This is it. There’s no turning back now. I should know better than to time it so close.

I open the door and step into the darkness. The air’s cold and damp. I shudder and fumble for my jacket. An explosion jolts me to look up at the lit sky. I crouch and find my way to safety.

I bump into someone and whisper an apology. I find what I’m looking for and lean back.

I sigh in satisfaction as I catch the opening credits. Time for popcorn.