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.