Faith stood on a street corner, looking up at a digital board showing the local time with a look of confusion on her face. 7 PM, the clock showed. Which made no sense.
I mean, really : How can you go into the Hedge, then leave it one hour earlier all the way across the country? No way in hell did I spend a whole day in there, and my watch says it's 10 PM... So really, what the f@ēk?
She sighed, hefting the duffel bag on her shoulder. Instead of being filled with goblin fruit like she'd hoped, it contained what few possessions she'd brought along with her.
She pondered diving back in, finding her way back home. But she already knew that if the Hedge wanted to screw with you, it was going to keep screwing with you, whether you were pig-headed or not.
Well, let's see about finding a place to stay the night, at least, she thought to herself.