Not in Kansas Anymore

I had a talk with Tetsuko. She apologized for how she'd been acting. I guess seeing me react to Alanna's barbs made her realize something. I'm not sure I can figure the girl out, sometimes, but she's taken to calling me -chan so I guess that's a step in the right direction. She's also starting to teach me Japanese, which is nice.

Anyway, the Irish girls got back with some volunteers and we began the ritual. It was a lengthy bloodletting ceremony and I led it. I was mostly flying by what felt right and what I knew of old lore. And it worked. Sort of...

We were enveloped in blackness and found ourselves in Erebus; the massive gray plain in the center of the underworld. Yeah, we were right next to the shattered prison of the Titans. That was a bit scary. Worse, though, it's not just us Scions in the underworld: the mortals came with us and there's no sign of the town.

At Alanna's suggestion I cast the bones and I was granted a real vision this time. I saw three possibilities: We cross the plain and end up in either Yomi, Nifilheim, or... I forget the name of the third. Alanna knew what it was. Either way, once we make it out of any of those underworlds, we meet a massive stone figure.

We're all at a loss, right now. We don't know if we should set out or wait or what. I'm going to ask Moira if she can use her mystical abilities to grant us some insight so we can figure out our next course of action.