[When time moves again, the other three can feel it, being the unusual individuals they are. It's jarring, like someone stopped a record, and it sped up again to catch up to where it was supposed to be. It's so disorienting that it almost throws Jake off his feet, even though there was no physical effect. He steadies himself, looking down at the ground in confusion, then glances over to the urn-
no subject
-Which is not in his hands anymore.]
What the hell-?!