We pause and solemnly reflect on how this could happen. And as we reflect, we begin to hear the faint beating of a drum. Like the sound of some primal heart beat, it calls to us and we are pulled down through the earth's atmosphere to the surface of the planet. And all the while the drum continues to beat and grow stronger, deeper, and more powerful. As we approach the origin of the drum, an ancient chant, made by a multitude of beings we cannot see, softly joins the drum.
Day turns into night and the desolation of man is left behind.
A panoramic view of starlit skies comes into view. One mountain range, dominated by jagged cliffs, draws our attention. Slowly, we circle them and study their faces in the flickering darkness. Lost in some deep reverie, we realize they are watching the same vision we are watching. We move closer.