She was readjusting her bag when she looked up to see that she was awfully close to running into someone. They passed each other by, her and the man wearing the hood with a backpack over his shoulder. She thought she saw tips of nearly white hair poking out of his hood, but didn't think twice about it. At least she hadn't run into him.

Sophilia continued on out of the park and down the walk, following the pull of the energy as it built up around this dimension's closest weak spot, trying to heal it. It would heal once Sophilia passed through it, aiding the energy as she left some of hers behind. She was headed towards a busy area of the city. She hoped that the pull would bring her out of the city and to the other side, at least. She couldn't switch dimensions with loads of people around.

If it was in the center of a busy place, she'd have to wait until nightfall, assuming that the place would be deserted then. The weak spot could heal by then though. No matter. There's be another one close by.

Sophilia had been working lately, trying to use her energy to open her own hole in the dimension, without needing help from the weak spots. She could feel good progress, she was close to doing it. Perhaps she could give that another go if the place she was headed was to crowded.

She crossed a street, turned down a new block and crossed another street. The people from this dimension were getting thicker. Great. She passed by a long alley, before stopping and backing up to look down it. The pull was pulling her in that direction, and a shortcut seemed right up her alley. Pun so intended.