Boris read the letter from ER. It wasn't good.
"Twenty fucking years for a prank?!"
"Hey, I didn't give you the sentence. It was your own fault for jeopardising the org chart. You know how paranoid they are, just as I do. There's two security guards outside to escort you to the reclamation department."
"I'm gonna fight this."
"That's the cool thing. They engineered you into a causal paradox. Remember that old guy from Reclamation that avoids everyone? Who looks suspiciously like your dad? Been down there, really like, forever?"
"Oh fuck."
"Yep. You're about to finish your sentence, Boris."