Chapter What-The-Fuck-Ever In My Deluded Life Aboard Ship

Blah-blah, Admiral's not replied... Blah-blah, weird faceless people... Blah-blah, hey, new influx... Blah-blah, insert casual threat to rip someone's spine out through their mouth here...

Yep, just another day on the USS Rehab.

Anyway, just checking if anyone's had trouble with Raistlin. That's my inmate. Guy with the Arthas Hair, gold skin and hourglass eyes.

Ugh, I miss Severin... And no, not the one who was here.