"I suspect Xiaonan's soul floated overseas," Shane Thorne said, his voice dropping to a whisper. "We don't have buildings that tall around here. You'd only find those in America." Even he found the idea incredible.
Old Master Tate pondered for a moment before shaking his head. "It wasn't a foreign country. It was the future. One day, we'll have skyscrapers hundreds of meters tall, too. We'll be just as developed as America; all of it will happen. Besides, that little box she mentioned, the one you can make calls with? Even America doesn't have that yet. But I know people are already researching it. It might appear in a few years. What Xiaonan saw was probably Vessaria, decades from now."
"The future? What do you mean? Mr. Tate, you've got to explain it better than that." Felix Thorne was completely baffled. He'd been in a daze ever since his daughter fainted.
