She smiles, and nervously watches him go. He turns to look at his father, who tries to smile through his fear. This time, Peter opts for the stairs, rather than that little motorized lift he took last time, and climbs into the machine -- accompanied by a rapid-fire montage of images of himself, Olivia, Walter. Second-last episode of the season is a clip show!
He steps forward into the footholders, which clamp shut 'round his feet (poor Walter says "oh, god"), and reaches first into one arm holder, and then -- with another montage, this time almost exclusively scenes of Olivia -- puts the other one in. I'm not going to slow down the playback so I can examine each one to make sure they're all plausible as Peter's own memories, but feel free to do it yourself.
Anyway, the arm holds clamp shut, and Peter's body instantly arcs with the sound of an electric current, and it's only a few seconds before Peter's eyes open. He's in a fuzzy sideways world! Hold on, he's just getting his sight back and he's lying on his side, in some sort of hellish urban battleground. He staggers to his feet, hair amusingly combed back to highlight the receding hairline and overdone crow's feet on his face. Kinda like the lines you put on your Nintendo Wii avatar.
He wanders around dazed, explosions going off everywhere and people running every which way, until he stumbles on a large plaque that reads "We will never forget September 11, 2001/Dedicated to their memory, September 11, 2021." He looks up to see the memorial Freedom Tower. Two days after his episode aired, Osama Bin Laden was killed. Coincidence? Good work, Fringe!Anyway, Peter's still taking this in, when some soldier tackles Peter to save him from an attack, and Peter's surprised to see a Fringe Division badge on the guy's uniform. The agent himself, having already yelled at "Agent Bishop" before, calls him "sir" now, and starts screaming for the medic, because Peter's been hit.
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