It was so silent in his room that Austin could hear the clock ticking. He knew he should leave for the meeting now, but he just got back from seeing Anya, his sister. His dead sister, actually. But ever since his first travel, he always comes back for her. It was hard, sneaking into the past and visiting her. The worst part was having to hide. For so many years, he kept his grown-up face away from her view. He only watched her quietly. Sometimes, he spoke to her, but only in the dark, when she won't recognize how old he looked. Every time he returns from the time she was alive, he wants to return immediately. But he fought the temptation of staying there, knowing it wouldn't be good to live in the past. All the thoughts made him weary.

Finally, he dragged himself off the bed with a groan and put on a gray hoodie, keeping it's zipper open. While trudging down the stairs, a voice called out to ask where he was off to. But Austin ignored the question and let himself out. The whole walk to the old building took him about twenty minutes. It gave him enough time to get some fresh air.

He knocked on the building's door, when he suddenly remembered his gem. He fished the emerald out of his pocket. It had an odd, rugged shape and had a green glow to it. He was let in as soon as he presented it. In the meeting room, he found that only three of them had arrived. He gave a nod to the small group while taking a seat beside Autumn. She seemed tired, but Austin didn't comment on it. He just lazily leaned on the back of his chair and stared at the walls.