January 5th 1831 12:05 AM

    Well, my book suddenly appeared in front of me again, with a few strange burn marks on it. I'm assuming from the space time thing...
   My random adventures during its absence are not recorded, for whenever I try, the page bursts into flame. The most I can say is that some upper being did something that will allow any plot inconsistencies to be ignored for the rest of the trip—and that if you mention them, bad stuff happens, such as that time that I wrote how Fred almost fell and broke.