there is something more emotionally tense about the moment of boarding than take-off. camera picks up ms. lewton searching.
alex is taken aback by the question, yet even his best friend looks at him for an answer.
causing a startle, the door opens. everyone's head whips reflexively toward the entrance. the strange event of the flickering lights is quickly forgotten.
a student with a guitar and harmonica stands at the microphone. without introduction, he begins neil young's "long may you run."
startled, alex reflexively throws the penthouse across the room, pages tearing as it hits the sill. the giant bird flies off.
billy swerves to the left, directly in front of an oncoming car. the car swerves right, as does billy, avoiding a certain fatal collision for the cyclist. the oncoming car honks!
agents schreck and weine stand before clear in her garage.
clear rivers approaches, barefoot in the sand. he neddn't turn to know who is behind him.
clear sighs, frightened as she tosses the test upon a half dozen other discarded tests. you can never be too sure. outside, wind of an approaching storm blows. camera tensely inches in on clear.
the cars brake to a stop, skidding in the dirt. sheriffs leap out of their vehicles. high powered flashlights shoot beams in alex's direction. the officers take after the suspect.
the power line sadistically rests atop the automobile. the exposed end of the cable flutters and whips like a cat's tail, sparking, crackling, as it hits the ground.
the underbelly of the corolla has ignited from the stream of combustible fluid.
the power line erupts! alex disapears behind the wall of fire and sparks before falling limp on the driveway.