A short-statured man wearing a suit jumped out of the closet and reached into his briefcase. Jonathan tensed, expecting a weapon, but the man reached out to him with a loose, dark circular object. "This is a plot hole!" squeaked the small man. "Use it on the dog! ...or go through yourself, I guess. I don't know, it might do just about anything. Good luck!" Then the man jumped into the abstract painting above Jonathan's bed and disappeared.