Carter Roy

Paul, like his coworkers, has to relax, and he does that in two ways.

First up, music, ACDC.

Ah, the soothing sounds of Brian Johnson's gravelly falsetto just lulls you right to sleep, doesn't it?

Second, Paul writes out a list of everything that's bothering him to clear his head, which we'll circle back to in a moment.

It's now May 15th, 1987, a year and a half before an unknown viewer will attempt to find the Ark of the Covenant.

Earlier, Ed Dames pulled Paul aside, told him he was needed for a session.

It seemed urgent.

And Paul knew better than to ask any questions.

Now, as he's sitting there, blocking out everything that's going wrong outside this office, images and impressions start rolling in.

An acrid smell.

A large Navy ship cutting through the water.

And then Paul senses some kind of action.

There's a loud sound, a sense that the people nearby...

have been blinded.

He gets a bad feeling, like he's witnessing some horrible incident.

After describing what he saw, Paul goes about his routine.

Yes, he'd seen something troubling, but it's all in a day's work for him.

Two days later, the USS Stark is hit by Iraqi missiles in the Persian Gulf.

close to the coordinates Paul had viewed.

37 crew members are dead and 21 more are injured.