So she isn't a rifty. Or at least, not yet. Mako remembers the scattered dreams in which she was drawn into this strange universe, where people were trapped in that sprawling metropolis and warned her it might happen to her, too.

"It's important. I had to ask," says Mako, sadly. "There's a Rift in spacetime, and it seems to like drawing people there - here. In Manhattan. It's where I am now."