Oh, at last you've decided to join us.
Where have you been? Stop being elusive. We found this cave and a couple of other people were here - I don't know where they went - we chatted with them until everyone got tired. Then we settled down to sleep and...
You were gone. What year did you find yourself in? What was that? 1973?
Don't tell me. You were admiring Pablo Picasso's last paintings?
No? The concert Led Zeppelin threw at Tampa Stadium? Ah, I caught you out! You're a Led Zeppelin fan I take it. A concert bigger than the one the Beatles threw at Shea Stadium apparently.
Oh you're not a Led Zep fan. Anyway it was 1973 you were in. Is that right?
What you mean you don't know? What was on the TV where you were? The Watergate scandal - so it was definitely 1973.
Hm? Oh you're asking where I was? I think it was 1967. I don't know for certain because it was all hazy and swirly. Well it was like I was on the set of the Yellow Submarine film.
Yeah I know that was a cartoon and that makes it even worse. It was like I was in a mixture between film trailers and news announcements and people saying things I didn't understand.
Sorry I lost you then. I was having weird flashbacks.
Now where did you put that necklace?
What do you mean you don't have it? I passed over to you and then-
Oh no... When you got put in prison they took away all your belongings didn't they?
And that means we've got to go back to 1955.
It took me so long get to you last time and I think I was lucky then.
Hand on a minute. Who's that sad looking old guy behind you? Ask him. John you said? John who? Yeah, go on ask him again.
Well? He misses his wife. Yeah, well I'm deeply sympathetic to him. He looks like a nice guy. What else did he say? So he was a university professor and is lost in some weird way. Wonderful whatever. What's his last name?
Sorry? Say that again? Tolkien. You're sure? John Tolkien. In other words THE J. R. R. Tolkien. Wow.
Does he have anything to say about how we get out of this place?