Unfortunately, they couldn't give the first step in order to do so as Caster vanished into thin air. The moment Index saw this happen she began to stretch out her hand's like if she was reaching for something that wasn't there anymore. She did this for a moment before her hand's stopped directly on Max's right arm.
"She's inside the seal, she's sleeping. I think it's because she's a spirit and this world doesn't have what she needs to materialize with." Index said as she looked at Max's hand.
"So she's okay," Max said letting out a relieved breath, he didn't wish for anyone to fall into the hands of the many, many evils of this dimension.
"Let's go find a hotel, we still need to get off the streets." Max said as he noticed people walking down the street, they wore old nineteen fifties clothes, that for them were the latest in modern trends.
"Index, if you can feel any magic, pull me the other way. That way we can avoid having to fight something we don't know and we can get some real sleep, without having to worry about something attacking us." Max said as he began to walk while holding hands with Index.
The rest of the day was just passed walking, every house, hotel and even homeless shelter had one demonic encryption or another and those that didn't, made both Max and Index wonder, just how was the building still standing.
The finally stopped at a bar that looked perfectly safe, no demonic runes, no dark god worshipers and beat of all the owner was renting the room upstairs. The man looked at them suspiciously, considering that Max and Index didn't look anything alike, the likelihood of them being related was none existent, but a gold coin was enough to get the man to shut up and not ask questions.
Another hold coin ensured that they would get the room upstairs and if anyone showed up looking for them the bar owner would give them a heads up, unfortunately, Max had to pay another gold coin just so that the bar owner didn't go to the police or something.
One week later
( Speech change)
To whoever may read this letter, journal or book, depending on just how much I've written after all this time, I assure you that the account you will find on these pages are real.
I along with three companions had decided to look into the paranormal, there was no reason for us to do so. We were young and very stupid, as such use our experience as a cautionary tale for yourself as well as for others, that simply wish to look beyond the curtain of the world we ignorantly live in.
S.C.P Secure. Contain. and Protect.
Remember those letters and name, so you can avoid them and if possible leave both the city/town or country you live in.
The year was.