The eerie green mist that now filled the room was, of course, familiar to me, as I had experienced it in the crypt at W----- immediately before my introduction to he who called himself Z----- and claimed to have come from a distant planet known to his kind as V-----. A few seconds after the smokey shroud enveloped us, I noticed that the man whom I had recently learned to be the mysterious fellow known as Feelock had been transformed into the being called Z-----. Mr. Starkey cried out in terror most unbecoming a man of his stature. After a short while Z----- spoke, addressing me by name, saying "My good P-----, you and your companion known as Stymie have inadvertently tampered with forces far beyond the ability of yourself or anyone of your kind to fathom. As a result, you have become permanently displaced in the continuum of time and matter. I assure you that try as I might, I would be able to reveal nothing to you by way of explanation concerning your current condition."