--coming from upstairs. Does he want to change this? Does he want to change her leaving him? He needs to decide now. Does he want her to have been here the whole time? Does he want the creaking at the top of the stairs to be her? If she is here, and she is here long enough, will she replace her not-her? He thinks the wind is trying to trick him. The creaking turns to cracking, and the lines of light in the ceiling get wider, and thinks the wind, without knocking, has come inside.

Feels the wind on his face, and thinks it smells like water. Runs downstairs, and the creaking that had turned to a cracking, now becomes a tearing, and his ceiling disintegrates, breaks into hundreds of pieces and disappears. Runs downstairs, wants to go back for her ring, but it's upstairs, and there is no upstairs anymore. Falls against a wall by the front door, and closes his eyes. His home sounds like it is being sucked apart by a vacuum cleaner, or like everything is falling through a hole in the ceiling. The storm is a sink hole in the sky, and everything is disappearing.