[With the monsters gone, the Plane really is a much friendlier place. Botta doesn't seem to be enjoying it, though, as he sits at a table in the library; indeed, it seems that whatever's on his mind is causing him a great deal of stress. And for someone who was sure he would never want to come back after the ordeal of the last month was over, he's returned pretty quickly.

He sighs deeply.] He'd only put me on medical leave. Even I have a hard time believing it, when I'm not here.

[Someone's agonizing over how to explain to his boss that he knows what's going to happen in the future, and why he knows it. He hasn't yet come up with any ideas that wouldn't get him locked in the loony bin, though.]