Regina had been walking for a bit when she'd seen someone approaching her. Finally she'd come across a person that could give her the answers that she sought. Something had clearly gone wrong after the curse was broken. The purple cloud was a symbol of magic returning but magic hadn't returned. No, she'd appeared in the middle of a road far away from Storybrooke. Regina didn't want to give voice to the other thoughts but they spilled forth anyway. That Storybrooke ceased to exist when the onslaught of magic came over the now curse free town. The thought of that was almost too much to bare. Whatever it was, Gold, was entirely at fault. He had tricked her and Emma into retrieving something for him to enact his final plan.
"Physically I am unharmed, dear. I just seem to be a bit lost. Can you tell me where I am?"
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wariscoming,