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Al had seen most of the faces that appeared in the movie around town, of course. He hadn't spoke to more or less anyone since his arrival to the town, two years prior, though. His focus had been, mostly, on fixing up the house and mingling with the tourists that arrived for their stay at Gladstone's.

A foot appeared on screen and Al frowned. He crossed his arms over his wide chest and leaned forward as he watched- cursing himself, quietly, for not bringing his reading glasses.

The authoritative sounding man held a radio that crackled to life with the movie's sound, and Al frowned at that too.

This place is feckin' weird. He thought, to himself- though he did cast a glance to the mannequin at his side; and another at the mannequin propped in front of their only exit. The presence of the odd, shopping mall creatures always lingered at the back of his mind. He'd done his best to avoid them if at all possible.

His suspicions about them had only proved to be confirmed when they'd grabbed that cocky kid and taken his eyes. Al would refuse to have anything to do with the damned things. Would resort to violence, if he had to.

He rolled his shoulders and scowled, attention turning back to the screen. He said nothing, to anyone. Just watched, waited. Straight-backed and impatient in his seat.

The scene shifts.

The group is now in a clearing.

Something stands with in it with them. It could have been a deer - it may in fact be a deer - but it had multiple legs and six pale mint colored eyes.

Autumn Smith approaches it, talking with it.

There is another burst of static on the radio, an eerie voice heard.

Heliodora, Heliodora.

You forgot her

you left her

The scene fades once more as it is clear the group is trying to talk with the creature.

The screen flickers and comes into focus once more. Now there is a grove of mangroves. There is a pool of water and a young woman with ice in her shoulder (part of her) that sits at it.

The group is there now but the radio releases only static.

Brows furrowed as Juniper watched the screen. The more she watched, she began to realize that some of the people she had seen around town or at work. Ok. So they weren't complete strangers, but what was going on? The lack of sounds sucked.

As if to answer her wants, she miraculously heard voices to match the movement of the people's mouths and it was coming from behind her from Shun's radio. That wasnt odd at all.

Then there was a severed foot, a deer looking thing, and the radio had a creepy odd voice coming out of it. "What the hell. Who is Helidora?" She turned to the other curiously after the image of a woman appeared on a screen.

"What was that?" Temperance hadn't recognized any of the people in that odd film, aside from Zac. What was the point of showing them some kind of Bryan Fuller tableau with deer and severed feet. Frankly, she didn't get it. Maybe she should be treating it like a lecture and taking notes. But, perhaps because she simply wasn't all that invested in the screen, she noticed the footsteps and stiffened.

That... that wasn't part of the movie. "Someone's in here," she hissed. "Like a walking someone." Then, because what could it ******** hurt, she called out:

"Who's there?" Her voice was a little sharp, on edge.

Temperance's voice echoed in the theatre but, for the moment, there was no answer.

"And who are you?" Temperance eyed the man warily, "Besides one of the people on the movie." However, there was no way to be certain this was the same man nor a way to determine (aside from vivisection) that he was mostly human. She frowned.

"Oh hey, it's the...guy," Lily called out from her seat in the peanut gallery. It seemed to be of no particular surprise to the girl, considering they'd all presumably been dragged to the other world some similar way. She tried not to think of him at Blackfriar's, the things that had been done there, the lives that had been ruined and destroyed.

"You here to drop some knowledge on the whole foot thing, Teach?"