"This wasn't supposed to happen, but here you are. You always thought there would be more laughter, more love, more light, but none of that matters anymore. You are approaching the end of time. What are you going to do, knowing that soon you'll be gone? Words like before and after have no meaning. There is just now, the space between calm and catastrophe. Look up and see the windshield smashed in, smoke rising from the car, and know that you have arrived."