Down in the forest, there is a tree.
What's left of one, anyway.
The Nemeton calls another supernatural creature to its town.
The blood that drips onto it forms a circle.
"Have you been bitten or scratched by any big animals recently?"
"No. The only fauna I have seen thus far are you, the one with the mouths, and a man who kept lighting himself on fire, out in the woods."
"I was summoned on the stump of a tree. There was a man there piling bodies atop it. When I asked him what his purpose for summoning me was, he burst into flames."
"What do you mean, summoned? Was there a druid? Is this the stump I think it is, because then I need to make some calls."
"Summoned the same way any daeva is summoned. Druid? What year is this?"
"Closer to 2112. I haven't been keeping close track. This doesn't make any sense. Even if I was somehow summoned back in time, Revelation was in the early 2000s. '05, I think. Certainly before 2012. You should know what daeva are."
"Let's assume you don't mean Revelations, Book of. How did Revelation reveal daeva and again, what are they?"
"Someone anonymously uploaded a book on summoning and sample circles to the Internet. A daeva is a member of one of three 'species': demons, angels, and fairies. Indestructible magic people, each with a different type. Demons create things, angels transmute things, fairies move things."
"And this should be common knowledge, by 2012? Do you have, uh, other 'species'? Any others?"
"Of sapients? Just humans and daeva. Daeva are complicated, in that most simply pop forth fully grown one, in either Heaven, Hell, or Fairyland as appropriate, but some are former summoners who have died. So I'm not sure to what extent they actually count as separate species. Even the ones who came ex nihilo look like normal humans."
"So you don't have, say, werewolves, or banshees, or anyone else that's not human or daeva."
"We definitely don't have any daeva, but for sapient species we're pretty crowded."
"Hmm. In that case," she stops holding him, "you should probably alert whoever you were going to about happenings at the stump."
"We don't really have a system. No one knows about this stuff."
He dusts himself off.
"Sure. If I tell you where to go, can we fly? Actually, no, I should take my Jeep. Maybe later."
"So what's the limit on the moving things thing? And do we both get in, and also, you know people here don't expect flying Jeeps?"
"The limit is how well I can keep track of what I am moving. I could move persons and Jeep separately or together. Are we likely to be seen at this time of night?"
"Probably? There are monsters that come out at night and most of them can definitely see a flying Jeep."