User:A Helpful Little Gnome/End

You find yourself in a strange bar. Staring behind the bar, you catch sight of your face in a large mirror. you can't believe how your appearance has changed. Crows feet surround your eyes, and a shock of your hair has turned grey.

The Barman, who appears to be Bruce McGill, asks you whether you want a drink. But you are suspicious. You gain a strong feeling that this barman is the puppet master behind your recent blackouts and your continuing adventures. But you still have a beer.

He turns to you and smiles. "Me? I haven't been controlling where you go? You have." You marvel at his ability to read your thoughts, and slowly your memory returns.

He polishes a mug with an old rag and asks you one final question. "Where do you want to go?"