Timothy Hunter: Where are we? Dr. Occult: . A realm comprising tales and nightmares, woven on the fragile looms of sleeping minds. Cain: And we are its guardians and protectors, its heroes and its lords. My brother and I — Lord Cain and Lord Abel. Remember us when you come into your full power, Timothy. : "Lord" Cain? "Lord" Abel? Tell me when did this elevation in rank occur? Are my congratulations in order Tale-keepers? Abel: Amuh-muh-um-ba-bah-uwuhwuh-ahwuuh... Cain: Shut up, nitwit. Just our little, heh-heh, jest, with young Timothy here, sire.