The Oasis night air feels like a heavy fog threatening to envelop Reed as he stands on the edge of the apartment building’s roof; his face gone starkly pale while contemplating the implications of what he sees.
A noise breaks through the haze of Reed’s consciousness. He hears a Russian accent calling something that sounds like his name, followed by some other words, swallowed by the smoke in the air, and he turns to face the sound, the faces of Mavis, Iso, and Sedoy come into focus.
— Produced by Starling Ronan