Heard you’re on prisoner transport next week. That’s a weird shift. You done it before? I’ve been on it a few times. They don’t tell you the spot until you get to the depot, and if you have to take them to campus, that’s a whole other can of worms. You only ever make it to the gate. Then, they come and trade transports with you. Don’t talk to the prisoners, either. That priest, the demon one, he’s a chatterbox, but whoever it is they have running this op is a real hard ass. Oh, also… Did you hear that? Hey, hey, you kids get back here!

As the team recovers from their last mission, relationships are strengthened and tested. Some have meetings with their boss, some get crafty, and some try to chill things out.

This needs to be perfect, people, so we’re reviewing again. I don’t want to hear it. Okay, so we do this hard and we do it fast and we do it clean. June needs this to be perfect, and if we’re made, we’re coming home, you got that? So no faces, no names, no talking. It needs to look like a hit; that we’re there for both of them. I know some of you have personal feelings about this. I’m not a huge fan, either. We all love Corra, but Otto hasn’t been the same since she joined. Their goals changed, and if we’re to bring June’s vision, our vision, of the world into reality, we need the old Otto. Be fast. Be clean. No reason for it to be any worse than it has to be. Ok, suit up, we roll in five.

A bell tolls for Otto and Corra on a very special night, but forces conspire against them. It’s gonna be a night to remember, but will the memories be worth remembering or a sad reminder of what could have been?

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Hello, this is Principal Slayton. It has come to my attention that there are some bad actors in the student body harassing students, teachers and our security staff. I want it to be known that this will not be stood for. Hamilton High is a safe, and calm environment and anything that disrupts that will be dealt with. Swiftly. Also, the materials of the Science Lab are to be used for SCIENCE ONLY AND BOMB MAKING IS NOT SCIENCE. Lastly, pizza will be served this Friday.

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The talent show is quickly approaching, but as people come together secrets will be revealed and alliances will be forged. Also someone will probably walk across the football field with their fist held up. Freeze frame.

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Ok, ok. I'm calling the meeting of the prom planning committee to order. Now, I know we are still settling on a theme. No, Ishii, we aren't doing that weird fantasy, detective thing. It's too complicated and no one understands it. OK, so what else do we have? Poseidon's Paradise. What? No, why would we do under the sea but also greek? Casino. This has some legs Davey, but I don't know if the principle would sign off on it. River, I know you were pushing hard for Cosmic Night, but for some Instructor Izzy is dead set against it. Ok, lunch is soon so why don't we meet later this week, ok? I'll hit you all up on Myspace.

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The team has faced down monstrous CEOs, nefarious para-military groups and horrors from beyond their reality. Now they face their greatest foe. Highschool. That's right, we're doing an AU. Get hype.

Ever since you were shunted here, I have not been what I was. No, you are something I need to pull out by the root. I am going to your reality and brining mine with me. I will pull my lord, my god who sleeps and dreams of the infinite, there. It awakes. It will sunder your reality and bring about nothing and everything. It will spill out like a wave into every plane of existence, and I will once again be what I was: Limitless.

The team comes face-to-face with something from beyond their world. As a battle rages, they fight to find answers and are lured by the promise of their own perfect worlds.

The remembered feeling of the sword entering her chest shocked her awake. Looking hard at her hand forced the static away from the outline of her form. How long had she been here? Weeks and days, moments and millinea all seemed to occupy the same space here. It was an existence that she could hardly comprehend and one she fought against. At the edges of the space she had carved out for herself, she could feel him watching. “I know you’re there. You think this place can change me? I change it. They are coming for me. You can’t make me forget that. He’s going to get me. He promised.”

Visions from the past surround the group as they descend further and further into the illusory world. Who’s behind this, and why are they leading the group to them?

It’s good to see that we are starting to get bleed over. I hope the others coming from home don’t find the restrictions of this place to egregious. Little by little, we are tipping the scale to a point she can’t compensate. The nexus keeps feeding chaos into the rift, and she is grasping at straws to try and hold it closed. I keep thinking, Elizabet, how wonderful it will feel to shake off the restriction of the material here and see what new thing replaces it when my God awakens. She brought it with her, the limits on the unimaginable. The others were too detached to notice, but it chewed at me like an infection. The moment when it is cleansed from me can not come soon enough.

The team goes to the Dream Den to figure out what is affecting it and the surrounding area. Last time, their deepest fears were made real, so it can’t get worse than that, right?

A coded memo from the desk of Newton Zemke, Public Relations for The Keepers of the Veil: Benjamin, I understand your frustrations, and in many cases, share them. But your orders are your orders. I don’t see anyone with a better sense of presence, and I need you in the quarantine zone. You are our face, right now, and we need people to know we are working to return their lives to normal. We’ve done our best to keep the city guard out, taking resources from them to present a strong front. I can give you what you need, but I need you there. I’d be there myself, but the ruling council seems to think my skills are better suited here, at the Indeliophan, despite my own misgivings about that.

You’d think fighting a monster from outside of reality would be the worst thing you have to do with your day, but as the team explores the temple, things get... well... worse.

I know you don’t agree Elizbet, but this has to happen. With what will be coming through, this is our best chance to see what he’ll do. Here we can control the circumstances, like any good experiment. We need to know what our boy will do when he comes face to face with the truth. This will be small. Something we can handle if he decides he’s no longer liking the deal. It will be on you to convince him otherwise Elizbet. You’ve done a wonderful job of keeping him focused. Keeping him working and keeping him and his group isolated at this most crucial time. They have such potential to sow discord, it would be a shame if we let them undo that.

As threats in the sewers push in from all sides, the team has to put aside differences to make it out. Also, Corra hears a tune, Seshmire gets pulled along, and Tseer meets an old friend.