[Shows a house with brown walls in it’s corridor, a few pictures hung up showing a couple together. The door at the end of the corridor leads outside, as a few lights from cars travel past it during the late night. At the door, through it, appears a silhouette. They’re blurred by the window, but they appear to be wearing a brown coat, blue decoration on a white shirt and have blonde hair. Down the corridor walks Hyde, who’s wearing his work clothes. He comes over to the door, unlocks it and then opens the door. When he opens it, he sees an empty street and grows confused. He steps onto the street, looking to the left and right. The street is empty and a few cars are parked along the road. When Hyde looks to the right, he sees a white van. He turns back to go back inside, but Alice stands there and shuts the door before he can. She’s wearing the brown coat with a blue ribbon tied in a bow around her neck. She turns to Hyde and smiles.]

Alice: [happy] Hey, Lou.

Hyde: [surprised] Alice?

Alice: [happy] You remembered. That’s sweet.

Hyde: How couldn’t I? You wouldn’t stop blowing up my phone!

[Alice points over at the van at the end of the street.]

Alice: How about we get moving?

[Hyde sighs, turning to the van and heading over to it. The back doors open up for him and he enters, Alice closing them behind her once they’re in. Hyde sits down and looks to the side, seeing Marshall staring angrily at him.]

Hyde: So… you must be Witley Barbit-

Marshall: [angry] You took Richard Goldberg’s job at the college.

Hyde: Yeah, so?

Marshall: [angry] He was the Caterpillar. He betrayed us. All of us.

Hyde: [confused] Right… I didn’t know all your names, can I clarify-

Alice: What’s the class you’re teaching, Lou?

Hyde: [confused] Why does i-

[Alice flicks out a knife, pointing it at Hyde who panics and backs further into the van.]

Hyde: [panicking] Okay, photography! I do photography!

[Alice smiles.]

Alice: Good boy.

Marshall: I need you to do a bit of work for me.

Hyde: [worried] I… I don’t want to get involved with whatever the hell you guys-

[Hyde starts to get up but Marshall pushes him back, Alice slowly getting her knife out.]

Alice: [calmly] Lou… buddy… we’ve talked, you’re a good guy. Me and my friend, not so much. So how about…

[Alice takes the knife out, handing it to Marshall.]

Alice: [calmly] You make a decision quickly?

[Hyde looks between the two of them, sighing.]

Hyde: [panicking] Well… when you put it like that…

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[Cuts back to Hyde being thrown back into the corridor of his house. He turns back to see Alice. He tries to speak but Alice shushes him.]

Alice: [happy] See ya soon Lou. We’ll talk.

[Alice winks and is surrounded in a pink aura, being consumed by it before vanishing. There’s a small explosion of wind as Hyde looks at the space in surprise.]

Hyde: I… am never getting used to that.

[Hyde turns back around and walks into the house, getting a message on his phone. He opens it up and checks his phone. It’s a message from Witley Barbit.]

Marshall: [text only] Don’t disappoint me.

[Hyde sighs, pocketing the phone. Cuts back to Alice as she appears in the van, Marshall spinning his phone in circles between his fingers. Alice smiles to him.]

Alice: See? This is easy.

Marshall: No… no it’s not.

Alice: [frowning] Oh come on, Grumpy, you’re gonna be like this the whole time?

[Marshall looks at Alice, annoyed.]

Marshall: Ben didn't have to use his power. He could’ve just let everyone live instead of creating another Storm. But he had to let the powers out again: why?

Alice: [confused] Well… he gets emotional and that made him set it off.

Marshall: No, he and Goldberg, they were talking. They knew who we were. Meaning that they knew about our lives.

[Alice sighs, leaning back in the van on the other side to Marshall.]

Marshall: He chose Chesterfield for a reason. I just wanna know what he knew.

Alice: [worried] Y’know… maybe it’s time you told her. About all of this.

Marshall: [forceful] No. She can’t know.

Alice: [worried] Why not?

[Marshall scoffs, looking at Alice in thought.]

Marshall: [forceful] How could she trust me? When we go out and do this?

[Alice moves slightly closer.]

Alice: She’s your wife, Marshall. She’s the only other woman I know who even knows about the Storm and she was bloody supportive through everything that happened to you.

[Marshall shrugs, looking out the window.]

Alice: We aren’t even the bad guys! We’re stopping the bad guys, whatever it takes! She would understand, hon.

[Marshall looks at Alice and sighs.]

Marshall: I’m… gonna go and get some air.

[Alice nods to him. Marshall gets up and moves out the van, closing the door behind him. He rests his head against the door, closing his eyes and thinking. After a few seconds he pulls himself up. He turns around, facing an empty street. He scratches the back of his head and begins to walk away from the van, as it starts to play a muffled version of Mr Blue Sky by ELO.]