[Intro: A massive, echoing "Thud" that fades into a high-pitched ringing. The sound of a heavy metal bar-stool sliding across a vibrating floor. Total silence otherwise.] [Section: Jacques - Male Vocal: Low-register, Raw Marseille-Australian Accent, Gritty] Simulation Six... do you copy? The "Bore" is officially over. The bar is a graveyard of glass... and the "Blue Glow" is on the clover. The dampers down here didn't hold... I’m pinned against the lead. The entry wake was an implosion... just like the Agency said. Laizer... give me a scan. Did the "Leaches" make the fold? Or are they just "Static" now... in a story that’s never told? [Short Instrumental Interlude: A single, haunting note on a muted trumpet] [Section: Laizer - Female Vocal: Mid-register, Smooth Elegant Alto, Cold] Copy, Jacques. The Bridge is quiet... the "Tiaras" didn't feel a thing. The dampers up here are gold... but the sensors have a "sting." I’m looking at the entry-point... it’s a hole in the fabric of time. The Red-Hats are "Gone," Jacques. An erasure... simple and sublime. Space-time imploded on our tail... and exploded on our wake. There is no debris to recover... no records for them to take. [Short Instrumental Interlude: A deep, vibrating bass line that mimics the engine's hum] [Section: Jacques - Male Vocal: Low-register, Heavy Accent, Whispering] No debris? Stone the crows. The universe just... "swept the floor." I can see the "Blink-Dust" leaking... underneath the Section Zero door. The shielding is eighty years old... and it’s "weeping" through the cracks. The Chrono-Haze is in the bar... and there’s no turning back. You wanted "Action," Laizer? Well, the "Simulation" just got real. I can taste the "Yesterday" in my mouth... and it tastes like rusted steel. [Short Instrumental Interlude: Tense, rhythmic Piano chords] [Chorus: Duet - Jacques (Low) and Laizer (Mid)] [Jacques - Low]: The entry was a vacuum! [Laizer - Mid]: The exit was a blast! [Together]: Erasing every shadow... from the present and the past! Simulation Six is awake... and the "Bore" is in the grave! Nothing left to bury... and nothing left to save! We’re the ghosts in the machine... watching the "Blink" turn blue... The ship is finally talking... and she’s talking to me and you! [Outro: Spoken over a fading, low-frequency electrical hum] [Section: Laizer - Female Vocal: Mid-register, Quiet] Jacques... check your chronometer. My clock on the Bridge just jumped... twenty minutes into the future. [Section: Jacques - Male Vocal: Low-register, Grim] Mine didn't jump, Laizer. Mine is running... backwards. [Sound of: A single, echoing "click" of a ticking clock reversing] [End]