::The landlord opens the door into a lavish and wonderful penthouse, letting Methos go in first.::

"Here we are. Isn't it beautiful?"

::He walks in and sighs at the bedroom.::

"Spent many a fine eve in there, if you know what I mean. With a lady, if you know what I mean!"

::He elbows Methos.::

"Know what I mean?"

::Handing him the keys, the landlord leaves.::

::Methos takes the keys and nods the landlord out.::

(Well, beats the hell out of living on base.)

::Methos goes to the bathroom, slowly strips and starts the shower.::

(I should go for a swim. What a day.)

::Methos climbs in the shower and starts washing up.::

::Methos,a fter a long hot shower, dries of and slips on his swim shorts and his navy blue PT sweats. After brushing his teeth, Methos grabs his Coast Guard sweatshirt, laces up his running shoes, and heads down to the Front Entrance.::

::Once inside, Methos makes a bee-line for the shower. Stripping off his sandy sweats and shorts, he steps into the steaming showers, enjoying the heat as it pushes the sand off his skin and out of his hair.::

::Methos paces his appartment, going about his dailey chores, after his shower. None of this makes sense to him.::

(Powers, magic.....I must be going crazy, what the hell is going on here?)

::Methos gets dressed in his uniform, grabs his cap and walks down to Front Entrence.::

[The entire apartment complex blows up. Fire destroys everything and kills anybody left inside: the explosion is far too violent to expect any survivors. Debris and plaster flies everywhere, and the noise is deafening. The building is destroyed and left in a flaming wreck.]