Oh my sweet heavens. Archie goes pale and gets up and goes to the Xerox that has been taped onto the door of URIEL since he came here 5 years ago. The timeline fits. The portfolio fits.

Jocasta spends a weekend doing her two (three?) favorite things.

URIEL learns the extent of Carl and Richie’s plan • Archie delivers his latest memetic masterpiece to the St. Francis • Mitch asks Jocasta her thoughts on fascism and human nature • Later he crashes the Special Ones’ suite and throws a tape player out the window • Viv and Roger get the ball rolling on the Atlantis A-Risen LARP • Marshall welcomes a kill-team from Granite Peak and lays siege to LeConte Hall • Jocasta gets ready to hunt bear • Roger catches a psychedelic barb in the face • Archie and Charley cross the threshold, together

Archie explains a bit about esmology to Andy, and the two invent a new type of game. Or meme. Or game-meme.

"No, you're right, we didn't help you at all," Jocasta says, swallowing hard.

Mitch, Marshall, and their Midnight Crew hold a Houdini séance • It works! • Except now Mitch and Marshall are trapped in History B • “I think Houdini fucked us.” • Houdini’s ghost finds himself caught on Doug Rogo’s tape recorder • Marshall gets gored by a kusarikku • Mitch finds a magical elixir bearing his doppelgänger‘s visage • The day is saved with memetics, hypnotism, and cocaine

Archie crafts the meme that will spell the credibility downfall of a certain E.L. Moore.

The girl looks up at the sky, and says, dreamily, “One day the skies are gonna be filled with flying saucers.”

The field team files their reports following Frank’s grisly demise, while Marshall runs memetic ops to cover up the incident.