It must have been around ten minutes after Vic died that he first heard the voices but he didn't know what they were. Not who they were, but what they were. It wouldn't be long before he remembered what voices were and what made them. He would know what everything was in fact, as his mind slowly built a picture of a universe he once existed in. In that universe were things, and one of those things had been Vic Jones. If he had been in possession of any conscious thought five minutes ago he would have been quite pleased with himself.