Danica looked surprised as white clothed people rused past them, wondering where these humans had managed to get their hands on white witches. Those were the only kind of witches that Danica liked, they were useful, and not at all complete idiots. And they were going to help the witches, how…typical. Wondering at the large metal door that moved away to allow them passage, she saw more humans around her.
They were all dressed like the ones who were escorting her as well, well, most of them. Some she could see their faces, and some of them had those ‘guns’ that she saw. Danica, however, did not stop. Despite her marveling at everything around her, she noticed that they were all watching her walk.
“No, we do not have movies,” she shook her head, suddenly wanting to know what these movies were like if they were essential to survival. Looking up at the one who asked her how they survived without these movies, she gave him a curious gaze before looking at the elevator they were going into. There was a carriage of some sort there, though she did not see what pulled it. She didn’t see any driver, who she knew should be perched in the front, either. “What is this carriage?”
As Adam opened the door, Danica looked in and immediately recognized the man seated in the back as the one who had screamed like a little girl. Ignoring him for the moment, she surveryed the vehicle before getting in. “My name is Danica,” who was this Dorothy? “You are?”