It's night here.
That was Finn's first thought as he emerged on the other side. It was fully dark, with stars like dots overhead. Their dim light filtered through the forest canopy, making what would have been pure darkness to have some level of illumination.
The next thing he noticed immediately was the temperature. It was chilly here. A stark contrast to the desert's brutal heat that he had gotten used to.
We're definitely on the other side of the world, he realized. Or at least very far from where we were. It was still mid-day there…
The spatial tunnel closed behind him with a soft whomp, leaving them in a small clearing.
Finn turned and noticed more illumination coming from a campfire.
And sitting on a log beside that fire, watching them with pensive, calculating eyes that looked out of place for a body that appeared twelve years old, was Casmir.
Alone.
