“Mystery Zone, huh?” Rebecca said, trying to take in all the sheer chaos around her. She wasn’t sure she really liked the idea of a place that followed any rules. Sure, [i]she[/i] didn’t generally like rules, but maybe basic causality and some sort of fabric of reality were probably better rules than most. She wasn’t even sure how this area could be “safe” if it could change at any moment, which was why she was all too happy to take the second shift for the “night” watch while everyone else slept. When Dexter woke up, Rebecca nodded slowly, munching on her second Chesto berry of the “day.” “Yeah,” she drowsily agreed. “Let’s get the fuck out of here…” She drifted off. Something wasn’t right, here… Oh, right. “Heck.” she corrected herself quietly. “Let’s get the heck out of here.”