"They're here!" she screamed."I guess so," Albin said. "History's not my field. Butgiven the setup, what else could there be? What other choice have you got?"At the end of the day he was back from wherever he had been, from the darkness that had wrapped his mind like cotton and removed him. There was no surprise now. There was no emotion at all: his work was over and he could be himself again. In the back of his mind the single phrase still flashed, but he had long since stopped paying attention to that.