Inside a high-tech lab filled with glowing monitors and scribbled equations, a curly-haired scientist discusses the soul with Vegapunk. "THAT A PERSON LOSES 21 GRAMS OF MASS UPON DEATH, AND THAT COULD BE CONSIDERED THE WEIGHT OF THEIR SOUL," he states. "THAT'S RIGHT. A SCIENTIST OUT IN WEST BLUE ONCE POSTULATED..." Vegapunk replies, sweat flying, "MEMORIESI" The scientist continues, "IF NOTHING ELSE, SUCH A LINK WOULD PROVE THAT THE SOUL DOES IN FACT EXIST! FASCINATING, ISN'T ITI!" Vegapunk, seated and gesturing, asks, "SO I'M WONDERING IF THAT SAME LOGIC CAN BE APPLIED TO OTHER NERVOUS SIGNALS... CAN WE DETERMINE WHETHER THINGS LIKE 'IMAGINATION' AND 'MEMORIES' HAVE MASS AND VOLUME AS WELLI!" The scientist excitedly explains, "A TOTAL WIRELESS TRANSMISSION OF NERVE SIGNALS!! NOT ONLY THAT, BUT YOU CAN EVEN TRANSFER IT TO OTHERS!! AND YOUR POWER CAN TAKE SOMETHING INTANGIBLE LIKE PAIN AND GIVE IT A PHYSICAL FORM..." Vegapunk leans forward, "SO YOU WANT ME TO PULL OUT MY OWN MEMORIES AND SHOW YOUI" The scientist pleads desperately, "NO. NOBODY ELSE WOULD SEE THEM, I PROMISE!! PLEASE!! IT WILL HELP ME ADVANCE SCIENCE!! PLEAAASE, I'M BEGGING YOU!!" Vegapunk refuses flatly, "THAT'S FAR TOO PERSONAL."