Enid was sitting on the top of the long house looking up at the clear star filled sky. The kind of sky you just couldn’t get in the twenty-first century, or the 29th century for that matter, at least from Earth. Beneath her the village slept before the inevitable storm clean up that would follow the brutality of the day before. Her hair was still soaking wet, her dress was still covered in mud. She heard movement behind her and looked and it was her daughter who would have had to climb up here, but she knew how. She’d done it many times as a child to find her mother. Hazel was also still wearing a muddy dress. She looked at her mother.

“No Veld?”

Enid shook her head.

“I wanted to, just to forget. But then I thought better of it and gave him a kiss on the cheek and thanked him for his kindness then I came up here to look at the stars.”

“Do you miss going to them?”

Enid nodded.

“I wish I could take you with me. There is something about flying into a new star system, finding a living breathing world, or a world that is like nothing ever dreamed of by humanity. Knowing that you are the first person to see it ever. And there are so many galaxies, stars and planets. Infinite possibilities. I could see so many of them with Apollo and my immortality. But with no one but a computer to share them with…would it be worth it?”

Hazel scooched closer to her mother. Putting her arm around her shoulders.

“Mom, I’m sorry about Rolf and his family. This is my fault.”

Enid shook her head.

“Its not your fault, and it is not God’s fault. Its not Lucius’s fault, its not my fault. This is just life its what Artiya’il was trying to tell me, I thought I understood. But I listened without hearing. He was trying to tell me that God could not do any of this because he’s as trapped as that Angel was. That’s why I haven’t seen an angel in the flesh besides Artiya’il. Something has severed reality from God’s realms. Its why we cannot get into Limbo. I do not understand what is happening and I would love to be able to talk to your Aunt Maria about it.”

“What about the lightning?”

“Maybe he can affect things that are already here. Something is guiding us though. I was so angry last night, I just wanted to hurt God for hurting Rolf, hurting Miko… just everything. I thought it would anger him, but that angel that tried to come through. He was terrified. Whether it was because I had said I was going to burn it all down, or I honestly don’t know what I’m saying.”

“You’re making a lot more sense than you usually do mom.”

“I’m stressed. It feels like I am sticking my fingers in holes and the dam is crumbling around me. I can feel it. For every fallen one or demon we kill another three appear. And the more there are the more wrong I feel. I feel like there is something more I can do, this thing at the edge of my perception but when I focus on it, it vanishes and then comes back the moment I turn away.”

“Mom you remember what you used to tell me when I was staring at a task that seemed like I could never complete it, because I did not know where to start?”

Enid nodded.

“I’m going to remind you anyway: All you can do is the next right thing. Put one foot in front of the other, start with one thing, even if it is getting out of bed in the morning.”

Enid smiled at her daughter and leaned her head against her shoulder.

“So, no Ulfor?”

Her daughter shook her head.

“No, we… I kept thinking of Miles.”

Enid nodded. She wrapped her arms around her daughter and hugged her tightly.

“Want to watch a movie?”

Hazel nodded.

“Which one?”

“Something funny, but not a rom-com, I’m not sure I can take seeing other people happy together right this moment.”

Hazel smiled.

“I know just the movie.”

“Blame Canada?”

Hazel nodded. Enid shrugged.

“I’m not sure I feel comfortable watching that with my kid… but I guess you’re old enough.”

Hazel laughed.

*****

A few evenings later, once Enid had ensured the children were well on their way to recovering. The mother and daughter were pulling on first century traveling clothes. Enid found herself wishing they could use the modern things she had in her pack but watching a movie in seclusion was one thing, walking around in 29th century military wilderness kit was an entirely different one. She had made a compromise though and was wearing her Atlantean armor under her concealing clothes. The summer heat would be challenging without it. She was pulling on her last boot and Veld was watching the pair arms crossed.

“It feels wrong letting you two out into the wildness alone. Especially into those untamed wilds.”

Veld shook his head.

“My sister and I are fully capable of handling ourselves. You still have the bruises to prove it.”

“A little sport is different then being stalked by a pack of wolves.”

Hazel laughed.

“We do the stalking.”

Enid elbowed her daughter gently.

“What Greta is trying to say is that we are very knowledgeable in the ways of the wildness, especially in that land. We know it like we’ve lived there half of our lives.”

“Then perhaps a couple of men to help with the burden of your mother’s remains? And why are you leaving at night? Are you trying to break your necks?”

Enid was internally amused by the man’s concern and would have welcomed his company, but no way was she taking a mortal into the wolf-born lands. She held up her hands.

“Veld, I appreciate the concern, but we belong there, you do not, and our mother’s people are not the most accepting kind. They will kill you and anyone else who comes with you. My sister and I are accepted they will guard us once we enter them. The trip there, will be through thick woods, and animals will not bother us. We will be fine. Trust me as your families trusted me to heal your children.”

Veld frowned, he didn’t look happy, neither did the king who was feeling the same about the two apparent teenage girls. Veld offered her a sword.

“At least take a weapon.”

Enid smirked at him and reached down to the table and waved her hand over the holo-web that concealed Lucius.

“Just because I fought you without a weapon doesn’t mean we are weaponless.”

Veld jumped back at the appearance of the sheathed blade. Enid picked Lucius up by the sheath and waved her hand over the holo-web causing it to vanish again. She slung the invisible blade over her shoulder. Enid reached up and touched Veld’s upper arm.

“We are more then we appear my new friend. May the Gods watch out for you until we meet again.”

Veld nodded and the next thing Enid knew she was embraced by his burly arms. He whispered.

“I wish that you looked at me with same eyes that you look at Rolf with.”

Enid and Veld separated it. Enid looked at Veld, she thought she’d done a good job of concealing her love for Rolf, apparently she did not.

“Your secret is safe with me.”

Enid nodded and motioned for Hazel to get a move on. She strapped her own invisible sword to her back. Enid picked up her mother. Veld blinked at her. He had lifted the woman to bring her here. To see Enid do so without effort suddenly put into perspective how easy she had gone on him. Hazel waved to the people who came to see them off. Rolf was one of them. His sad eyes followed Enid’s every move. The pair walked down the road for a several hours then turned into the underbrush. There was no path or road to the place they were going.

“Mom you can let me carry her she’s big for you.”

“No, I don’t care tired. You can take over when daylight comes.”

“Are you sure the extra layers will help?”

“Yes, she’ll be fine.”

The pair traveled in silence for long enough that Hazel was now carrying Enid’s mother. It was about midday. Enid heard something in the distance behind them. She’d felt someone shadowing them but couldn’t pinpoint it with her actual senses until then. She looked at Hazel and spoke a little louder than normal.

“We should stop and rest before we go much further. I am exhausted.”

Hazel nodded to her mother and also spoke loudly.

“I’m exhausted. There’s a clearing right there. Looks like a good place to rest.”

Enid smirked when she saw where they were. It was a hollowed tree, the very same one she took shelter in so many thousands of years ago but had not yet done. Enid motioned to the dark hollow and Hazel nodded. Hazel gently placed her grandmother into the darkness of the hollow. The pair sat down and leaned their backs against the tree that concealed the hollow. They heard their pursuers getting closer. If it was people from the village they would not be so loud. Enid pictured the plates over her armor and kept her eyes closed. The men stepped into the clearing and spoke in hushed tones.

“The small one whew, she’s gonna be worth a fortune. The big one might be useful for labor or arena.”

“Nah, this is special order boys. Be careful with the small one, employer told me she’s dangerous. And you heard the story back at the village took out to armed men. Get the shackles and saps ready.”

Enid felt a shadow over her. Then a hand on her mouth. She pictured a wrist blade forming on her right arm and punched upwards. Smashing the blade through his lower jaw and into his brain. She let the blade form back into a plate and he fell off dead. The one who had been approaching Hazel had lost half of an arm and then his head. That left three of them left. They were dressed in traveling clothes and looked non-descript. One was closer to Enid and she knuckle punched him in his throat hard enough to crush his wind pipe. He held his neck and started to suffocate he desperately tried to grab Enid’s arm and she kicked him off of her. Hazel cut the other man from his shoulder to his waist her Atlantean blade slicing through bone as if it were butter. Enid lept at the furthest target her wrist plates both extended into punching daggers, and she swiftly punched him in the chest with one and under the ribs and into his heart with the other. The last remaining slaver was trying to flee but Enid was behind him and Hazel so when her leg swung around with a round house kick and caught him in the face and clothes lined him he slammed to the ground with an audible thud.

Enid heard more footsteps rushing towards them. She drew Lucius from his sheath and prepared to kill more slavers. She stopped her overhead swing of Lucius just in time to stop from cutting Rolf in two. The blade had cut into the armor enough that hit hung half on. There was the briefest moment of silence, the only sound in the clearing was the man on the ground struggling to get a breath that would never come. Enid quickly slid Lucius into sheath. The men from the village looked at the carnage that the two woman had wrought. Enid turned away from them and kneeled down and snapped the one who still struggled to breath’s neck. She knew exactly which part of the spine she would need to sever, and she did it efficiently. Hazel had the last remaining living one too the tree. His face was a bloody mess because Enid had hit him directly with the armored plate on the front of her calf. Hazel shook him, then placed her blade against his throat one hand on the hilt the other on the blade.

“Who sent you? Who hired you?”

The man spit blood at her. Hazel kneed him the ribs. The sound of cracking bones made the force of the blow obvious. He groaned.

“We got a tip, two unprotected women on the road, just looking for easy money!”

Hazel shook her head and pressed the blade in severing the man’s head. She turned to face the men from the village. She was covered in the man’s blood and didn’t seem to mind. Enid was fairly doused in the blood of her enemies as well. Killing a man with a blade was rarely clean work. The youngest man threw up. Enid was staring at Rolf. Hazel nudged her mother from behind. Enid snapped out of it.

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“Rolf what are you doing here?”

“These men came to the village asking about you, they said your father had hired them they paid the king and he told them where you’d headed. There were five of them…”

“Which wasn’t even close to enough. You need to take these men and go home Rolf. These lands are not safe for you.”

One of them was staring at Hazel.

“With the two of you wandering around, nowhere seems safe. What kind of woman beheads a defenseless man?”

Hazel lunged forward her hand grabbing the front of the man’s armor.

“A woman who has no time to drag captives about.”

Enid put her hand on Hazel’s arm and the teenager released the man.

“Your village doesn’t need an extra mouth to feed, and had we taken him further he would have wished for a quick death. What Greta did was a mercy.”

The same man pointed at slaver with a broken neck.

“And you, you end him like his life meant nothing.”

Enid sighed.

“He was already dead. My strike was not true and he would have suffered for a few hours before he died. There was no way to heal the damage I did. And he was a Roman slaver it was a better death then he deserved, but I am not cruel.”

Rolf continued to look at the two women who not two days before had appeared to be tender and loving to his daughter.

“Your village is not used to women who fight. For us this was a day in our lives, now you should return to the village, I doubt your king would be happy you are out here, and the people coming to meet us will be even less happy to see you.”

Enid frowned when more of the village’s men appeared from the trees. Veld leading them. She threw up her bloody hands.

“Why must men insist on ignoring women’s words?”

Veld and this new contingent looked around at the carnage.

“The king wondered if they had anything more valuable on them.”

Veld shrugged.

“And you happily obliged him by chasing them down, with no hopes of seeing me?”

He shrugged and strapped his should over his back then looked back at Enid.

“I figured if the Gods were willing.”

“You have seen me, covered in blood standing amongst the dead, was it worth it?”

Veld laughed and slapped Rolf on the back.

“A village could use women like these! Strong, brave, warriors!”

Rolf gave a non-committal grunt. Hazel was already digging through the bodies looking for anything valuable. She found a small scroll case and handed it to Enid. She scanned it with her eyes.

“Motherfucker.”

Hazel looked at her mother when she used an expletive she’d never heard the woman utter before.

“What is it?”

“Gaius sent them. I’m so glad I killed his ass. I just should have done it way sooner. Give the village the coin, we won’t need it.”

Hazel threw the pouches she’d gathered and tied together at Veld who caught them. Enid motioned back in the direction of the village.

“Go take your prize to your king, past this tree is forbidden to outsiders.”

Veld nodded and tugged Rolf by the shoulder.

“Come brother lets go get drunk and mourn your wife.”

Enid waves and motioned towards the tree hollow. Hazel picked up her grandmother and hefted her over her shoulder and the women walked the opposite direction to the villagers.

“Gaius huh?”

“That rat bastard. I knew he was a conniving prick but why send five normal slavers after us?”

“He might not have realized how dangerous we were. He might have overheard someone talking about us, assumed were valuable to them and was going to use us as bargaining chips.”

“Well, it doesn’t matter, if he sent more, they’ll be wolf food very quickly.”

Hazel shrugged.

“Hey mom, what’s Silver Tooth like?”

Enid laughed.

“You’ll see soon. I don’t want to ruin the surprise.”

*****

Enid and Hazel had passed well into the wolf-born tribal lands so neither was surprised to see a pack of wolves appear out of the shadows of the trees. Their leader was a jet-black wolf. Enid held up her empty hands and spoke.

“I am true-named: Slays-Demons, by tooth and claw. This is a daughter of my womb. We seek shelter and aid.”

The black wolf shifted to a human shape. He was a handsome if wild looking man in his thirties. Enid could tell he was related to her old friend and technical pack mate.

“I am Wind-Walker, by tooth and claw. You are welcome here Slays-Demons we know of your deeds. Does your daughter bear a true name? The spirits were eager to share her bravery in battle.”

“No she has no true name, but she has earned one many times over in battle.”

“We should remedy that. The spirits are not pleased.”

Enid nodded.

“Come, my father awaits you eagerly, though…I thought you had red hair.”

Enid smiled.

“A disguise to throw off our pursuers. It is best if you and your pack does not speak of my true name or identity, our reason for being here is secret and only for Silver Tooth’s ears.”

“For a legendary warrior like you, anything.”

He shifted back into the black wolf and motioned them to follow with his nose. Within minutes Enid was being tightly embraced by Silver Fang who saw through her disguise instantly due to their pack bond.

“Pack-sister. Come, we shall celebrate your arrival. Slays-Demons is a name that strikes awe into our cubs.”

Enid shook her head.

“No, we must keep our visit quiet and short, could we talk by the sacred pool?”

“Of course, my sister.”

The pack that was led by Wind-Walker moved to follow Enid, Hazel and Silver Tooth but Silver Tooth held up his hand, the walked down the overgrown path to the small rocky cave and down the stairs to a spring of crystal-clear water. Hazel put her grand mother down on an alter that was built in front of the pool. Silver Fang looked Enid up and down.

“Your path here was bloody.”

Enid shook her head.

“It was just some mortal servants of the enemy.”

He looked out to the sunlight that streamed into the entrance.

“How are you walking in the sun sister?”

“A long story which I promise you will have explained to you in a future visit.”

“And you have a wolf-born daughter? How is this possible?”

“Another… story that will become clear in the future.”

Silver-Tooth looked at the body shaped bundle of cloth.

“You are being very mysterious, Slays-Demons, and what is this you bring here into the chamber of the sacred pool?”

Enid put her hand on her mother’s sleeping form.

“This is my mother… Sextus’s wife.”

Silver-Tooth’s kind old eyes went wide.

“Should she not be with your father?”

Enid closed her eyes then opened them and looked at Hazel.

“This is difficult to explain, but you must trust I speak the truth.”

Silver Tooth nodded.

“My mother should have died in Rome but my daughter and my husband Lucius saved her.”

Enid pulled the sword off her back and waved her hand over the holo-web and Lucius appeared.

“A spirit infused blade!”

“Yes. My husband’s spirit. He fell in battle with the Deceiver.”

“But he still lives!”

“No, his body still lives, but he’s been replaced by the Deceiver. This is unknown to me yet. The me from this time.”

“What?”

“I am from the future. My daughter here is will not be born for almost seventy years. You will be long dead. Where she is from your tribe becomes the Winter Wolves, my children make up over half the packs.”

“Is that why you don’t carry the blade of the Deceiver.”

Enid nodded.

“I used it to destroy him and in turn destroyed it. But another threat rose up so I needed to craft this blade, In the cave of spirits not far from here I will stand before all of the greater spirits, and I will ask them to grant me the boon of a spirit for the weapon. Then I will use it to slay a great evil that threatens the tribal lands.”

“Slays-Demons, are you truly that strong now?”

“The spirits have always called me mother, it wasn’t a matter of strength, it was just a matter of asking.”

“But if your cub has not been born yet…how do the spirits speak of her many valorous deeds. The say she slain one of the fallen ones herself. That she can wield the spirit blade. That she has defeated an army of demons.”

“Because we have travelled further into the past. It is complicated my friend, but you need to understand, what I ask you, I ask you because I have no other choice and when I ask you to never speak of this meeting again, you will have to trust me.”

Silver Tooth nodded.

“What do you need pack sister? Everything we have is yours.”

“I need to seal my mother in here with Lucius. I know this happens because when I come here next it is sealed and when my daughter plays near it as a child she will speak to Lucius. I also know that a great evil will rise in these lands in nineteen hundred years and they will want the sacred pool because their leader is obsessed with power. I know this because the tribe calls on me to defend this grove when they send machines of war that belch fire and smoke. And I do defend it, but even with all the Nazi’s weapons they can not breach the barrier I put in place. I thanked the spirits when their ward held fast, not realizing it should be myself I was thinking.”

Silver Tooth leaned on the alter looking down at Lucius.

“It is true, the elders of the tribe have long feared what would happen if the pool fell into mortal hands. It has sat unused since before my grandfather was born, now I am the eldest and I see my death coming… You may seal the chamber pack sister. I will say you are sent from the Godlings at my request to do so. I will not mention your true name, nor will my son or his pack, I will bind them to silence. But why do you leave your weapon against the darkness behind?”

“Because my late husband wishes to protect our mother and I have not the heart to deny him that.”

“You are a noble warrior. I am glad to hear that you never forget my tribe or your promises.”

Enid pulled the old man close and hugged him.

“I never forget you, old wolf, or the lessons you taught me. I will return here in a few seasons, asking for peace with a nearby village, please say yes. They are my people.”

Enid looked to Hazel.

“She is the daughter of the king that will rule there one day, my husband. One of many wolf-born he will sire. He begged the spirits for children that would not get sick and the spirits gave him them in droves. Much to the suffering of my lady parts and my wives.”

Silver Tooth laughed.

“This one probably hurt.”

“She nearly killed me.”

Hazel started blushing. Silver Tooth smiled at the girl.

“You are a strong wolf. I can see it in you. Were you raised by the pack?”

Hazel shook her head.

“No, my mother demanded the spirits let her raise me.”

“Seems like a wise choice.”

Enid nodded.

“I’ll seal it at night fall. Then we will go, I do not wish to do further harm by overstaying.”

“Surely you can stay longer.”

Enid shook her head.

“No, I’m afraid not old friend. But you will see me soon, but it be the one who is from this time. Then after that you will see a me that had defeated the Deceiver and grown. She will be mortal again and she will need your strength.”

“I sense for you and I, I mean this version of you, that this is our final good bye.”

“Yes, old friend. The last time I saw you we laying you to rest in a barrow. You lived a long and happy life though, my wolf-born children laid flowers on you.”

“It has been a pleasure to know you pack sister. I am a better wolf for your presence in my life.”

“And I am a better vampire.”

*****

Evening found Enid cutting a circle of stone from the surrounding granite with Lucius. She walked down the steps and placed Lucius on top of her mother’s sleeping form. She ran her hand along the surface of his blade.

“Until we meet again, Lucius.”

“Until we meet again, my soul mate.”

Enid walked back up the stairs and waited for Hazel to say her good byes then she reached out her hand and with more ease then she remembered lifted the several ton piece of granite and placed it on the entrance. Silver Tooth stood beside Hazel, his face showing amazement at how much stronger his old friend had become. Enid placed her hand on the stone and began to chant in Atlantean blue and green veins started to spread across her hand and when she opened her eyes they glowed brightly a mix of the two colors and as she finished the spell blue and green veins spread from her hands to the stone and into the earth around it. Life sprang up in the form of lush vines and trees and flowers. On the top of the rock a massive maple tree sprung to life. Its trees carrying a bluish silver tinge. The granite capstone merged with the rock around it as if it had always been a solid rock face. Enid’s form slipped back into her natural red-haired shape, and she nearly fell. Hazel caught her and Enid felt her vampiric abilities slip away. As if the power of life had flushed undeath from her body.

“Are you okay mom?”

Enid held her head.

“Yes, it just…drained me.”

“Your eyes glowed blue and green again mom.”

Enid looked at her hands and the blue and green veins were retreating and vanished before their eyes.

“It is getting easier, it just felt like my body…and the energy were incompatible.”

“Maybe that is why you were mortal in Egypt?”

Enid shrugged and shook her head. She reached up her hand Hazel took and helped her mother stand.

“Looks like you get to cast the next spell.”

Hazel wrinkled her nose and started pulling out the ritual supplies from her mother’s pack, then sat on a rock preparing them. Enid moved to Silver Tooth who was staring at the magnificent tree that towered above them.

“My friend, you are much more then you used to be. The power of the earth flows through you. You are the avatar of life itself.”

His eyes turned down to Enid.

“How nice to see your real face again.”

“I had little choice. This tree…the sealing of the chamber, it weakened me substantially.”

He looked toward Hazel who was starting to chant in Atlantean as she held her hand over the bowl of blood and incense.

“That is not a spirit ritual…”

“I taught her the old magic.”

“She is so accomplished. She should have a true name. You are her pack, so she is my pack. I shall ask them to grant it. It will not be the ceremony she deserves, but it is one last favor I can do for you pack sister.”

He closed his eyes and reached out and started throat chanting. Enid had seen this many times before, especially on the occasion of her true naming. A few moments later he opened his eyes.

“The spirits have named her Raptors Sorrow.”

Enid smiled.

“What a strange name, what is a raptor?”

“Umm.”

Enid in way of response activate her holo-phone’s display and navigated to a picture of Daisy licking Hazel’s face. Her rows of very sharp teeth visible. Enid pointed at Daisy.

“Velociraptor.”

Silver Tooth poked a the holo-display.

“She keeps that as a pet?”

“More like it keeps her. She found her abandoned in a nest. She has never left Hazel’s side willingly”

“Where did you find such a thing?”

“Uh, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you, we used to hunt them as wolves and used them to direct bigger game into a trap. I believe we killed this one’s parents. They also scared away the bigger game. They were like…the lizard version of wolves, though they didn’t hunt in packs, it was more like bonded pairs.”

“I see how she got her name.”

“It is a good name. They were a dangerous predator. We should go tell her about the good news before she does the next part of the ritual.”

The pair approached Hazel who was muttering to herself while looking at the shimmering blood red paste. Enid touched her shoulder.

“Sorry mom, didn’t mean It.”

“Silver Tooth, legendary hero of your people wants to tell you something. Hand me the bowl please.”

Hazel stood up and handed Enid the bowl.

“Elder I’m sorry I know I should be more respectful to my mother.”

Silver Tooth gave her a very serious look.

“You should. She birthed you and raised you. Clothed you and fed you.”

Hazel hung her head.

“Yes Elder.”

“But that is not what I came to say.”

“The spirits have true-named you. You are no longer a cub in the eyes of our kind. They have granted you the true name, by tooth and claw, many times over: Raptors Sorrow.”

It took a split second for Hazel to shift into her silver furred wolf form and howl into the night. Enid smiled at her daughter, this had been a long time coming.

“I am true-named Raptors Sorrow, by tooth and claw!”

A few minutes later howls of celebration echoed through the forest and the night’s sky. Hazel shifted and bearhugged her mother who was thankful she had the Atlantean armor on given her currently very mortal body.

“Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

As Enid’s fit touched the ground her daughter blushed.

“It was Silver Tooth who did the rite. Please don’t bearhug him, he is old.”

“Ah the exuberance of youth. Your name was well earned Raptors Sorrow.”

“Thank you so much Elder, thank you.”

“Now that you are true named you need to be more respectful to your mother. She is your elder many times over and has earned her place in our society even though she is not one of us.”

Hazel nodded. Enid patted Hazel’s arm and offered up the bowl.

“Get the doorway open before it dries.”

Hazel nodded and hopped to a flat rock face. She dipped her fingers in the mix and started painting a doorway. Enid hugged Silver Tooth who patted her on the back.

“Good bye my friend. Spirits watch over you and yours.”

“You as well, Slays-Demons.”

Hazel completed the ritual and opened the doorway. Enid took her hand and the pair walked through.

*****

They looked at each other as they landed on their feet as they’d only been about an inch off the ground. Enid looked down at the hideous lime green floor and then to the concrete walls on either side of them. They didn’t really have a chance to discuss how well it went through because Hazel noticed they were not in the distant past.

“Mom, this looks futuristic are you home?”

Enid shook her head staring at block printed Cyrillic script on the wall.

“No, no, we are not home.”

An alarm started sounding and Hazel looked at Enid.

“Mom where are we?”

Enid pointed at the printing on the wall.

“A soviet nuclear weapon silo.”

“Is that bad?”

Enid sighed and shrugged.

“That really depends on what year it is.”

“Why?”

“Oh, because if its after I stole the submarine full of nuclear weapons, they are probably not going to be very happy to see me.”