War Is Coming Communications.

So, since I started that job at the comic shop? I probably get told ten times a day that I look just like the Human Torch. Which is... random.

Sorry kids, I don't play with fire.

You know, it just hit me. This is the first time that I haven't had to watch my back so much. I can actually make plans and stuff here. And get a job.

Well, I already got a job, and even though I was never into them, it's kinda fitting that I work at a comic shop. Now I want to go do something to celebrate.

Okay, is it just me or is there something wrong with the heat in this building? It's seriously burning up in here.

So the whole crazy spell that covered the area is done with now? Good. Great. Awesome. Glad everyone's back to normal.

Hey, now that everyone's back to the land of the sane, I've got a question. Does anyone around here know of a government agency called The Division? I asked someone before and they hadn't heard about it, but I just need to make sure.

Oh, and I'm Nick, by the way. I never actually introduced myself or anything.

So... crazy stuff. It's still going on, huh? Do people get kryptonite infections here often? I can't believe I seriously just asked that.

I woke up this morning from the strangest night of my life and it seems like everybody here is drunk. Was there a party?

So getting shoved into other dimensions is common around here, huh?

And I'm pretty sure that you're supposed to leave Kansas when it comes to going to different dimensions. Not show up here.