The Answer Man only smiled. “But I didn’t know exactly where I was going or what road I was going to take… so how could you?” No reply. Of course not. His five minutes were up. “You know what? I feel… weird. Swimmy.” The world seemed to be going away. The Answer Man was still sitting at his table, but he appeared to be withdrawing. As if on rails. Grayness began to encroach on Phil’s field of vision. He raised his hands to his eyes to clear them, and gray became black.
