"

Narin patiently waited while a woman in bright green robes with shoulder length brown hair came into view. As she grew closer, she paused and squinted her eyes.

"Narin? Shit! Narin!" She exclaimed, and started running. When she reached him, she jumped up into his arms for a hug. He smiled slightly as he hugged her back. "I missed you, you dumb lizard."

"I missed you too, Nicole." Narin said softly, letting go of her. "I want you to meet my other travelling companion, Samantha of Carcosa."

"Just Sam is fine, thank you." Sam replied, giving an over-exaggerated bow.

"What is she? She's not alive." Nicole said, gesturing at Sam. "No heartbeat, she's not breathing, but she's not burning up either so she's not a vampire."

"An oddity." Sam said with a smile. "The last breath of a dead universe, a piece of jetsam cast off from the Goddess of Chaos herself."