Oak Avenue was much the same as it had been previously, except for that time it'd been covered in tornado debris. There was none of that now: it was a nice day in early May.

Meanwhile, in the house he was looking for, barely ten minutes had passed since his last message, time differences between this dimension and Fandom's being as funky as they were. It was good for Kate, though, since she'd been watching the street from her window.

As soon as she caught sight of him, she was out of her room and making her way down the stairs.