You're approaching a tunnel. In the distance, you see another engine. A colleague. He can't move. His rails have been taken away, and he's been walled in. He had no fire, and so can't call to you for help. All he can do is look at you, hoping you will come to his aid. But you're not helping him, you're laughing at him. Why are you doing that? Your friend is drowning. Trucks have pushed him into the dock. The water is rising up to his nose. His fire is beginning to extinguish and he's starting to suffocate. As his brain asphyxiates, he sees you smiling at him. You're letting him die and smiling. Your friends are all gone, the people have turned their back on you. Only one man still defends you. You should be grateful. But you're not thanking him... you're killing him. You're lifting him up, and in front of his wife and son! You're tearing him apart! That's what you did, didn't you?! DIDN'T YOU?!