You had been an agent in the Psychonauts for a while now, and although you were used to being stationed in your laboratory in the Motherlobe, recently you had been stationed as a counsellor at Camp Whispering Rock. It was a weird arrangement at first, working with all the bizarre and unique children, but eventually you'd begun to find it rewarding.

You specialized in precognition and prophesying, an extremely rare PSI-Power amongst psychics. It made you a little different from your fellow counsellors, Milla Vodello and Sasha Nein. Sasha, however, was not one to leave things alone. You caught his eye, scientifically, of course.

You'd been meditating on the beach for a while now, listening to the lake's waves crash against the shore and the mutant lungfish bicker bellow. Suddenly, a large hand gripped your shoulder. "Indulge me in conversation." The accent indicated it was Sasha, whom remained planted right behind you.