CD-RATS03 (Nov 23, 1988)

CD-RATS03

Puzzle

"A medium Doomsday."
Knowledge | 2 Words

Clue

Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: Might want to solve the other receipt released on this date first.
Clue 2: What 'medium' does Jean-Marc want to obtain?

Answer and Explanation

Answer: Second Sight
Explanation: The ‘medium’ for how Augurs see into the Otherside is through a condition called Second Sight.

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Summary of Receipt

Summary

Transcript

AND RECEIPT
RECEIPT NUMBER: RATS03
RECEIPT DATE: 11 23 1988
MANAGER TITLE: BALTIMORE
RECEIPT NOTES:

The threads of Fate fray into a blur just beyond my reach. I need clarity. I need to start regaining my powers—Second Sight, to start. The Eight, if Jack is… if he doesn’t… Well, I don’t necessarily need the Eight personally. Having it near is enough. Jack will make it this time. He has to.

I asked Lucifer for it—for a small piece of the Morningstar’s power. To ask mon amour for a part of herself, for power that doesn’t belong to me, that I have no right to wield… I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel the pull of hesitation. Yet that hesitation pales in comparison to the threat of what lies ahead.

Unlike the last time I asked—or, well, no. I suppose I didn’t actually ask the first time. It was a gift from her. Regardless, unlike that time, she now refused. She’s worried it may corrupt me.

Oh, mon amour… if only you knew how little time I have left in this world with which to be corrupted.

S.O.T.

Baltimore: You wanted to talk?

Mon Amour: Yes. There’s been a… development. Something in this Universe has… changed.

Baltimore: Change? In what way?

Mon Amour: The Otherside. It’s… evolved.

Baltimore: Of course it has. Likely some ploy of Fate. When I need certainty and stability—all I see is a world more precarious than it was yesterday. And, of course, I’m blind to it all.

Mon Amour: That’s not what this is about—

Baltimore: Then what is it about, my Light?

Mon Amour: I’m not sure you’d understand. It seems like you don’t want to understand.

Baltimore: I want to, more than anything. And what I also want is for us to succeed. And to do that, I’ll need more than what I have now.

Mon Amour: More? What kind of “more?”

Baltimore: Second Sight.

Mon Amour: You don’t know what you’re asking for.

Baltimore: I don’t know? Mon amour, I was the Otherman. Second Sight is… a drop in the bucket compared to what I had before.

Mon Amour: No. You’re not the Otherman anymore. You’re mortal. You’re human, Jean. Second Sight will drive you to insanity. It’s not a power humans are meant to—

Baltimore: Augurs?

Mon Amour: …Are born with it. They need to channel it. You want to permanently open yourself to an entirely different reality. I won’t allow it.

Baltimore: You gave it to me once. Long ago.

Mon Amour: She gave it to you. In another Universe. I am not her.

Baltimore: And yet you are.

Mon Amour: No, I’m not. I can’t imagine what was going through her head or what her circumstances were because she wasn’t dating a former Otherman who rewound the Universe in a gambit to destroy Fate. She probably pitied you. A mere human. I don’t.

Baltimore: It’s not about pity. It’s about survival. If I am to face what’s coming, I need to see the paths ahead clearly—even if they are unbearable. Even if it hurts me to do so.

Mon Amour: And what happens when the unbearable becomes too much for you? What happens to us, then?

Baltimore: I—... I’m running out of time.

Mon Amour: Time? Time?! You rewound the entire Universe!

[Baltimore didn’t answer. His gaze drifted, fixed on some unseen horizon. Mon Amour exhaled shakily, turning away, her shoulders tense with frustration.]

Mon Amour: We’ll… we’ll talk about it in the New Year, okay?

E.O.T.