51 & 52 sit in a cafeteria, whispering over their food trays. The walls are plastered in posters, and they are being watched over by a man in a uniform.

51: "You ready for this?"

52: "Think so... Just, what if it all goes south?"

A wall clock with no numbers, split into WAKE and SLEEP sections, ticks over towards SLEEP.

551: "It won't."

(UNCLEAR SPEAKER): "It's nearly time..."