 And now I must again become that which I hate and we haven't heard from o5 command in decades They've probably gone lost to their own horrors, but because of that girl we live on She's down the hall crying out for a friend. I want to let it in cowardice creeps into my mind If I shirk my responsibility, I'll die and so will everyone else here and I won't accept the blame For the final death of our species So I'll leave it a chance I'll flip a coin Heads I go down the hall and I do my job Tails and I let the world burn the rest of the way down The toss is free to have fate slip from my hands to let the heavy burden fall off my shoulders Just a moment. The coin is old tarnished. It spins definitely in the air though heads and tails and heads again, and then it falls to the table Tails I Let the world burn the rest of the way down But then I worry about my humanity about the world about the future Hope Enough it means a damn thing not anymore Nothing means anything except for this moment and the coin I Must have landed on heads because it always lands on heads. I Press a button and speak into a microphone Not authorized personnel. Please evacuate the containment area procedure 110 Montauk will now begin Coin was just a momentary reprieve I'm bound by my duty The moment has come and now I must become that which I hate I Tell her a story. I give her cookies and I put her to bed And what's left of the world? lives