Action: Wortle and Bee Line sit at a table in the local Cafe.
Wortle: I have a super power too, Miss Bee Line, and I could have saved lives with it today, just like you did.
Wortle: But I was afraid to use it. I was afraid of the responsibility and I doubted my ability.
Bee Line: You have an ability? What is it, owlet?
Wortle: I can foretell how people are going to die. I knew my best friend Celeste would die in the World Trade Center today!
Bee Line: That is a puissant ability! Do you happen to know how you will die?
Action: Wortle imagines himself as a hideously disfigured and gaunt adult in the hospital.
Doctor: Sir, I'm afraid your cancer of the face and face AIDS is inoperable.
Action: Cut back to the present, in the cafe.
Wortle: I try not to think about it.