Time/Space Poe tucked his Ravenchucks under his arm as he, Lincoln, and Musashi stood on the last piece of rubble in the Universe as it slowly circled the event horizon of the Omega Singularity in the year gazabajillion. Their perch, a half of a McDonald’s ‘golden arch,’ shuddered as it moved toward the singularity.

Musashi sat in the lotus position. What he saw, none can say, but he held his eyes unflinching on the depths. Space/Time Lincoln needed his goggles AND his cool sunglasses to see.

Poe shouted over the screaming silence. “At the end of all things, I will finally unlock the Secret Special Rue Morgue Maneuver!”

“Not if I stop you first!”

In a flash, Lincoln and Miyamoto disappeared. In their place, mounted on a flaming unicorn, was Genghis, Khan of All Werewolves.

“What have you done with my friends?” demanded Poe.

“The same thing I’m going to do to you,” said Genghis. “It took all of time for me to reconstitute myself, but now it ends.”

Poe kissed his Ravenchucks. “Let’s rock!”