"(Recitation) Countless bombers swept across the sky, the city's alarm sounded, harsh and unpleasant. A dazzling white light suddenly rose, causing the ground to tremble, twist, crack, and surge. The temperature kept climbing, searing to the bone. It was unknown how long it had been when the world resumed playback from the pause—the final picture was one of interstellar dust!"
"How does everyone feel about this piece of my writing? (*applause) Clap, clap, clap!"
"We're about to complete this step, to be liberated from this damned despair through a grand explosion!"
...
Text on the wall.
[Dead dead dead dead (possibly hundreds of dead, the dull red reflecting a cold sheen)]
[They want to kill everyone!]
[Just go out! Just escape! Don't listen to them!]
[Sacrifice is inevitable.]
...
Channel 3, soft voice: "What exactly is Channel 1? Was he describing the explosion?"
"I... well..."
