The 1893 Columbian Exposition was in full swing. Only it was a year ahead of schedule, because that idiot Tanya St. Clair screwed up the dates in her book. Kara was stuck in 1892. Stuck in the stupidest story ever written. Stuck in a place where men carried around birds, and vampires were real, and people were just now seeing moving pictures for the first time, down at the Fair.
