It was after lunchtime on a Saturday at the White Rose and Crown pub, patrons were still hanging around, watching sports games. It was after lunchtime on a Saturday at the White Rose and Crown pub.

Waking up the next day, I started my exit plan. Gave them a two week notice at the plant and let Harry know as well. I gave them a bullshit story of family issues, need to sort out. Harry let me borrow the plane a couple days that first week after getting off at the plant and took half of my stuff to a storage in Amsterdam, then took the rest the next week. When getting all my shit, I gave Rusty to a middle-aged widow named Erika. Brutus was coming with me.

As they joined me, we hurried over to the gate we had arrived at when coming to this world. I now had time to search the region to see if any other gates were nearby. The squad spread out and covered every direction around us.