[Danny]

The stranger looks at Jal, an expression of fear on his face. Then he smiles.

"I know what you are."

"So do I. I'm a mudokon."

"No you're not. You're like me. You're closer to me than to them."

"What are you then?"

The stranger stares at Jal in disbelief. "You mean you don't know? Is that possible? to be like us and not know it?" He smiles again. "Ah, well, it makes my task easier..." And he sinks back into his bed.

"What task?" The stick in Jal's hand begins to glow, and Jal flares up, angrily. "TELL ME!!"

But the stranger merely smiles in his sleep, and seems not to notice Jal beating him with the stick.

When Osiris returns to collect his trombone, which he forgot, Jal has gone, and the stranger seems remarkably peaceful.