[image description: cut-to: long shot of a short hallway with fancy green and gold floor runners, which maggie, having completed her about-face with the raging fire now at her back, starts to run down, yelling: “help!” in the foreground of the hallway there is a bar counter with a couple of drinks on it; one poured, one mixed. superimposed over this image in the large “comic tragedy” font, are fiery letters floating in the air representing what is being spoken by the unknown voice as it continues: “there is nowhere to run, and nowhere to hide. we are everywhere.” ]
