"Right. That was fun. I suppose it's a shame for them that gods don't get hurt by voodoo magic."
He led them out of the tower, Byrne still carrying Marshall, who began to awake as they descended.
"Marshall? Marshall! Right, you're awake. Now, we really need your help. As you can ... see ..., we can see you. I believe we're a little bit behind in time, just like you, and we need your help to get out of it. Please, we have friends nearby, and we need to regroup with them."
Marshall, looking thin and aged, coughed, and said: "I cannot help. I have no idea why I was stuck back in time before, neither do I know why you were. However, I will gladly help you find an answer. When I first was stuck here, I found it highly useful, but, as you can see, it has not done me well, and I need to return to real time to get back to a proper state. And yes, this will happen to all of you if you stay here long."