Dom hugged her back tightly, happy to see her. It had been a while. "Wait. Back up. Fictional?" Kidnapped, fine. Working at some barmy resort, okay, whatever. But fictional? There's no way she was fictional. "You're joking, right?"
Frowning, Dominique raised an eyebrow at her sister. "Why is our world bad? Why is this one?" At the question about the cabin, she nodded. "Cabin 018 C."