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An almighty explosion rocks the air. The bomb has prematurely detonated and taken Thomas Clark and his team with it. Munitions workers and spectators race away in confusion through a massive dust cloud. A gust of wind changes direction and a great cloud of dust from the explosion swirls, Rita and others are lost in the fog and confusion, not knowing which direction to turn. We hear the sound of violent coughing, a few screams. Rita feels a hand on her shoulder, it’s Jack. He’s the calm in the storm. He guides her to the side of the road and sits her down on the kerb. He hands her a flask of water. She drinks deeply. Nothing is said as he gently removes a piece of debris from her forehead. It’s as if this near death experience, this world of limbo, has encouraged Jack to act. There is a moment of connection. As the dust begins to settle, their gaze is broken and reality reveals itself again. Rita feels vulnerable and exposed. -- 65 of 109 -- 65. Breathless, she catches up. Rita watching as Jack is swallowed up in the dust bowl at the end of the street.