Henry's POV
I didn't like for Kenny to flip the coin, but I reluctantly accepted that he had to do it.
I hadn't thought that this disheveled woman would deliver all the answers right away, but I held nevertheless onto Kenny as he touched her.
And then I was in another space, somewhere twenty to thirty years ago; I could somehow just tell.
Maybe because of the old-fashioned haircut the brown-haired woman in front of me had, maybe because of the old furniture inside the locker room.
"Kenny?" I looked around but couldn't see him.
I had thought that the way he perceived his visions had changed and that he didn't experience them from inside the person themselves anymore. Given that I was here without him meant that he was inside this woman nevertheless—or I had been sucked into this vision in his stead.
Either way, I couldn't use my powers and couldn't leave this place, nor could I move more than a few meters away from that woman.
With no choice left, I followed her to 'Eddie.'
