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Things you ought to know:

-Clarence Vanderweele has been arrested under a court of law.
-Retrospec as a company has been shut down entirely and its operations are being restructured. The company has disbanded due to illegal practice.
-I'm not a lawyer or a cop, so the legal jargon is lost on me.

All I can say is that with this, everything should go back to normal now. No more weird illusions, no more destruction in the city, no more magic floating around.

And no more job for me. So I'm thinking...some of tech and I are going to do this the right way. Open our own operations, work on a volunteer basis, fix what was undone with the energy harvested by Vanderweele and put things back the way they were.

That is to say...you could have your old life back if you wanted. Or you can keep going. Keep growing. Keep regaining things. We'd be monitoring things more closely without the interference of outside forces.

It'll take some time to get up and running again, so consider this a break? We need permits and research and to strike a deal with the BBB, I guess.

I owe you guys for what you've done and the work you've put in the last year that I've been on board. So...whatever you need, may as well claim it now before the end. You know where to find me.

Catch you later, Retrospecters.

Zee Carlisle

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Well, the Chief is keeping me on the case. I wasn't sure if I was going to be kicked off for conflict of interest, but, near a fifth of our staff turns out to have been involved at some point over the last two and a half years. Count me out for any personal recompense, but I'm here for the duration for everyone else.

As for any civil followup, I'm looking to Mr. Murdock. I think you've got some backup from a few other people who suddenly remember being on the app.

That world is still not my world. It's right there, but it's still not mine. But there's a little girl up there who exists now, thanks to all of us.

So, thank you. From him, and from me.

Even thank you, too, Zee.

Thanks a lot. I guess you got what you wanted, too, huh? Retrospec is going away, and no one has to go back to normal who doesn't want to. This is probably the best way things could turn out for everyone.

[It feels odd, for someone who's always supported Retrospec. But she thinks of Poison Ivy, experimented on before she even knew it, a former delinquent who might have become a villain in another life if not for Principal Waller. Then she thinks of Mr. Tsushima, who shot down the hope she'd always depended on, that they'd inevitably go back to their old lives and she couldn't screw it up, but who was just afraid that he wouldn't have the choice to be a good person. And the officer himself, always talking about prosecuting Retrospec and punishing them like what they'd done was bad. Maybe it was.]

I'm going back home now. I mean, not -- you know. Even Retrospec can't bring Krypton back. But to the Earth with Super Hero High and my friends and my dog and Aunt Martha's mashed potatoes and the Capes & Cowls Cafe where Steve lets me order the weirdest drink combinations because it tastes like space food. But if everyone I lost here has their memories back now, I can't really leave Recollé behind either. So, uh, if you need anything?

Thanks.