INT. SALEM TOWER – CHAMBERS

Lana folds her arms across her chest and turns angrily back toward Fate who sits comfortably in his throne. Behind her can be seen the image of Clark proceeding through the labyrinth appearing as a projected image against a hovering ball of faded gas.

LANA

Your plan isn't working. They aren't stopping him.

DOCTOR FATE

What makes you think they were meant to stop him, young one?

LANA

You're wasting my time, mystic! He must not reach the end.

DOCTOR FATE

As I have told you before, if it is his destiny to do so, then he will. There is nothing I can do to stop him. I can only slow him down. You claim he is not ready. So far, that supposition would seem suspect.

Lana turns her back to Fate in disgust and looks at Clark as he wanders aimlessly through the labyrinth.

LANA

What did she mean?

DOCTOR FATE

Much was said. You will have to be more specific, child.

LANA

What did she mean when she was talking about the end of the world?

DOCTOR FATE

The end can mean so many things.

LANA

But what did she mean?

DOCTOR FATE

To everything, there is a beginning and an end and a path that bridges the gap between the two. Where young Clark is just at the beginning of his journey, she is at the end.

Lana turns back around, looking up at Fate in the throne.

DOCTOR FATE

The portal is a place out of time. She wasn't talking about the end of this world. She was talking about the end of the journey. She was talking about Doomsday.