There are worlds out there where the sky is burning, where the sea’s asleep and the rivers dream, people made of smoke and cities made of song. Somewhere there’s danger, somewhere there’s injustice, and somewhere else the tea is getting cold. Come on, Ace, we’ve got work to do.

— The Doctor
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It’s going to take a little while to get rolling.  Humor — and plot — require character interaction, and for a handful of pages the only character we’ll really have will be Jacob.  But I’m trying to get the cast together as quickly as possible.

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Narrator: I first caught Jacob Doe on camera at the Qallunaaq pub. I didn't realize it at the time. I was getting shit-faced with some new friends. While Jacob went to the bar and asked for whatever it is that old men need.
Jacob: Absolution. With a chaser of forgetfulness.
Bartender: Sorry, old timer. Care for vodka, whiskey, or beer?
Jacob: Sure. Set those up. Those'll do.

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