[Location: The Boundary to the Northern Zone] [Visual]

[personaldemon]

The tablet broadcast pings to everyone, showing... nothing.

Or rather, showing a blank, flat grayness, like mist, except with nothing on the other side to see.

"This is Jason Blood," says Blood's voice, flat and neutral as it usually is. "Has anyone yet attempted passage through this... fog?"

He moves the tablet as he speaks, and comes into the camera's feed himself. He's standing at the edge of it, on the bridge that crosses the river between this district and the rest of the city, a few feet from the mist. He's dressed for the winter cold, and his breath steams slightly as he surveys the wall of blankness before him.

Comments

[untoldtale]

"Yeah, it's basically Disneyland." Screw the fourth wall, for real. "And it's not my world, it's like this other one that gatecrashed Earth then kept itself in a little snowglobe."

This is all guesswork, she's really shaky on the mechanics of it all.

[personaldemon]

Contrary to what you might expect, Jason Blood has been to Disneyland. That it was to deal with a child-sacrificing cult is neither here nor there.

Either way, he doesn't have good memories of the park.

"I suppose nobody could get in or get out? Such is the usual rule of pockets like that."

[untoldtale]

"You can in okay, at least I could." And she imagines someone had to come in and stock the stores and things, not that she ever saw a Dorritos delivery truck herself. "And I could get out because...oh, I wasn't under the curse."

Duh. Keep up, Swan.

"But everybody else? No. Bad things happened if they tried to leave - usually car accidents - and it was like time had stopped so for twentysomething years there's been this town of amnesiac fairy tale characters hanging out and not aging."

All because her mom was prettier than Regina, apparently. There's way more to it but Emma doesn't know that yet.

[personaldemon]

"Interesting," Jason repeats, a one-word summation and in some ways, dismissal. He's being quite sincere-- he does find it interesting; it's merely that investigating the forces that cause the effect in Swan's world will be hard to do from Taxon.

And his investigations into Taxon's own bubble have so far been nothing more than frustrating.

"Well, you have jumped from one bubble to another. One peopled by a different cast. At least all of your fairy-tale set seemed to have something in common."