"I do," she confirms, though the warmth in her tone continues to feel more like mockery. "We aren't working against each other. This isn't here or there." Olivia holds up her hands, placating. "I get it. We have issues that go beyond unresolved. But this place is kind of like being trapped in a snow globe."

Except instead of glass, it's fog. And instead of fake snow, it's monsters. Same concept, really.

"We're going to continue to cross paths."