Laying strapped to the bed, Sam stares up at the ceiling listening to the distant thunder approaching. Her shaven head shows the scars she had endured. Two days have passed since anyone had come to her. Unable to hold on, Sam lays in her filth. The stench of time is within the room. Her mind has clung on to a hope for decades. Soon, Sam tells herself. Soon I will be free from this hell. He is coming for me soon and I will be free, Sam thinks to herself as the thunder approaches outside.

Another hour flashes by and the thunder is close now. Soon, Sam thinks, praying for this time to end. Aches and pains in her restrained body have become unbearable but soon this will end and I will be free. Noises can be heard in the distance as the thunder wreaks its wrath on Earth. Earth's salvation is not in saving humanity. Sam understands that now. Earth has lived for four and half billion years and has come through many disastrous events. Humanity is not Salvation for the Earth Sam thinks, as the thunder is nearly at her side. Earth's salvation lies not within a person or an action of good, it is the ability to accept the path. The path is one we all choose and we have some control over but the future, there is no termination as it presides beyond our reach. We have no more control of that event than the choice we make today, Sam muses, as the thunder is upon her.

Soon, Sam thinks. Soon the darkness will come for me and I will be free once more. I could live a million lifetimes more and live forever, Sam chuckles to herself. Do as you will to me but I will be free. I will live beyond...the flash of light kills those thoughts. Where is my salvation, Sam thinks, as light sears her flesh? A millisecond of time now feels like a lifetime, but there is no salvation. Sam's final thought is the words Liev had left her. [be careful what you wish for.]