Back to the present. Lex, lying next to the perpetually going fireplace, wakes up. Lana, reading nearby, asks if he's all right. Lex says it was a bad dream. Lana asks what it was about. Lex lies, saying that he doesn't remember. Lana says that it's all right to be upset; someone just died in front of him. Lex goes straight for the Scotch. He says maybe Alden finally got what he deserved. "How can you say that about your friend?" Lana asks. Lex says he only had one friend in school and it wasn't Alden. Lana asks if Lex wants to talk about it. "Not really," he says. He tells Lana he's all right and not to worry.

Lex puts down the Scotch decanter, but it falls off the table and onto the carpet. Lana smiles. Lex says that at least it didn't break. He bends down to pick it up, but it suddenly rolls across the floor. Poltergeist! Carol Anne! Lex creeps forward. He slowly reaches for the decanter, saying there's nothing to worry about. Lex picks up the container. "See?" he says. Suddenly all the lights start to flicker. "Lex," Lana says, worriedly. A hanging light fixture that looks a little like the one in the entrance to my house (only mine has squiggly metal lines going up above it) suddenly breaks off and falls, shattering on the floor. Lex and Lana dive away just in time. Lana, who seems to have hit her head on the floor, has her fiftieth concussion. Yay, free ice cream! She's unconscious. Lex cradles her head and looks ahead dramatically.