Peacemaker, Blackhawk, Fire and the old man have found their way into the wheel room. The GPA agents ask them politely to leave. This is a game for Chase and Tresser only. All results are final, they say. But somehow the old man gets them to stop. He doesn't know how he accomplishes such a task, and he isn't sure if he could ever possibly replicate such a feat, but for the moment they're able to free Tom and escape. Rocketing upward through a room that flips gravity on it's head, Fire and the Atomic Knight fly towards what they hope to be an exit. They barely have a moment to notice that the old man has been left behind before they run face first into the OMAC unit.

What was once the future is now the present. "We have nothing to fear from you." states the OMAC before unleashing his counter-strike wave. The others collapse to the floor. Fire engulfs the entire room in a scathing green flame that melts the synthetic skin from the android nurses like hot wax - but the OMAC does not even flinch. It seems impervious to any and all attacks. His strength is impervious to Cameron Chase's disruptive measures because there are no meta-abilities for which she can disrupt. "I am not a metahuman." he states plainly. "My abilities come from... somewhere else."

With one last ditch effort, Tresser takes Chase by the hand and they close their eyes. A white light begins to feather reality around them and in an instant they're transported from there to an M.C. Escher like room of impossible stairways both seem to recognize from their dreams. Even still, in this anomalous room, the OMAC's presence is felt. Their obligation to the wheel, he says, must be fulfilled.

When they open their eyes again, almost three hours have passed. They're now standing in front of a cauldron like Time Pool from which some tentacled monster begins to bubble up from. A moment later they've been transported to the board of a giant chess match. The OMAC once more stands opposite from them. One instant later they're now standing on a catwalk suspended over pure nothingness. A vast ocean of space floats before them. Chunks of Earth litter the air. One asteroid appears to support the remnants of the now defunct Miracle Machine which Superman used to bring all of creation back from the brink.

A look of both recognition and intense sorrow washes over Cameron Chase's face. "I think I know what all this is. What's gonna happen. And no, I'm sorry, I don't think I'm allowed to tell you any of it... We're not getting out of here together."

She closes her eyes once more and the void fills with electric blue light. They're now in the presence of a Cosmic Treadmill. The time travel device used and created by the Flashes. They've got no other choice but to run. To try and use the mechanism to attempt an escape. Stepping onto the treadmill, they're legs fly faster and faster until an explosion of brilliant light white light catches them in its wake.

Tom Tresser opens his eyes again to find himself in bed, surrounded by the ice cold smiles of the Electric City doppelganger nurses. Chemicals course through his blood stream, making him weak. The question isn't what day it is, or even where he is. Those are both irrelevant. Staring at the vacant expressions of the nurses surrounding him, the question becomes, is this all starting over again?