The snipers, the bombs...this has an air of familiarity to it.

He's joined up the dots now. With everything he's seen and experienced in Paradisa. It was always possible certain worlds might be...parallel to his own.

Conan was running from his version of Moriarty's network.

A smile appears on his face. He wants to know more. He wants to watch how it all transpires.

Yeah don't expect any help on this one Conan.