by Sean Hall » Wed Oct 25, 2017 9:43 pm
"Well, I found where there was a hole," Sean said thinking about what he'd observed. "It's already... healed, so if that was one of Sam's birds it's gone I cannot follow it without ripping a brand new and significantly less precise hole in the fabric of reality. This is... worrisome since last time there was a tear a pestilence of pixies came through and terrorized the campus."
Sean tried to look for a signature or any indication that an outside force had cut the hole, but he wasn't particularly hopeful given how subtle the hole itself was and that it had required a ritual to find in the first place.