the room has been heavily burned, stained black from smoke. the charred carpet crunches and cracks, as bain walks across it to the window.
there are five cigarette butts ground into the blackened window sill, where bain extinguishes another.
bain is rocking back and forth, breathing through his teeth. he has to urinate. bad.
the sun is getting low. the room much darker now.
inside the burned out closet, electra finds bain's nylon duffel bag.