Right over the finish line, and he's thinking on the same thing. They can relax. It's all being good. They did it togetherlike and--

There's a warning beep from the watch on his wrist, flashing red zeros where he didn't go on to cull nobody, didn't hurt no one, and simply forgot the moment he saw her. He jerks back away from her on instinct, not no what my happen if she's near to him. The tube comes up around him, floor to ceiling, and he can see her on the otherside, not a bit of escape up around him at all.

There's barely any time as all to motherfucking thing. He looks up, breath catching as the clicks sound. His pupils dilate and his ears fold back, and the acid goo comes down.

"TEREZI TURN AW--"

The acid, green as sopor, falls down upon him and his words turn to screams. He can hear the sizzling in his ears, through his own howls. His skin disintegrates, then, muscle, then nerve. His claws shriek desperately on the tube's impenetrable glass, even as they melt away and dissolve. His vision goes white with pain, then mercifully dark, as his body comes apart and the bits where joints held on, melt and detach. The tube is splashed indigo and green.

It's just the colors what remain after long enough.