46. INT. LOUNGE CAR - SAME TIME

David stumbles. Ratchett falls from his chair; his glass goes sliding.

The piano plays clashing chords when the Pianist slams his hands down on the keys. The music stops.

47. INT. SLEEPING CAR CORRIDOR - SAME TIME

Susan stumbles.

48. EXT. THE ITALIAN MOUNTAINS - SAME TIME

More sparks from the brakes. The train isn’t slowing down.

49. INT. SLEEPING CAR COMPARTMENT - SAME TIME

Abigale’s asleep. The sleeping car is too far away to hear the brakes; only a quiet SQUEALING can be heard.

SILENCE.

Lights flicker out.

The walls of Abigale’s compartment fold like someone opening a book. It gives way to absolute darkness. It RIPS with the sound of splintering wood.

50. INT. LOUNGE CAR - SAME TIME

David and Ratchett fall in slow motion. The ice in his glass hits the edge of the cup, RINGING against the silence.

51. INT. SLEEPING CAR CORRIDOR - SAME TIME

At the end of the corridor, Gabriel grasps the brass railing on the door. Behind him is absolute darkness; the compartment corridor collapses.

52. INT. DARKNESS - SAME TIME

Abigale lifts from her bed and shoots out. She opens her eyes. A crystal glass from above the sink in her compartment floats by. It reflects her face in it’s intricate design.

The piano from the lounge car faintly plays clashing chords.

She flips through the air once. Broken glass, wood, brasswork, bedsheets, even articles of clothing, float through the air. SPLINTERING wood, CLASHING and GROANING metal, SHATTERING glass, and MUTED CRIES follow.

Abigale falls out of shot.

Everything falls to the ground as if gravity had suddenly been restored at that moment. It falls in a crescendo of the CRASHING train.

BLACKOUT