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"I told you!" They turn back to watch the vision, and young Calano waves a hand at his father. "Father!" He says, and walks up to him, "What are you working on? Can I see?" Calano's father picks him up with a grunt, and they look at what Emma's father is working on. A small device, gray in shape about 5 inches long. It looks kind of like a pen. But Calano's young eyes look instead at the picture on the desk. The picture is of a young girl, smiling brightly at the photo. "It's been years," Calano whispers, "And I've looked at this memory so many times. I have no idea who that is. That girl, in the photo. I have absolutely no idea. Perhaps a niece, or a nephew, or just a stock image."

"My father researched things that changed everything. He's the reason pocket dimensions were discovered! He discovered secrets other people could only have dreamed of having! Your father..." Calano looked back down at the smiling man in the vision. "They were the closest of friends. Time works differently in pocket dimensions. I remember once..." He trailed off and waved his hand. A thread, similar to Emma's appeared. It was much longer, and colored a shining onyx. He moved the small bead to a spot in the back third of the thread and a vision appeared, from the point of view of presumably a young boy. "When I was a boy, I went downstairs in the night for some water to drink. This happened multiple times, but there was a very specific time I remember. I came downstairs and got my water, then went to see what my father was doing." The vision shows the young boy walking towards a door and opening it, peeking through. Inside was a man that looked like the man in Emma's vision, but his brow was creased in concentration. Another man stood behind him, speaking softly. The man behind Emma's father looked up at Calano. "Calano? What are you doing out of bed, Blackbird?" He said. Calano reached out to touch the image, a smile on his face. "That was his nickname for me. Blackbird."

Calano steps up the vision of the laughing couple. "I know him. I've seen him." This shouldn't be possible. "Emma..." He says, "My father knew this man. I knew this man."

goofy silly

1. i've been directly exposed in the highest ways TWICE, and I didn't get it. this is not an option. 2. already had allergies. beef, eggs, dairy. that's half the food in the world i don't have seasonal allergies bc god said food allergies were enough. 3. no.

Calano stops her wrist as she's about to go to where she wanted to go. "Don't." He says, staring in shock at the man in the clearing. Calano points at him. "Who is that?"

pov: i can taste and smell.

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Calano instantly takes her hand. "Get ready," He says, "He's gonna ask about Wizard."

Calano turned into a crow and followed after. He quickly found the reporter, Lark, in Block R, wandering the halls. ( @Nameless ) He turned back into a human and approached Lark. "Emma will be here soon to talk to you," He said.

Calano stands as well, and points. "He's in Block R."

"That sounds awful, I'm so sorry you had to go through that. But it's ok. It wasn't real."

lobster :).

Exactly!

Calano inhaled sharply. "Did he say anything?"