As Kyle was escorted by Jimmy toward an exit he could use without being caught or punished later, he noticed an unusual uproar throughout the city.
The difference from when he had arrived earlier that morning was impossible to miss. Back then, the streets had been orderly, with patrolling soldiers maintaining a disciplined pace. Now, those same soldiers were rushing from one place to another, their movements betraying a sense of urgency.
"An emergency situation has come up. I've been asked to respond as well," Jimmy informed him, as though he had read the question forming in Kyle's mind.
The car continued at a steady pace, taking them toward an unknown destination, until Kyle finally asked, "What emergency?"
Jimmy shook his head. "I'm unsure of the details, but it is related to the other side."
Kyle shuddered.
"I remember hearing that not once in fifty years has a rift appeared anywhere near the island."
Jimmy merely grinned, offering no response.
