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A drowning man may struggle even more when he feels someone pulling him.

But is that really him refusing help?

The bog has choked them, but I hear their cries for help. I've extended my hand, and I'm not about to pull it back now.

But you need to stop.

Your drone... when did you...?

While you were talking.

I've seen many places since I left Rhine Lab, some of them even worse than this sand-filled lab of yours.

A physician knows how to keep her equipment clean at all times.

Still...

Dorothy... she won't even think about giving up...

(My hands are getting number.)

(Another shock? I'll probably fry my nerves.)

...Light.

Light? My Arts? You didn't use to love my Arts show this much, Joyce.

Stars... bright...

Far away.

Where are you looking... what are you looking at?

No, what really matters isn't what you're looking at...

It's what you know... what did you learn that Olivia and I didn't?

Home...

In the light.

Huh?

You... you're moving?

Wait, you were unconscious... that's why the vibration membrane didn't affect you as much.

The direction you're pointing...

That's the direction the silver constructs are gathering in.

I know where the missing people went.

Look, a door opened—

That's...

Door... opened?

No, look out—

All the vibrations stop.

The silver constructs dissolve into harmless pools of liquid.

Dorothy too stops dead in her tracks, giving up resistance even with Silence's drone at her neck.

All she sees is the door, and everything behind it.

What she vowed to protect, and the countless dreams that she carries.