The lock spreads out before him like an opening magnolia, all glowing lines and curls of light that make up the lock. The countdown runs inexorably downwards, faster than anyone would like. And then there's footsteps heading towards him, the sound of a gun being cocked and...

A shot, but not at him. A guard falls, and Carolina's camo fades away.

"I can't help you," she says, something strained in her voice. "But I'll buy you time."