So it is done

Little star

Jonathan didn't like teleporting to unknown places. Mainly because when teleporting to a location unknown to Jonathan, his accuracy left much to be desired. Of course, not in terms of the fact that trying to teleport himself into a Prague pub he could accidentally find himself in the Grand Canyon. But in terms where Jonathan could find himself sitting in the place of one of the visitors leaving the other guy stranded somewhere, or find himself arriving through the door of a ladies' room, or trapped in the ventilation.

Well his target is specific enough, so he wouldn't find himself in some random place. There must only be so many place with the name 'Mount Glenn Refugees Ministry' right?

After all, if he knows about the place of his arrival, Jonathan could imagine - 'I will open the front door'. But what if Jonathan did not know where the front doors of the pub were and chose one of the random ones? IF he were lucky, he would be entering through an embarrassing door like the ladies room. If not, well... I believe they called it telefragging? Of course that was only a scary story told by the old man... right?

Jonathan exhaled and shook his head. Haha, robbed a bank - and you're worried about accidentally teleporting to the warehouse and looking weird. Truly the priorities of a British gentleman.

Jonathan exhaled, then grabbed the handle of the door, previously chosen as the portal for teleportation by Jonathan at random. Not like thinking about it more would help him in this regard. And so, with a sigh, he took a step forward into the unknown. Okay, that was a bit too dramatic.

After a moment, Jonathan found himself in an unknown place.

Predictably, Jonathan did not arrive in some hotel lobby, but in some room in an unknown building. Unknown, however, solely from personal impressions. The photo he had found of the interior of the building he was going to be, was not perfect nor extensive but quite accurate. He had arrived in his destination. He was still lost in one of its many rooms, but close enough!

Jonathan looked around his surroundings, trying to determine if there were people around who could direct Jonathan's movement. A little earlier, of course, he had made some preliminary reconnaissance of the area through maps and pictures. But, unfortunately, this was not the most ideal way to orient himself, preferably he could find someone to direct him.

Strangely enough, for a place that was supposed to be brimming with refugees, the interior of the building was empty and Jonathan couldn't hear anyone around. Last time he checked, the office was supposed to be open? It's still the official working hours, the office was in the middle of the working day right now... and yet, there's no one around? Not even the staff?

Jonathan's initial plan was to hide himself within the crowd of other refugees, it would have been somewhat easier for Jonathan to pass by unnoticed with the glut of other applicants... And yet, the building was practically deserted.

Of course, it was possible that after the destruction of Rosegarden, which happened a few weeks ago, the many formalities with refugees have already been settled. However... that was very unlikely.

As he read the information on reintegrating refugees with its many formalities, a ludicrous amount of work had to be done to complete the refugee registration procedure. Furthermore, the average time to obtain citizenship for refugees was about six months. There's no way the building that was supposed to handle such a long process being empty. Jonathan found this more than just odd.

Besides, a government building being empty? Even if by a miracle, there's nothing to be done, such a building wouldn't normally be this empty. It was weird, more than strange.

Jonathan shrugged his shoulders. Hey who knows? Maybe one of the strange things in this Umbral World is government work being efficient? And so picking a random direction, Jonathan began heading down the long hallways to find the office he needed to go to.