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After assessing the network, there seems to be some lag time between yesterday's aging situation and today's.

GANSEY.

You should come back to the Barns, now.

Rachel, sweetie, please, daddy needs, at least, one hand to... Where's your brother?

Eli! The chickens stay outside. Outside, please. They like their coop. I'll look at her in a minute. I just need to...

Yes, sweetie, I know. Daddy will start breakfast as soon as I get dad's attention.

Well. All of that just posted because, of course it did. Has anyone seen my husband?

While the situation has been explained to me, I must admit it still doesn't make a whole lot of sense.

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It writes like a typewriter.

I understand that we all ostensibly traveled through some sort of space and time to this alternate universe or timeline, depending on how one wants to look at it, to get here in the first place. And though I understand that not everyone dabbles in specializes in time and the magic surrounding it, I also cannot be the only one at least mildly concerned with the current tampering with time that seems to be happening to some people.

That said, is anyone looking into this and potentially how it can be reversed? Or are we filing this away as something that just comes with the territory of this place?

I thoroughly enjoy waking up in a bed I haven't slept in for four years in an apartment I haven't had for just as long. I'm full to bursting with enthusiasm over the whole damn situation. I couldn't get portaled back to Ravka after five years, no. I had to time travel back to my first arrival in Vallo.

Nikolaina. Are you still here?

Well, this is just great. I went from one weird place to another. Is there anyone else here from Beacon Hills?

This is... unexpected. To say the least. I don't seem to be under arrest, so would anyone care to explain how I'm suddenly not on Kali Minor? Pretty sure that's where I was last. And I don't remember drinking heavily last night. Or being drugged.

Was I drugged?