The group traces Mage's steps to a museum in the city of Vanfort. Derrida is struck by memories of visiting this place with his father when he was a child, and the strong memory spurs a sudden leap back to himself ten years before...
It wasn't me! It was Graham!
!لم أكن أنا! كان غراهام
Ich war das nicht, sondern Graham.
No fui yo. Fue Graham.
No he sido yo. Ha sido Graham.
C’est pas moi.
Il s’est conduit tout seul.
Non sono stata io! Ha fatto tutto lui!
Não fui eu, foi o Graham!
Это не я, Грэхэм сам!