Peter's not sure he'd want to remember the people here. Not because he wants to forget, but it'd be painful to remember what he'd left behind. That he'd left Liz behind.

Maybe it was a blessing to know that he was reasonable confident that he wouldn't remember things. It made it easier to know that when he left this place behind, he wouldn't have to come to grips with that pain. There'd just be Midtown High and Ned and the LEGO Taj Mahal that was coming out in December and the new Star Wars film.

"There's no way to know if it's intentionally malicious," Peter says. "It might just be what happens when you get sent back. If there's someone doing this, they might not be able to do anything about it."

Peter'd come up with many theories as to why they were here and what might have happened. It used to bother him. But this one was the one he preferred to believe. The positive one. Peter wanted to believe they were here for a good reason. Not for a bad one.

"Why can't you believe that this might be good? That all this," Peter extends his arms. "...might actually be something good?"

For plenty of people, this was a reprieve from a life that sounded far worse than this one.