Bumps appeared in the cieling and started chasing after the Robinsons, including the Robot. The light seared through the building engulfed it chasing after them. Smith ran ahead the members of the Robinsons through the wide hall appearing to be a black blur. The camera aimed toward the cieling above his head to reveal that there wasn't a bubble on the wall chasing after him. He was the first one out of the temple. Smith tripped over a tree root at the entrance to the temple landing in the grass. The transparent bubble figures tore into the Robinsons straight through their backs. The sound of blasts striking bodies were easily heard but it was a noise that no traveler would want to overhear in their lifetime. His bones felt the blasts rippling down from his head falling down quickly through his skeletal system down to his toes. Maureen was the first to land with a cry before Smith's eyes. The red crimson sparkling light from her back spread around her formulating steam off her body.

Who cares if the lights in a old house go off forever?

"Madame!" Smith called.

Smith watched the woman be burned away before his eyes.

In a cul-de-sac,

His eyes watched the other members of the Robinsons fall the ground in front of him in pain.

Why, I do.

"Danger!" The Robot announced, as he was being reduced to flames that were making him vanish before Smith. "Danger!"

Who cares if it's set to be demolished the next day?

"Booby!" Smith called, watching his friend vanish in the blaze.

Who cares if it's meant to be cleaned up?

Smith looked over toward Will's figure landing close to where John's figure was set.

Who cares if the memories are all that's left?

"William!" Smith shouted, then his eyes darted toward the unconscious man. "Professor!"

Who cares if all that's left of it is the ghost of itself?

His eyes darted toward the blonde woman vanishing before his eyes.

Who cares about a lone house on the street?

"Judith!" Smith called, looking over toward the figures that were leaving not a trace of them behind and the flames flickered up toward the trees. "Penelope!" he reached his hand out for the dark haired young woman watching her become whips of flames to his fingers. His heartbroken eyes watched the unconscious pilot begin to vaporize away from him. His world was crashing around him in the matter of seconds as he crawled over toward the pilot. "Don!"

Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhy

Smith's hand went through the man's figure landing to the grass.

IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

"No," Smith said, standing frozen where he was. "No. . . No. . No. . . No!"

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Smith crawled away from the scene and his back hit the sphinx.

In the galley, there are more chairs than you need,

"Please, no, this can't be happening," Smith begin to weep. "No, no, no, no."

Sitting at the table,

Smith was hunched over weeping, covering his face, while his shoulders were moving down and up.

In the dark,

"NoooOOoooo!" Smith wailed.

Smith wailed on and off for a hour then brought himself up to his feet using the sphinx as his support. He screamed in what couldn't be translated. Tears were stinging his eyes making his way to the Jupiter 2. Debbie walked off curiously, tilting her head to the side, at the oncoming man. The monkey ran off into the bush scared off the unexpected noise. He pressed a button that made the door close behind him. Smith slid down to the wall clenching at his tunic squeezing it, his nose running, his eyes producing a mass of tears as he leaned forward weeping. He opened his mouth letting loose out all the fresh pain. He lifted himself up to his feet making a run for the elevator.

The reminders pull at your feet,

Yet remaining, remaining,

He tripped and fell landing to the ground still screaming intelligible words then forced himself up heading toward the elevator. Smith opened the rail to the elevator and whipped into it. He turned around, slapped on the up button, turning his attention on to the closed doors of the exit. He wiped off what was running from his nose with his left sleeve including using his other arm to wipe off the tears from his eyes. The elevator moved up. He came to the very empty residential deck where he had a clear view of the galley from across that would never be full of laughter. Smith slapped the button again while leaning against the elevator cupping his face.

And you're angry, angry, angry,

"No. . . No. . . no. ." Smith sobbed, visibly trembling. "They're gone. . they're gone. . ."

And you should be,

"Woe is me," Smith cried. "Woe is Robinsons."

It's not fair,

The elevator went up becoming part of a new scene where the Jupiter 2 was lifting off into the sky.

Just because you can't see it doesn't mean it isn't there.

The Jupiter 2 became a distant figure to the camera.