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Betty felt her consciousness -- or part of her consciousness, at any rate
-- whooshing out of her ghostly body, out of the building and down the
streets of Socorro, eventually plunging itself in through the eye sockets
of her other ghostly body. It was the weirdest thing she'd ever
experienced, and far more distressing than what little she remembered about
dying. She stood there, swaying dizzily for a moment, then pulled herself
together and took a look around. She was on a street corner, outside the
butcher's shop, standing about three feet from Astra. She had no awareness
of Fred's existence at all. Well,, she thought, maybe that woman did me a favor, after all. I wasn't that thrilled about being in two places at once. As long as she doesn't track down this me, I'm actually better off. Of course, if she does, I don't know where I'll go. But she decided that, for the moment, she wasn't going to think about that.
Astra had come to a decision. Despite the protests of that Betty woman, she was quite convinced that she had come here by magic. Indeed, even if Betty had been telling the truth, and her arrival here had had to do with "fictional realities" and "interdimensional interfaces," that surely sounded to Astra as if it must involve the most powerful kind of sorcery. And, she reasoned, if magic had brought her here, it must be magic that could send her back. With Betty apparently dead, she would have to look for another wizard, but Astra was confident that, if one existed in this strange town, she would be able to find him or her. Determinedly, she set off down the street.
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