Spring Break.

Vacation.

Eric's back at the lounge. The fumes have spread, a cloud of black streaks out the window.

Clock's ticking, 2 minutes.

Six in the building, time for just one.

Eric rushes inside.

"Why? Why me?"

"No, Clara. Please, we don't have time for this."

"Choose someone else. You can't be---"

"What? Selfish?"

"That's not what---"

"Come with me. Else I won't go either."

"No!..please go. There's no more time left."

1 minute.

"Why not you?"

"Because I'm tired. Of hearing these screams. Your voice. My pulse. I-I want it all gone. Ceased."

"Well then, Hi, I'm Eric. Nice to meet you."