Which was, of course, the exact moment when Dee found one remaining little cube. He pulled it out.

Even though most of the international musicians didn’t use the recording ball technology, Dee held onto hope that Tom - being a manager - would know what it was. (He had no idea of the Anthean connections, of course.)

“Here!” He exclaimed excitedly. His arm shook a little as he held it out.

The costume Dee was in, albeit a little messed up from both the party and the unexpected nap, was the same one that was on the cube’s artwork. He was listed as The Prophet. Another man in similar attire was pictured as well, credited as The Mystic. It wasn’t hard to assume that was Jay, the person who wasn’t back yet.

“It’s a demo…” he gulped. “For you… Please…”