Shane awaited the arrival of his next appointment; while movement through time in Elseworld was similar to the Living World, movement through space was not: doors, cars, elevators took you where you were supposed to be, regardless of any previous plans you had made. At nine-on-the-nose, an opaque gentleman carrying a stack of books backed through the door and turned to find himself face-to-face with his auditor. He set down the books and slunk into the chair with chagrin, knowing exactly what to expect from his quarterly review of haunting activity. While Shane was understanding of his dilemma, the increased prevalence of recording devices was no longer considered a valid excuse after the long-standing policy of denying vocalization claims was lifted, as well as other provisions allowing for non-visual frightenings. His punishment for failing to meet his quota was a reduction in corporeal density, and a meeting with the parole board one month later, just enough time to increase his numbers.