You enter the alley and see him, transparent. He turns, fixes his gaze on you, gains substance while the world loses its colour. "Finally."
He stops at a wall, seemingly unaware of you. "Why are you here?". You do not answer. "Not you. The wall." Water starts seeping through.
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It tastes metallic, sand crunches between your teeth. Before you, the wall and the entire house around it collapse slowly into mud.
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In the mud, a hole appears, much like a tear in paper. Flames lick at its edges. He steps forward, grabs the edges, pulls them together.
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