Action: Hector stares at the ruins of the newly fallen World Trade Center. Wortle runs up to him.
Wortle: There you are Mr. Longaramus!
Wortle: Oh I have terrible news... Celeste was in the World Trade Center when the plane hit!
Action: Hector starts at the news, obviously alarmed.
Hector: I have to find her!
Action: Hector runs off toward the wreckage.
Wortle: I would have gone with him, but I have taphephobia.
Action: Hector returns, running from the distant disaster scene and cradling something in his arms.
Hector: I found her... I think, I think she's OK.
Action: A distraught Hector displays the charred, mutilated, and obviously dead body of a small cat - presumably Celeste.