A beautiful Sunday morning, no rain or even a cloud in the sky. The perfect day for Keezi's favorite hobby, hiking. Today she had chosen to go to Mercer Island to enjoy the beaches, the cold water was always nice. She packed her survival kit and slid her bat into the side slot. (The side was actually intended for water bottles, but the bat fit perfectly and she always carried it.) And off she went, starting with a casual jog to get from her home to the bridge connecting the island to the mainland. One step onto the bridge and everything went crazy. Crazy? What on Earth do you mean by Crazy? Crazy as in: The bridge was suddenly and immediately covered in smoke, a thick black and acrid smoke. Not unlike that above the pool of a volcano, and Keezi couldn't see a thing through it. 

"Ah, hello? Anybody there?" She actually rolled her eyes, immediately realizing that she had seen this all before. Her guard lowered and she started meandering forward, half expecting to run into Huehueteotl at some point. But as she kept going she started to think that this might not even be her Patron God's work, so she withdrew her bat and wrapped her fingers around it. The leather bindings at the base crinkling from the strain. "Huehueteotl? Is this you? If this is you I'm gonna be real pissed!" At this point she hadn't even thought about how long she had been walking. She had long since passed the actual length of the bridge and was no longer in her world, she was on a bridge between worlds. Keezi's legs started to grow weak, and that was unusual, she had been hiking since she was a kid. This wasn't exhaustion, the energy was being sapped from her. This may have been a side effect of traveling between dimensions, or maybe it was her body trying to stop her from doing something stupid. Either way. 

The smoke began to clear and before her was a massive hall, like the ones that you would see in a castle or some jazz. At the back was a huge black throne of what looked to be glass? Was this the true home of Huehueteotl? He lived pretty modestly then, cause he's a god and all. "Hey, Huehueteotl?! Are you here? I followed your smoke and stuff, I'm just kinda. Here now? Why'd ya bring me here?" Then she spotted a- A skeleton? "Yo shit! Huehueteotl? Are you dead? Did you die, is this your skeleton?!" She trotted as quickly as she could towards the throne and slowly pointed her bat at the skeletal figure. Tapping what she was assuming was the kneecap of him with the bat. "Hey, buddy? Are you Huehueteotl? Or are you just some corpse?" Jeez, Keezi, you're talking to corpses here. Get it together, there's no way that Huehueteotl could die, he's a god! "Pfft. What am I doing, this is a corpse. Gods don't have corpses, they just. Uh. Like, live forever and stuff." Keezi relaxed, spinning around a bit and letting the bat drop from its raised position. "This is stupid. I'm here for a reason, Huehueteotl! Aren't I!?"