"Tonight. It should be cloudy enough. We ride the mimic out as close as we can, and I can carry you the last stretch of it, as long as you don't eat a big lunch or something."

"I should probably eat something after, though." She thought back on the heavy metal poisoning. If her cells really were able to repair themselves, then she hoped they would also expel any toxins she absorbed. She didn't want to end up as an undead Mad Hatter, wandering the countryside with Tick Tock and having tea parties in between killing people.

"Yeah, that's not a bad idea. However, I have bad news. I'm outta...