Scott closes his eyes and pinches the bridge of his nose.  Very slowly, he inhales, and then exhales again.  You can practically see him counting to ten.  "Insane," he mutters.  "Everyone here is insane.  Or maybe it's me.  Maybe I went crazy, and this has all been one long hallucination."<br/><br/>Gradually, reluctantly, he opens his eyes.  "O-o-o-kay," he says, more loudly, in the exaggerated tones of someone who's had a long, long day and is two buttons away from snapping, but is trying like hell to keep it together.  "How do we get back to Chessboard Zero?"<br/><br/>