Alexandra is sitting on a gear box in the backstage area, singing along with the song blaring from her headphones. Shes oblivious to anyone around her. Shes simply melting into her music, letting go of everything that had happened.

"I'm waking up, to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I breathe in the chemicals. I'm breaking in, shaping up, checking out on the prison bus. This is it, the apocalypse."