"I don't know," says Daniel, one part miserable and two parts increasingly perplexed. "Did you even get the whole 'memory' thing? I'm still trying to figure out who I was, okay?"

The man carrying the - what is it, an EMF reader? whatever that means - advances on them steadily. The rate of the beeping only increases the closer he gets to the pair of them. Intrigued despite himself, Daniel cocks his head and watches, then reaches forward to swipe a hand through his chest.

Two things happen in rapid succession.

First, the beeping evens out to a single, incredibly loud, high-pitched tone.

Second, Daniel's arm does not pass through the man's chest as he predicted it would, and instead connects very solidly with him and sends him flying halfway across the clearing to a chorus of "holy ▒▒▒▒!" from his fellows, who seem torn between delighted and terrified. "Holy ▒▒▒▒!"