Claire walks into a clearing, or maybe onto the beach. Who can tell in this light? Locke's sitting at a desk with an electric lamp, doing something with a knife. At least, the sound effects department is supplying knifey sounds for this scene. "You know what's happening," he says to Claire. "He was your responsibility, but you gave him away." He looks up with those spooky black eyes and says, "Everyone pays the price now." The baby cries again, and Claire looks to her right; we see something that actually looks amusingly like a baby scampering through the jungle. She follows the sound to a crib; the mobile hanging above the crib, awesomely, is a little trio of Oh Shit, The Plane Is Crashing Airlines, LLC jets. I'll throw the sound effects people a bone and say the sound here, with the wind blending into metallic groans reminiscent of the aforementioned plane crash, is very cool. The mobile starts spinning. Claire looks down at the crib's moonlit blanket and pulls it aside, seeming to dig into the bedding. The picture is way too dark to see whatever she reveals, or if she reveals anything at all, but she sure does start screaming really fucking loud.
She's back at the caves, screaming her fool head off. Charlie tries to calm her down, and after a quite horrible amount of time, she finally does. Charlie tells her she was dreaming, and sleepwalking. He looks down at her hands, which are covered in blood. "What happened?" he asks.