St. Mungo’s. No, that was even more impossible. Even if she was dreaming, this would have taken place in Italy. She hadn’t come back from the main continent yet. “No, I’m still in Italy, there must be some mistake.” Irene replied, looking at Enid as if she’d grown two heads. But…there was something in the way the girl spoke that made her pause. “Wh - why am I in St. Mungo’s?” Her heart jumped as she realized Enid’s figure was now flickering in and out of focus, as Irene was looking at her through an out-of-focus telescope.

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