Charlie is finished with the future, but the future isn't finished with him. Back home after rescuing the tribe, he has an unwelcome visitor who presages an event that, in Charlie's mind, is guaranteed to be a total and utter Testicle-shattering clusterf**k.

This time, Charlie has to dig deep. Not only does the fate of his friends hang in the balance (again, FFS), but the entire human race is on a railroad straight to hell. Cue the music. Cue the screaming panic.

DUE: at some point in the future