electra carefully moves up to the fifth floor, then navigates around a large hole, towards the last room.
electra is beginning to panic. she cannot find the gun and has started looking in other rooms.
electra is on the fourth level, searching desperately for the gun, rushing through the black skeletal remains of the hotel.
electra is frantic.
electra nears the room below the fifth story window.
electra looks up and there is the gun; supported by black plumbing pipe and charred lathe. it hangs in the space between two joists, hidden in the upstairs floor.
electra peeks over the rail to see bain right behind her.
electra turns into the hotel room just as bain reaches the fifth floor. there is no time.
bain is rigid, cast in iron, the rifle rammed under his chin, sight tight to his eye, finger wrapped around the trigger.
bain is twisting in mid-air, diving as --
bain, lying on his back, aims the rifle at her footsteps.