It’s September 11th of the year 2001.
You, whoever you are, are headed to [[Los Angeles| Destination - LA ]] for a *much* needed vacation.
You’re headed, by yourself to “The City of Angels”. You ponder a bit about what you’ll do when you reach your destination.
There’s so many things you can do. You can visit the [[theme park]], explore the [[art exhibit]], or maybe [[hike]].
You’ve always been an adrenaline junkie. The first thing you’ll do is explore everything Universal Studios has offer.
(live: 4s)[(transition: "dissolve")[While deep in thought, you move through the monotonous process of airport security. Sometimes, you wonder why it’s even necessary. What motive does one have to sneak weapons into an airport, of all places? What are you going to do? Rob it of a plane? Then land it where? The ocean?](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Minutes later, though it feels like an eternity, you find yourself nearing up on the gate. When you manage to find yourself a seat, you stare through the window and at the [[Boston Skyline]].](stop:)]
You’ve always been an aspiring artist. The first thing you’ll do is explore everything the Getty Center has to offer.
(live: 4s)[(transition: "dissolve")[While deep in thought, you move through the monotonous process of airport security. Sometimes, you wonder why it’s even necessary. What motive does one have to sneak weapons into an airport, of all places? What are you going to do? Rob it of a plane? Then land it where? The ocean?](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Minutes later, though it feels like an eternity, you find yourself nearing up on the gate. When you manage to find yourself a seat, you stare through the window and at the [[Boston Skyline]].](stop:)]
You’ve always had a knack for the outdoors. The first thing you’ll do is explore everything the Griffith Park has to offer.
(live: 4s)[(transition: "dissolve")[While deep in thought, you move through the monotonous process of airport security. Sometimes, you wonder why it’s even necessary. What motive does one have to sneak weapons into an airport, of all places? What are you going to do? Rob it of a plane? Then land it where? The ocean?](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Minutes later, though it feels like an eternity, you find yourself nearing up on the gate. When you manage to find yourself a seat, you stare through the window and at the [[Boston Skyline]].](stop:)]
Your gaze shifts back and forth from the breathtaking sunrise to the North Atlantic Ocean. This vast body of water borders the peninsula this airport sits on. It’s truly amazing. It looks considerably large, but only a small fraction of the entire ocean.
Your watch reads 8:00 AM. The flight must be delayed a couple minutes.
Turns out, you’re also really, really hungry. What to do?
[[Resist.]]
[[Go get snacks. You’re hungry. | Food ]]
You’re determined to resist your empty stomach. After all, you’d hate to miss your flight.
Turns out, it was just a matter of minutes. You board the plane, find your seat, and sit [[tight| Hijacked]].
...
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[*sigh*](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Your flight will be boarding in a matter of minutes.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You.](stop:)]
(live: 10s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Will.](stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Resist.]]](stop:)]
(live: 31s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...](stop:)]
(live: 33s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Wow.](stop:)]
(live: 35s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Seems like you're resisting *me*.](stop:)]
(live: 37s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Well, go on little rebel.](stop:)]
(live: 39s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Miss your plane.]]](stop:)]
You check your watch.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[8:42 AM.](stop:) ]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "shudder")[You’ve been on edge this entire trip. Something just isn’t right.](stop:)]
(live: 8s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Investigate up front. | Hijack Invest]]](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Question the man next to you in 16G | 16G]]](stop:)]
(live: 10s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Stay seated. | Stay Sit]]](stop:)]
“Sir?” you ask, turning to your right.
The man eyes you suspiciously. His hands near his pockets. There’s a silver glint of light near his hands.
[[Attack him. He has a gun. | Attack 16G]]
[[Attempt to converse. It’s probably jewelry. | Converse with 16G]]
…
(live: 3s)[(transition: "pulse")[Less than two minutes elapsed, and you’ve already heard the death cry from two people near the front of the plane.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Duck.]]](stop:)]
(live: 7s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Try to run.]]](stop:)]
You put your stuff down and step into the aisle. You exit Zone C, the Economy Class seats, and enter the area for First and Business class.
(live: 4s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You're in the right aisle, facing the cockpit.](stop:)]
(live: 7s)[(transition: "dissolve")[A stewardess is walking down the left aisle towards the back of the plane.](stop:)]
(live: 10s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Two men sit in seats 9C and 9D to your left. The two seats to your right remain empty.](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Converse with the two men. | Converse AH]]](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Sit back down. | Sit back down]]](stop:)]
You knew something wasn’t right. In a fluid motion, you apprehend the silver object and push the man against the wall of the plane.
(live: 2s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…](stop:)]
(live: 4s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Something still isn’t right.](stop:)]
(live: 5s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You look at your hands.](stop:)]
(live: 7s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“A *phone*?” you whisper aloud.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“Ya. The hell’d you think it was?” the man retorts while shoving you out of your seat and into the aisle.
Still in shock, you struggle to stand up and regain your balance. You continue to stare at the man, apologetic, yet astonished.
A scream from the front of the plane was enough to pull you out of your daze.](stop:)]
(live: 18s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…](stop:)]
(live: 20s)[(transition: "dissolve")[But not fast enough.
](stop:)]
(live: 22s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The second you turn around to face the front of the aisle, it’s far too late to do a thing.
It all happened in a blur, a matter of seconds. Yet, simultaneously felt like an eternity.
A dark, blurry figure. All you can see are nefarious eyes. Full of turpitude.
And that silver dart, at full speed in your direction. Tis’ a silent, cataclysmic weapon.
Your hands fly up to your neck, and are greeted by a warm spill of crimson blood. Its metallic taste coats your tongue, and you can feel it trickle slowly down the edge of your mouth. It hurts, but it’s only a moment before you meet death’s sweet release.](stop:)]
(live: 34s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[Epilogue]](stop:)]
“Does something feel… off?” you ask cautiously. His arms cross in front of his chest once more.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“Well, now that you ask,” he states, obviously deep in thought, “...yes.”.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“I’m headed up front to try and rid myself of this feeling…” Your voice trails off. You can’t help but notice that he’s been watching the business class seats for a minute or so now.
](stop:)]
(live: 10s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You quickly toss that thought aside. After all, you’re headed up there anyway. “Don’t worry bud,” he says reassuringly, “I’ll be close behind.”
You flash a quick smile and step into the aisle.](stop:)]
(live: 13s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“Hey, I never thought to ask your-”](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition:"shudder")[A scream from the front of the plane was enough to cut you short. You turn to see if the man from seat 16G was okay.](stop:)]
(live: 18s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…](stop:)]
(live: 20s)[(transition: "dissolve")[But not fast enough.
](stop:)]
(live: 22s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The second you turn around to face him, it’s far too late to do a thing.
It all happened in a blur, a matter of seconds. Yet, simultaneously felt like an eternity.
You’ll never forget that assailant's face. His nefarious eyes. Full of turpitude.
And that silver dart, at full speed in your comrade’s direction. 'Tis a silent, cataclysmic weapon.
His hands fly up to his neck, and are greeted by a warm spill of crimson blood. It’s metallic smell hangs around him like a thick cloud, and you can see it trickle slowly down the edge of his mouth. He struggles, but it’s only a moment before he meets death’s sweet release.
You never got his name.](stop:)]
(live: 33s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So you do what any natural human would do in this situation.](stop:)]
(live: 35s)[(transition: "pulse")[Run.](stop:)]
(live: 37s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Instinctively, you duck under your seat in attempts to wait this attack out.](stop:)]
(live: 39s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...](stop:)]
(live: 41s)[(transition: "dissolve")[If it ever ends.](stop:)]
(live: 43s)[(transition: "dissolve")[An unsettling silence falls over the plane. 'Tis the calm before the storm?](stop:)]
(live: 46s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Continue. |the fight]]](stop:)]
So you do what any natural human would do in this situation.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Run.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Instinctively, you duck under your seat in attempts to wait this attack out.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[If it ever ends.](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "dissolve")[An unsettling silence falls over the plane. 'Tis the calm before the storm?](stop:)]
(live: 18s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Continue. |the fight]]](stop:)]
…
(live: 2s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Rule #1 of violence.](stop:)]
(live: 4s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Don’t stop and smell the roses…](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…for on your kindness it imposes.](stop:)]
(live: 8s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So, in short,
Wrong move.](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The second you turn around to face the front of the aisle, it’s far too late to do a thing.](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "dissolve")[It all happened in a blur, a matter of seconds. Yet, simultaneously felt like an eternity.](stop:)]
(live: 18s)[(transition: "dissolve")[A dark, blurry figure. All you can see are nefarious eyes. Full of turpitude.](stop:)]
(live: 21s)[(transition: "dissolve")[And that silver dart, at full speed in your direction. Tis' a silent, cataclysmic weapon.](stop:)]
(live: 25s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Your hands fly up to your neck, and are greeted by a warm spill of crimson blood. Its metallic taste coats your tongue, and you can feel it trickle slowly down the edge of your mouth. It hurts, but it’s only a moment before you meet death’s sweet release.](stop:)]
(live: 33s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Epilogue]]](stop:)]
“Sir?” you ask, turning to your left.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[One of them glares at you, obviously annoyed. His hands cover his sides. It's sublte, but your eyes catch a dull reflection near his hands.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Go back to your seat. | Sit back down]]](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Continue talking. | Converse More AH]]](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[[[Attack him. | Attack AH]]](stop:)]
You get the sense that something is very, *very* wrong, and resolve to quickly close the conversation.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[As you're walking back, you hear a scream that pulls you out of your daze.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Duck under the chair|Duck.]]](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Turn around |Try to run.]]](stop:)]
“Does something feel… off?” you ask cautiously. His hand remain where they are, tightly concealing his sides.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“Well, now that you ask,” he states, obviously deep in thought, “...*yes*.”.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[“I’m going to take a look around,” You say as you look out the left window, “maybe I’ll-”.
](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[A scream in close proximity pulls you out of your daze. You look back up, only to see that you're more than screwed.](stop:)]
(live: 16s)[(transition: "dissolve")[It’s-, who cares who it is. There is a bottle of Mace aimed at your face.](stop:)]
(live: 19s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Then, just like any terrorist would do, he sprays it. Repeatedly. Clouding your mouth and nose.](stop:)]
(live: 23s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You were made to withstand it...](stop:)]
(live: 26s)[(transition: "dissolve")[... but not at this amount.](stop:)]
(live: 29s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Frantically, you try to pull back and breathe. Your lungs burn, and you can’t get any more than a mere oxygen atom into your lungs.](stop:)]
(live: 34s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The oleoresin capsicum has certainly taken its toll on your eyes. You’ve lost your bearings as well as all balance. You trip backwards, and the back of your head connects with the seat behind you, knocking the little wind you had back out your body.](stop:)]
(live: 40s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Suffocation. It’s a slow, painful way to leave this earth, but that’s way you died.](stop:)]
(live: 43s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Epilogue]]](stop:)]
You knew something wasn’t right. In a fluid motion, you manage to disarm this man of the object.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[…](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Something still isn’t right.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You look at your hands. It's Mace. This creep brought Mace onto the plane.](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[A scream in close proximity pulls you out of your daze. You look back up, but it’s not a face you see.](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "shudder")[It’s-, who cares who he is, he has Mace aimed at your face.](stop:)]
(live: 18s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Then, just like any terrorist would do, he sprays it. Repeatedly. Clouding your mouth and nose.](stop:)]
(live: 21s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Fight back.]]](stop:)]
(live: 21s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Attempt to escape.]]](stop:)]
It feels like an eternity, doesn't it?
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Hidden under your chair for who knows how long,](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[in constant fear for your life,](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[and never knowing when it will be over.](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You don't want to die...](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "shudder")[...but is there anything you can do about it[[...]]?](stop:)]
You get up from your seat to go get yourself some food.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[I mean, that's step one for anyone who skipped breakfast in attempts to catch their flight.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[In short, by the time you've gotten yourself enough food to sustain throughout the entire trip, you make it back to your seat...](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "pulse")[...only to realize that you missed the boarding window.](stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[(Can't say I didn't warn you.)](stop:)]
(live: 16s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Epilogue.]]](stop:)]
You're not going down without a fight. So, you point your bottle of Mace at your attacker and spray it in rapid succession.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Only one blast comes out.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Great.](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[It was enough to distract your attacker, but it's only a matter of seconds before he's able to return fire.](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Stand your ground.]]](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Attempt to escape.]]](stop:)]
Flight 175 was supposed to head to Los Angeles from Logan International Airport in Boston.
Both pilots were killed, as well as a stewardess (the scream).
By 8:58 AM, Flight 175 was officially under the control of the hijackers.
At 9:00 AM, Peter makes a call to his dad, Lee Hanson, reporting to him what was taking place. The Mace made many passengers sick, and the plane was going through some serious turbulence.
At 9:03:02 AM, Flight 175 crashes into the South WTC at around 590 mph between floors 77 and 85. Everyone died almost instantly, probably from a combination of the impact and heat buildup.
You were one of the 65 passengers of Flight 175 killed in the horrible terrorist attack we call “9/11”.
Only **14** people inside the tower survived Flight 175's impact zone.
As I look back at this event, all I see is cold, calculated hate.
About 3,000 people died, and 6,000+ were wounded.
Law enforcement, doctors, innocent civillians,
All people with lives just as vivid, as complex, as my own.
*Is there a place on the planet
or this vast universe,
where struggles are absent,
and to peace not averse?
Where the sky never dims,
and the ground never shakes,
Where the people who roam,
give more than they take?
Where the air is serene,
yet sings it's rare tune,
As we rest in the sun,
and dance under the moon?
Where our tears never fall.
and our skin never splits,
Where pain is a dream,
and our soul never quits?
Can such a perfect place
exist in this dimension?
Or is our world just too full
of hate and condescension?*
*Congrats! You've found the secret ending where you actually live.*
*Of course, you miss the pleasure of living the experience.*
Flight 175 was supposed to head to Los Angeles from Logan International Airport in Boston.
Both pilots were killed, as well as a stewardess.
By 8:58 AM, Flight 175 was officially under the control of the hijackers.
At 9:00 AM, Peter makes a call to his dad, Lee Hanson, reporting to him what was taking place. The Mace made many passengers sick, and the plane was going through some serious turbulence.
At 9:03:02 AM, Flight 175 crashes into the South WTC at around 590 mph between floors 77 and 85. Everyone died almost instantly, probably from a combination of the impact and heat buildup.
You missed the plane.
*But you got to see another day*.
All 65 passengers on flight 175 were killed.
Only **14** people inside the tower survived Flight 175's impact zone.
As I look back at this event, all I see is cold, calculated hate.
About 3,000 people died, and 6,000+ were wounded.
Law enforcement, doctors, innocent civillians,
All people with lives just as vivid, as complex, as my own.
*Is there a place on the planet
or this vast universe,
where struggles are absent,
and to peace not averse?
Where the sky never dims,
and the ground never shakes,
Where the people who roam,
give more than they take?
Where the air is serene,
yet sings it's rare tune,
As we rest in the sun,
and dance under the moon?
Where our tears never fall.
and our skin never splits,
Where pain is a dream,
and our soul never quits?
Can such a perfect place
exist in this dimension?
Or is our world just too full
of hate and condescension?*
*It's not worth it,* you tell yourself, *just get out alive.*
So you do the most basic thing anyone trying to avoid conflict would do.
*Run.*
As you're sprinting back down the aisle to your seat, your hear a a scream, most likely coming from behind you.
[[Duck under the chair|Duck.]]
[[Turn around |Try to run.]]
...
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[What ground do you have to stand...?](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[I know you're trying to be a hero and all, but standing there stupidly isn't going to save others any more than yourself.](stop:)]
(live: 9s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So, in short.](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[*Wrong move, my friend.*](stop:)]
(live: 15s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You do have to realize, this terrorist has nothing to live for, and strives to take your life. So, he sustains a barrage of chemical spray directly at your mouth, eyes and nose.](stop:)]
(live: 20s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You did a *great* job.](stop:)]
(live: 23s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Frantically, you try to pull back and breathe. Your lungs burn, and you can’t get any more than a mere oxygen atom into your lungs.](stop:)]
(live: 29s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The oleoresin capsicum has certainly taken its toll on your eyes. You’ve lost your bearings as well as all balance. You trip backwards, and the back of your head connects with the seat behind you, knocking the little wind you had back out your body.](stop:)]
(live: 37s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Suffocation. It’s a slow, painful way to leave this earth, but that’s way you died.](stop:)]
(live: 40s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Epilogue]]](stop:)]
Those men, they were hijackers.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Judging by the screams you heard, the weapons they had, it's no doubt they're flying the plane now.](stop:)]
(live: 7s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Airport security *is* necessary, despite its effect on law-abiding citizens.
There *are* people who will try and blow up the transportation system taking them where they need to go.](stop:)]
(live: 12s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Why?](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")[To make a name,](stop:)]
(live: 16s)[(transition: "dissolve")[a *statement*,](stop:)]
(live: 18s)[(transition: "dissolve")[that can only be recognized by disaster.](stop:)]
(live: 21s)[(transition: "dissolve")[There are people crazy enough to take the lives of many, as well as their own, just to die with that false sense of purpose.](stop:)]
(live: 26s)[(transition: "dissolve")[What do you want to do with your last minutes?](stop:)]
(live: 29s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Make yourself comfortable underneath this seat.]]](stop:)]
(live: 32s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Watch from the nearest window.]]](stop:)]
You stretch your legs out. You don't completely fit underneath the seat, so allow part of your head to stick out into the aisle.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The cabin seems calm. Yes, people are still psyched out, but there's that little piece of tranquility in your subconscious.](stop:)]
(live: 8s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You fold your jacket underneath your head to provide a little bit of padding.](stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Your watch reads 9:03](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")["I see the water! I see the buildings. I see buildings..."](stop:)]
(live: 17s)[(transition: "shudder")[*9:03:01*](stop:)]
(live: 20s)[(transition: "dissolve")["We are flying way too low. Oh my God, we are way too low."](stop:)]
(live: 23s)[(transition: "shudder")[*9:03:02*](stop:)]
(live: 26s)[(transition: "shudder")[Screams erupt all around you...](stop:)]
(live: 29s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...then cease just as fast as they began.](stop:)]
(live: 32s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So many people died, anticipating this moment...](stop:)]
(live: 35s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...yet many died without knowing it would come.](stop:)]
(live: 38s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So, tell me.](stop:)]
(live: 40s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Is it better to perceive the prodigious dark,](stop:)]
(live: 43s)[(transition: "dissolve")[or recognize only an ecstatic spark?](stop:)]
(live: 46s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Epilogue]]](stop:)]
You roll out from under your seat and force yourself to look out the window.
(live: 3s)[(transition: "dissolve")[You're in NYC, and you're watching as the South WTC enters your vision.](stop:)]
(live: 6s)[(transition: "dissolve")[The North WTC is in flames and remains clouded with an abundance of smoke. There is no doubt this plane was a mere tool.](stop:)]
(live: 11s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Your watch reads 9:03](stop:)]
(live: 14s)[(transition: "dissolve")["I see the water! I see the buildings. I see buildings..."](stop:)]
(live: 17s)[(transition: "shudder")[*9:03:01*](stop:)]
(live: 20s)[(transition: "dissolve")["We are flying way too low. Oh my God, we are way too low."](stop:)]
(live: 23s)[(transition: "shudder")[*9:03:02*](stop:)]
(live: 26s)[(transition: "shudder")[Screams erupt all around you...](stop:)]
(live: 29s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...then cease just as fast as they began.](stop:)]
(live: 32s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So many people died, anticipating this moment...](stop:)]
(live: 35s)[(transition: "dissolve")[...yet many died without knowing it would come.](stop:)]
(live: 38s)[(transition: "dissolve")[So, tell me.](stop:)]
(live: 40s)[(transition: "dissolve")[Is it better to perceive the prodigious dark,](stop:)]
(live: 43s)[(transition: "dissolve")[or recognize only an ecstatic spark?](stop:)]
(live: 46s)[(transition: "dissolve")[ [[Epilogue]]](stop:)]