Panel 1: At
127 Amser, at some undefined point in the future, an older version of
Iz carries Rose across the room, past a filing cabinet, towards a door
that is slightly ajar. Rose still looks dazed.
Future Iz: I need to put you in this closet.
Panel 2:
Future Iz has placed Rose on the floor of the closet and propped her up
against some boxes. He reaches for the door to close it.
Future Iz: Stay still. You'll be able to move again in a minute, but don't. It's important.
Rose: ...How...?
Panel 3: Future Iz closes the closet door, glancing behind him as he does.
Future Iz: You came too far. You shouldn't have used...no. They're here. Be quiet.
Panel 4:
Rose [from inside the closet]: That's not my M.O.
Future Iz [frantically clutches his head with one hand while making shushing motions with the other]: Ssshhh!
Alt-Text: It may actually be the diametrical opposite of her M.O.
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