The Observer grapples with his responsibility. By popular request, it's Uncle Competition. Hope is all we have left. Filmed in front of a live simulated audience.
The Observer returns to the Tower. Immortality finally belongs to the masses. Coupon codes and extended visiting hours. You think God cares if Heaven is empty?
The Observer takes stock of his situation. Civilization is a conversation. The distance the bullet travels is immaterial. We have chemists already on it.
The Observer starts to add it up. Carving a path to a better, wetter future. Something really, really big outside - Saying I told you so to a mass grave.