Shear terror

Meanwhile, the Estaban of that time-line sits at the bar in the Down Lounge, playing the dice and ball game with the half-power holographic barkeep....they are both down pretty deep in the cheap gin well, and well they might be, since things are just looking worse and worse.....but nothing matters anymore, 'cause here comes the reality disfunction wave-front sweeping through the zone, to clean up whatever the first Shear disaster had left around....the stars started to dance, everything started to phase in and out.....Dagwood screamed and burst into flames....back in Calcutta, a small red indicator lamp flashed briefly on a secondary status board......