First and foremost, I thank you for your patience, and attention.
Time and space are angular, jagged things. Hank, acting in their very nature, cuts like a knife through everything that moves out of tangent with them. Hank cuts and slashes their way through a sort of hell reserved for armies, showing no particular malice or disdain towards the destruction caused, acting as if following a script written on the very atomic structure of Nevada. During this phase hank encounters the clown, who (spoiler alert)