Taylor's eyes widen for a moment and he almost drops the plasma TV in his sudden alarm, "Hey, do you think this relates to that prophecy we got from the waitress at the bar?  What the hell was it again: something about wrongs corrected or something?  Fuck, what was it?  Man, we should have totally wrote it down on a bar napkin or something."<br/><br/>Realizing that he's saying all of this out loud, Taylor looks at the others and shrugs, "It happened before coming here.  It was a very big deal, lots of feelings of dread and importance.  That's why we're kind of here: we figured since we had no clue what the prophecy was talking about, we'd just wander around and happen onto things and things would just kind of work out."