An Incursion?

"Gwen, hold on. Before you go, I wanna talk in private," MJ said after the other band members had left.

Gwen turned and sighed. "I'm listening..."

"What's going on with you today? I get the feeling something's really wrong..." MJ pressed.

"I... really don't know how to explain it. I'm not sure you'd even believe me if I told you," Gwen admitted.

"Try me," MJ invited.

"All right... last night I was visited by an oracle who told me our universe is going to crash into another universe, and now I gotta find a way to stop it. There, I said it. Aaaand now you probably think I'm nuts..."

"Whoa..." MJ paused for a moment, letting Gwen's words sink in. "Considering the shit I've seen while hanging out with you... that doesn't sound as crazy as you might think," MJ said. "I mean, it sounds ridiculous, but after everything we've been through, there probably is something to this. Maybe not the absolute annihilation of our universe, but... something."

Gwen breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, I'm glad you don't think I'm crazy... I appreciate it, MJ."

"Whoa. I never said I don't think you're crazy," MJ said jokingly. "But I believe you. I've got no idea how I can help, though... this all seems a little above my pay grade."

"Yeah, I'm in waaaaay over my head here," Gwen agreed. "I'm going to talk to Dr. Parker & Dr. Richards on campus tomorrow. Maybe they'll have a better idea of what's going on. Or they'll think I've completely lost my marbles..."

MJ told Gwen, "I'll be rooting for you, Gwen. If there's anything I can do, let me know."

"'Preciate it, MJ. I think I'm gonna need all the help I can get here..."