"This one is almost too awful for words. The smiling tot is granted a moment of respite inside an oxygen-filled bubble. Overcome with relief after her near-drowning in the sub, she does not even flinch at the approaching, devouring evil before her. Like all of us, she believes in the protective power of her bubble: be it the dream of love, the hope of religion, or even the seemingly unbreakable laws of time and space. But here’s the thing about bubbles: they burst. Always. And what lies outside is always the same, always waiting to enfold us in an unspeakable embrace from which there is no escape."