No way!

Crono shook his head, and raised the sword further up.

DALTON: NO! Please, how can I convince you?!

LUCCA: Give us a lead, and maybe our boy here won't cleave you in half.

DALTON: A lead....um....uuuhhhhh.....in the cave where you were all locked in one of your...'gates'....is a message etched into the wall. It says 'Crono, look to the futures to find that which you sought.' I'll take you there myself.

MARLE: Who is it from?

DALTON: Gaspar. the name says Gaspar.

LUCCA: The sage?

DALTON: I don't know, but I asusme it is the same man.

Dalton stands, keeping his hands in full view and guides the three skeptics to the cave. His words are true, surprisingly.

MARLE: Well, I guess that's a good lead.

LUCCA: Hardly. 'The futures' could be any time except pre-historic times. Actually, if he's measuring from the End of Time, it could even be that.

MARLE: It could also be somewhere even beyond the end. If time exists there, then it must have a future, right?

DALTON: Ugh...you're making my head spin....

MARLE: So, Crono, where are we headed next?