Pre-Milliways

It is a lovely summer day just south of Athens. The tourists are larking about on foot, guided by natives whose ancestors have lived in the regions for untold generations.

Eirene is moving amongst them, stopping here and there to make sure some of the elderly have someone looking after them. Most think she is a member of the local drama club, for her garments are quite similar to a classical chiton.

Thus it is with some consternation that afternoon that Eirene steps inside a local tavern and ends up elsewhere.