The Van Helsing Conjecture – Excerpt No. 230

“So what now?” they said in unison before laughing.

“I’m not sure if it’s relevant,” Clara began. “I saw a modern version of Julia in both visions.”

“Julia? You saw her in both versions?”

“Yeah… why?”

“She went out for supplies an hour or so before you woke up…”

“You didn’t think to tell me?” Clara asked.“How would I know that you’d like to know that?” Evelyn said. “You brought her back with you the day you rescued her… Marc—(was not pleased that you risked exposing us.)”

a moody, high-contrast cinematic photograph of a young woman with dark, chestnut-brown hair and deep, earthy brown eyes, wearing distressed skinny jeans, a fitted, black leather jacket with silver hardware, and a vibrant red backpack with worn, rugged straps, as she steps out of the sleek, modern revolving door of a luxurious, high-rise hotel, her gaze cast downward, onto a desolate, war-torn urban landscape with crumbling buildings, tangled power lines, and rubble-strewn streets, with a warm, golden light casting long shadows across the devastation, photography.

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