NANCY is there as RAYNE jerks awake. RAYNE: Gah. RAYNE shakes his head, clearing it. RAYNE: I think I died for a bit. NANCY: How was that? RAYNE’s eyes go wide and he begins crying. RAYNE: It was… NANCY comforts RAYNE. NANCY: What’s wrong- RAYNE: The clouds in heaven were made out of pollen.