Beschrijving

I’ve officially made things worse.

We escaped the Supernatural Alliance. We got away from the witch supremacists trying to use us. And in the process, I trapped us in an unstable pocket world of my own creation.

So… great job, me.

Now we’re stuck in a reality that doesn’t quite follow the rules, with limited supplies, lingering trauma, and absolutely no easy way out. Some of the people I care about are still reeling from everything we’ve been through—and I’m running out of ways to hold everything together.

Also, I may have a few minor problems.
Like no reliable access to the human world.
Or medical supplies.
Or anything resembling a backup plan.

But sure, this is fine.

My estranged sister insists she has a solution. I’m just not convinced her version of \