Life used to be pretty simple for Dr. Van Jacobs, until a dead guy rolled into his emergency room and didn’t have the courtesy to stay dead. From there, things got a little insane. Between the spacetime breaks and the wingnut cult and this thing sitting on the bottom of the ocean that the dead guy expects him to fix ... and Ben ... Van is barely hanging on. Not that he was hanging on much before, just kind of existing. But now, he’s got a reason to exist — a purpose — just when it looks like all of existence might not be existing much longer.