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“I
will be right back in a second! Not sure what side it will be a second
will be on… But it will be a second!” A hole appeared in the wall and
without hesitatiion, Stephen lunged into it. Just as he said, he came
back through a portal on the ceiling and covered in BAMFs. “I did it! I
made a portal to Hell! I can do this!” He lunged his fists in the air
with a low laugh and a smile. “This will be easy!”

“Jesus!” Carlos yelped, clinging onto the Bamf. “I – instantaneous! Was that supposed to happen?? Wha –”

The Bamf in his arms squee’d and started wriggling before suddenly poofing with a smell of brimstone out of Carlos’ hands and onto the pile covering Stephen.

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“Apps.” He shivered in disgust that this town had evolved to the latest technology. It was horrid that he would have to resort to using a …a smartphone. The feeling dissipated as Carlos went on about Nightcrawler. “Oh, they’re the same person Kurt Wagner is Nightcrawler….you know like a superhero with a secret identity. I’m a superhero you know. Just probably one of the few with no secret identity.” He sighed at that with slight regret that he did not come up with an alias at some point during his career. Something cool like….The Wiz….yeah…that sound hip right? Stephen followed the scientist into the room and looked around. “Yes, this should be big enough. 3 feet in diameter is the perfect size for a circle.”

Carlos went to the small alter he had in his apartment and
gathered up the bloodstones that were arranged in a sort of semi-circle. He
carried them back for the Doctor. “Where do you want to do this? In the middle of
the floor? If so, do it on the tile – I’d rather not try to get burn marks out
of the carpet.” He looked at the little Bamf and smiled kindly at it.

“Yes, that is the best spot.” Stephen took the rest of the bloodstones to complete the circle. “The tile is better for me as well because….” A chalkboard filled with science was on the wall which he grabbed a piece of chalk and began to draw a circle that showed similarity to a mandala on the floor. “…of this.” The doctor put the bamf on Carlos’s shoulders and stepped in the circle and downloaded the bloodstone app as a basic guide. Once open, he thumbed through trying to find a chant to what he needed and hummed on how he could mix it with his own magic, that is if the bloodstones would even like that. “Microwaves….sacrifices
…ah! Dimensional travel…”

Carlos grinned at the critter and reached up to gently
scratch at the fur on its chest. “Hello there – oh, you’re so cute,” he cooed.
He looked at the circle on the floor and whistled lowly. “How alchemic,” he
commented. “And you just did that all free-hand… that’s amazing! The most I can
do is conceptual drafting, and even then I have to spend a lot of time on it.”

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“Yes, I know, it probably has its good side, but now we need to keep it from getting engulfed in the flames of Hell.” Stephen was still aggressively searching for more bloodstones until Carlos mentioned his stash. “Yes, please. I need to learn how to understand this magic quick before Azazel actually shows up, discovering this source of power and using it for his own good!” The small bamf shivered when he mentioned the demon. “Don’t worry, we will prevent that from happening, even if it means getting stuck in Nightvale for some time before I can make it back to the Sanctum.” His mind was so focused on stopping that red monster from destroying this place.

Carlos smiled slightly at the other man and gestured for him to follow. “Should we work on finding the rest of the Bamfs and getting them to safety?” he asked. “I can put in a call to the radio station and let them know that they’re benign, so people can start helping them.”

He unlocked the door that led to a staircase that went straight up from them. He started up the stairs, expecting Dr Strange to follow him with the Bamf.

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“I haven’t given the bloodstone magic respect?” It was considered black magic in his practice, but desperare times called for desperate measures. The doctor said a silent prayer to his gods, the Vishanti, and rose. “I need at least 5 bloodstones for this to work.” Stephen began to search the lab for some bloodstones that were on hand. “If you say so Carlos, you are the scientist and expert of this town. Whatever illogical methods this place goes by, I have to follow them to survive. At this point I have no other options other than to go MacGyver on this situation.” His voice carried with the opening and closing of drawers and cabinets.

Carlos just watched Dr Strange with mild confusion as he
searched around. The little bamf on his shoulder was clinging to his head to
stay in place. It cooed and waved at Carlos, giving a wide, toothy grin. Carlos
felt compelled to just smile and wave back at the cute little creature.

“Well, I’m not sure if it’s so much about ‘MacGyver-ing’
anything, but more about that using magical doorways already in place,” Carlos
started to explain. “As far as I know, MacGyver was an inventive spy, not a
magician. The town of Night Vale has something going on in it – and not just
the weird portals, though those happen quite often. But I mean something deeper – deep, powerful,
and ancient. Possibly Eldritch, though not as well-known as, say, Dagon or Cthulhu.”