Narration(Xander): I expected all this. Their meeting, reunion...

Narration(Xander): Not the exploding emotion...running through this web with no tangible direction or escape.

Narration(Xander): What should have happened: see Shane for what he is. Damaged, weak, silent, slow.

Narration(Xander): She saw it. The meeting of the half-wit and the Goddess...wasn't supposed to turn the universe inside out.

Narration(Xander): When Shane touched her, she knew something I don't understand. Shane is blind to it certainly. Something deep and dangerous.

Narration(Xander): It's enveloped her in another world. Something forgotten but not vanished. Wrapped her as the spirits wrap the living. ...of reeds waving in unfelt breezes. ...a breath from another planet.

Narration(Xander): ...whistling into space that is neither dark nor cold.

Narration(Xander): Resonant with unknown sensations beyond the reach of a mortal mind.

Narration(Xander): Thanos Shane is a crossroads at midnight. Some irrevocable path that could never be recovered from.

Narration(Xander): And in an instant my world is falling to pieces around me.

Narration(Xander): Yet I can't stop myself.