"Spell?" Think, Elena, think. They said something about bringing people from many worlds... "Are you from Earth? At all?" She freezes in place, staring at the other woman with a look of confusion and concern. "Because we don't have magic where I come from, and what's wrong with me is a really serious disease..."

She sighs, shaking her head. The more the other woman talked, the less Elena understood. "I'm a normal person who's contracted a very serious disease. Everyone else who has gotten it has died. I don't understand why I didn't. Once someone infected with this disease dies, their body gets up and tries to eat everything. And I mean everything--animals, people, children--anything with meat they tear to pieces. I need to find out why that didn't happen to me, and use that to keep it from happening to anyone else."