The heroes return from the Sunless Sea carrying the exhausted remnants of rescued Bleeplings.

The familiar waiting room of the Interdimensional Bureau of Corrections flickers into existence.

The holographic clerk appears, badly corrupted.

“Congratulations. Reality remains provisionally extant.”

“However… a celestial navigation error has been detected.”

“Creation is now pending cancellation.”

Bleep materializes, visibly weakened.

Small Bleeplings orbit him like anxious fireflies.

“The comet must be summoned. If it does not arrive, I never exist.”