"Other places it's mostly been armored men with guns. I just got here a few minutes ago," says Gordon. "Right before the damn portal to the Bar showed up. Dammit."

He'd scratch his head at this point, but the weapon he's currently carrying is a glowing, orange-barreled, two-handed affair- and anyway he's got God alone knows what all over his gloves.

"I have no way of prediction when or how the portal's going to manifest again. Unless you can open a door back somehow."