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>Cont.

She was indeed an other young woman. She was wearing a dress from that time, but she was also wearing a hat and gloves. She had short blonde hair, bright hazel eyes, looking at me with a grin, one hand on her hip and the other held out waiting for my answer.

"I don't know! I just ended up here somehow, I have no idea." I replied still confused with the whole thing. She didn't let me explain any longer and her voice changed into something less disturbingly squeaky, "Hang on!" she said raising her hand, "You don't need to explain anything, I get what is going on, don't worry."
She paused for a moment, I had time to realize something. Who they looked like, who they seem to be and I asked her, "Wait... Lambda?". I turned around and stared at the other woman, this time she glared me not very amused for someone to stare at her so intrusively.

So I faced the blonde woman once again and she answered me, "Yes I am. I don't think we look that different now for you to not be able to recognize us.". I looked at the other woman again, still minding her own business with the flowers and I asked Lambda, "So she is...". "Bern. Obviously..." she finished my sentence, sighing in the end.

I was confused even more, but for some reason it felt like it made sense. I looked back at Bern and she was glaring me with her eyes, this time it really felt like her, piercing me just as I should be expecting from her. I looked back at Lambda and she was standing there, arms crossed, with her usual authentic grin, waiting for me to say something.

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