| Page | 2 |
| Frame | 1 |
| Description | Hero dressed up in a blazer and suit trousers surveys his domicile. It is a room typical of the Prisoner TV show, full of 60s plastics and groovy furniture. |
| hero | What kind of heaven is this? I dedicated my life to fighting the good fight and this is my reward? |
| Frame | 2 |
| Description | Hero stands outside his chalet there is little flag with roman numerals IV on it |
| hero | This is like nothing I have ever seen. Perhaps we did indeed worship at the wrong church and this is their Hades |
| Frame | 3 |
| Description | Hero wanders the street, an electric golf like vehicle drives by and a couple eat on a café pavement under a parasol |
| hero | The clothes fit tighter than a inner tunic and they must belong to some lower caste than a warrior. Couples flaunt their love as no one could fight in these |
| Frame | 4 |
| Description | Hero wanders into the main town square where there is huge oversized chess board in mid game. At the far end is the town hall topped by a huge dome |
| hero | Ah the game of the gods, at least I will be able to hold my own if I don't find a sword |
