Amy

"Oh, kind sir," said the woman who looked like Amy. "Please untie me... I must flee this clearing, flee this island if at all possible."

Fred, being the gentleman he is, untied her. "Oh thank you, kind sir," said the woman. "Please help me find my dog, he must be here somewhere..."

"Wait," said Fred. "Who are you?"

"I'm Amy, I'm a seamstress from Cogan. I was visiting the Port of Siloon, but terrible things happened there, things I dare not repeat... now I am here, wherever 'here' is."

"That's crazy!" said Fred. "I just met you and your dog... closer to the beach... I left you, um, by the waterfall."

"I... I don't understand," said Amy, backing away from Fred a bit. "I am here, not there, nor was I ever there... you must be mistaken."

"Now wait a second," grumbled Fred. "What kind of game are you playing?"

"Game?" she said. "I know not of what you speak." She continued to edge her way away from Fred. ~~this guy is crazy! she thought.

1. Suddenly a rumble is heard... and it ain't thunder!
2. Suddenly a blue and white homunculi popped ito existence within Fred's right ear, smacked him in the head and popped out of existence...

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