She flew for a while. Longer than she meant to, actually. Over buildings and streets and the open beach and deep, black ocean. She couldn't see too far, maybe because of the darkness and maybe because of something else, like looking out at space from the windows of the Blue Typhoon.
It was ten minutes later before she realised she wasn't that close to where she was suppsoed to be and readjusted her course until she was headed back north. Eventually the billboard she had been pointed to came into focus. "Het Einde van de Wereld." Just as Mr Venture had sa-
Oh...
...That... didn't really look like an especially safe and friendly warehouse.