Four elephants, a turtle, an Alex, and a Cal

[between_worlds]

Alex hits the ground with a thump and groans.
He is somewhere, he has no idea where.
A thin, wide-eyed man wearing a tall, pointy hat is leaning over him.
The man says, "Umm, Archchancellor, I think we got the wrong one."
A deep voice off somewhere to Alex's left says, "Well, get on with it then Stibbons. Do it again."
Alex blinks several times and realizes the thin man is tugging on his arm, "Sorry, sorry, you need to get out of the circle."
Alex stumbles to feet and to the side of the circle, still dazed.
"What-" he starts to ask, but the man wearing the very strange hat is already chanting.
There is a flash of bright, almost-purple, almost-green light and the taste of smoke fills Alex's mouth.

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[between_worlds]

"So now we just have to figure out how to leave the city without getting caught. A map would be very useful right now."

[hearing_shadows]

Cal half-expected a map to pop into existence right then and there, what with the absurdity of the day. "We don't have one. Do you know where the city exits are?" He'd had a cursory examination of the city, and he could probably trace their steps back to the police station, but that wasn't where they needed to go. Maybe if they could find a suitable vantage point...