Capa had been expecting nothing. Not heaven nor hell. He didn’t want pearly gates or eternal torment. He wanted nothing. He wanted his world to end with the knowledge that he might have saved the rest of them. Instead, he got the wind knocked out of him for his troubles and a whole new set of mysteries to solve. Suitcase in hand, the disheveled scientist shambled down the steps and into the main lobby where he was immediately drawn to the sound of rain behind curtains.

Any thoughts he had of going up to find his room were swept away by a new passion. Gripping the suitcase like a lost child, he peeked through doors in the lobby, finding what looked like a dining hall with no food and a room with a movie playing, but that wasn’t what he wanted. He wanted rain. He wanted outside. It was not in some desperate attempt to escape, but rather a longing for something from Earth. Something he hadn’t seen in many years.

When he found it, he wasn’t even disappointed by the lack of land. He left his suitcase at his feet and stood outside in the rain, shivering. Not even noticing that the door was still open. This was rain. It wasn’t sleet. It wasn’t snow. Granted, it was cold, but it was still rain. Capa could get no feeling of place here; the fog was too thick. The walls of the building prevented leaving, but he didn’t want to go anywhere. He was fine, just as he was. Standing in the rain and forgetting that he wasn't the only one there.