Time and 空間／宇宙 cross-dissolve, shots join and we pass through the 放射／映写 of one 世界 to the imprint of another. ジェイコブ is standing, as always, and looking. Maybe he hasn't moved for hours. Perhaps the フィルム is about to begin, and he is waiting offstage.     洞窟の奥へと導かれていった そこで私は私の犠牲者に会うだろう