Doctor Com nods, "Proboably. In truth, I blame imagination, She is always being bastards for their own amusement, all for their precious drama. Then, once all of this is over, He'll send you back, and leave me with the memories, and Roland with the story. Either way, I say its just that this place is just another universe for us all to pool in."
OoC: Basicaly, I'm writing my avatar as myself, but more clueless. Basically, imagine me from a alternate timeline in charge of making sure this goes as planned. And in all honesty, I don't understand half the stuff I just said.
I yawn, and lie down.
"I'll fall asleep soon..."