Kamiko suddenly blinked. "What is going on?" She exclaimed in Japanese. Even her confused voice was soft. Kamiko was a rather timid woman. She looked down at the black dress she was wearing, then up at the two teenagers who she suddenly noticed were standing there. She remembered to switch to English. She spoke it well enough, but like her daughter, she did tend to trip up when agitated. "Who are you? What have you done to me?"
"We didn't do anything to you, lady," Gena said. "We just followed you. You walked here, put that dress on...your stuff is over there," she pointed to the discarded clothes nearby. "We're trying to figure out what's going on."
"I must get home," she said.
"Whoever lives here isn't home," Sarah said. "We probably should find Sabrina too. You told her to catch up."
Kamiko began changing, neatly folding the clothes she was in, very methodically, leaving them on the bed. She then took her leave of the two girls and hurried home.
"What now?" Sarah asked Gena.
"Nothing, for now..." she replied.
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Simon Davison entered the school and headed straight to the office, not wanting to tell anyone where he'd found himself. The police had been less than helpful.
