Now the area was overgrown, the jungle reclaimed most of it. Some patches of earth remained scorched, while others appeared as though the land was reduced to an arid desert. Her vision allowed her to see these patches vibrated at different frequencies… alternate realities that bled into our own…
“Be careful,” Silver said. “Interaction with pockets have unexpected consequences.”
“Like?”
Clara quickly learned how to internalise her replies to avoid appearing unhinged. Hearing voices is not seen as a hallmark of sanity…
“From benign to lethal,” Ethereal said.
“Sounds like the side-effects of medication… So avoid at all cost,” Clara said.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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