"What powers?  They say they're turning bread into flesh, but you can't tell it's any different.  They say they're forgiving your sins, but how exactly are you supposed to know?"

Aaaand once again she's having this argument even though the girl can't possibly believe anything she's saying...  Ah, fuck it, why not.  It's a better way to fill the time then constantly trying to not have the argument.  And maybe it'll do some good anyway. 

They say what? That's... actually a pretty good idea for an Evil god, if you can get people to believe it, just convince them all the bad things they've done don't count and won't get them sent to Hell. So probably at least one of their gods is Evil, at least if this woman explained it right (which she might not have, it doesn't really seem like she knows much about the gods).

"They make water? I've seen them do it, wizards can't do that. And sometimes they heal people, or make them start bleeding, or things like that, but some wizards can do that sort of thing too, not exactly the same but kind of close." Is that heresy — well, this woman is clearly some sort of heretic, so probably it doesn't matter, unless this is some weird 1993 loyalty test.

"Yes, sure, they make holy water, you can't tell that from normal water either.  They don't heal people, they just brainwash them into thinking they feel better."

There's something off about how this conversation is going, but she can't figure out what it is well enough to do anything about it.

"... And there aren't any wizards, either.  But you know that."

Wow, there are so many things wrong with that. Her mom is a wizard — well, she can't say that, she's pretending that's not true, but her mom still exists. She thought there were still enough wizards in other countries that people would know they existed, even if the Asmodeans were telling the truth about having the most? And the water priests make isn't holy water — actually, no, now that she thinks about it, she's not sure, maybe when Good priests make water it comes out holy? Probably it would be hard to tell the difference between normal water and holy water (she's heard that archers at the Worldwound sometimes dip their arrows in holy water, but even if that's true, it's not like there are demons around to test), but whether or not water is holy, it's pretty easy to tell that there's water in the cistern that wasn't there a moment ago. A priest might be able to use magic to make someone think they'd been healed when they hadn't, and maybe they could do that to everyone else too, but if someone thought they'd been healed when they actually still had a giant gash across their chest or whatever, they'd still bleed out.

It kind of seems like Ms. Wójcicka is just stupid but maybe that's an act. ...Actually, maybe the test here is that she's pretending to be stupid to see where she contradicts her? Only she doesn't have any idea what the answers are supposed to be in 1993, or Poland/Europe. 

"There was a wizard back where I grew up, I saw him do magic loads of times. ...Who do you think cast the Lights in the buildings we were in, if it wasn't a wizard and it wasn't a priest?" Technically she guesses there could be a lot of sorcerers around or something?

"Oh will you stop that already!  I can argue about religion, at least that's a real thing, but I'm not arguing about wizards."

Instead she buys them tickets at a booth, and then they wait on a stone platform next to some metal and wood lines on the ground.  Some other people are waiting as well, so apparently whatever is going on here is a fairly common thing.

What does her ticket say?

PKP       TICKET NUMBER  402706      DATE OF ISSUE  07.07.93       STATION OF ISSUE  Chełmek       TICKET OFFICE  1      TRAIN  P08     FARE  0 N 1 50% 0 80%

FROM     Chełmek               TO      Kraków Główny             THROUGH

VALID FROM            TO                CLASS  X             VALID FOR DAYS   2         DEPARTING ON DATE  07.07.93        KM  62      PRICE GOLD  5000

(it looks about like this)

These people sure like filling out forms.

It cost 5000 gold???

...Okay, no, there's no way that's true, they probably just have really tiny coins or something. 

Also, now that she's looking at the date, she thinks she forgot to actually explain that she might have time traveled, she was too distracted talking about the gods. Unfortunately she can't think of anything else to ask about that was definitely true in 1993 and not in 4712 besides Aroden being alive. Though actually, if they don't know about Aroden, it might not be 1993 at all, and even the guardsmen didn't seem to have heard of him. 

"What are the years counted from here?"

"The supposed birth of Jesus."  Siiiiigh.

Blink. 

"...we count based on Aroden but I'm not sure what specifically. Are there, uh, other really important things that pretty much everyone has heard of, that you know when they happened?"

Why is she getting a history quizz from a confused 16-year-old?  Whatever.  "World War I was 1914-1918, World War II was 1939-1945, I don't know that there's anything else everyone has heard of.  The fall of Rome?  I can't remember when that was, I think around 400."

"...and the world wars had all the countries in the whole world? Or are they called that for some other reason?" She doesn't know of any wars like that but maybe the Asmodeans talked about them some other way.

"Not all of them, I don't think - I have no idea what was going on in China during WW I, or in South America during WW II, I think probably not much - but most of them, and all the ones that count. Where are you going with this?"

"Well, back home it's 4712, and when the guardsman said it was 1993 here I thought maybe I went back in time and that's why all the towns have different names. Except if you don't count from Aroden I don't know how to tell what year it actually is, so I'm trying to figure out if you've heard of ... anything I've heard of... that we could use to compare. But I don't really know much history from... uhhhhhhh... two thousand eight hundred years ago, so I'm still not sure."

"You're wearing handspun clothes and think lights are magic, you're not from two thousand years in the future," Aneta answers flatly. 

"...Unless there was a nuclear apocalypse or something."

"...I don't know what that is."

...Augh, why does she keep getting pulled into arguing with this stupidity?  "It doesn't matter, you're not from the future, time travel is also not real.  If you seriously grew up thinking it's four thousand whatever, it's because whoever your people are count time from something else and were keeping you isolated enough not to know anything about the rest of the world."  It might be true.

Well, to be fair, they were definitely doing some of that. But also, Ms. Wójcicka doesn't believe in wizards, she clearly doesn't have a great sense of what is and isn't real.

"I've met people from other parts of Cheliax, and they all knew about the things I've been talking about." Not a lot of them, but some. Her mom went to prep school in Egorian.

"Then I guess they were in on the thing where everyone was lying to you."  Maybe that's the point of this whole weird thing?  She's pretending she was raised by people who were all focused on lying to her about how the world works, because it makes her feel important or something?  ... Well, better than most ways of kids trying to feel important Aneta has to deal with, honestly.  At least she's not beating anyone up.

There's a giant fast noisy metal thing coming up on the tracks.  Nobody pays it any mind.

What the Hell is that???

She tries to stand still, but not too still, she doesn't want to look suspicious.

It stops right by them, with a horrible squeaking noise.  People start opening doors in it and going in and out - Aneta goes in and looks like she expects Nessa to follow.

Okay, she'll follow into the huge scary construct.

It has a narrow metal hallway lined with windows on one side, and doors on the other, leading to little metal rooms with padded benches on both sides.  Aneta picks an empty one and points Nessa to a seat.  "Look out the window and tell me if you see any familiar places, we'll be passing by the one you pointed to on the map. We could get out there, but I don't want to waste time if it's not going to get us anywhere."

Sure, she can watch for that. (If she sees anything that looks like home she absolutely isn't going to say anything about it, but it'd be good to know.)

The train takes off, with more unpleasantly loud noises.  It feels very strange to sit in a chair in something going as fast as a galloping horse, and the window makes it very obvious.