We are back in Alabama.
Where we were taken from. The journal is still here, where it was left. Tim is taking his pills. I’m very shaken but...look’s like we are okay.
Not sure how Noah is fairing but, either way, as soon as we get the chance we are going to head to Florida to give him the journal.
My head is throbbing. I feel a memory in the back of my head but I can quite grasp it yet. Might look back through this blog to jog my memory.
Brian and Corenthal helped us back out of the Eden. Brian couldn’t come back with us, but maybe that’s just how it has to be.
Everything is okay, for now.
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