“Shit.”<br/><br/>Ivy didn’t know what to do in a situation like this in a place like this. In a situation like this in her own world, she would find somewhere to duck into, and then put up a ruse.<br/><br/>Seeing a door, Ivy ducked in, pulling Jill none to gently with her. Once inside she turned to her, speaking as calmly, but firmly as she could.<br/><br/>“Listen to me. Jill? Snap out of it. Listen.”<br/><br/>She was growing a little impatient, but there was a twinge of compassion for the girl. Ivy took her old shirt and wiped the little bit of blood away that had been clinging to Jill’s nose. She took a deep breath and tried again, keeping her voice as soothing as she could make it.<br/><br/>“Listen to me Jill. I need your help. This isn’t my place or my world. We need to pretend we’ve been here to whole time. Okay?”<br/>