"Well, could be the same given all they can draw here," she notes. "But the one that has been isn't. I think. Sometimes the connection between this and your world and Storybrooke and all has me confused."

"I do. I set up a shack out there, and have a garden and all. Which is dead now," she sighs, sounding pained about it. "But they go back a ways, lead to some caves. If you go too far though you start to fall asleep. Push on and you die, I've been told."