You have to step through. I’m not ending, you’re not ending. It’s not a fade to black. The TV goes to static. Everything around us is static. I can barely see my hands in front of me typing. The TV goes to static. They’re still broadcasting, your regularly scheduled program continues, but you’re starting to get a little too far out of range. Your house flows toward the mouth of the river. Soon it will float out into an ocean of blackness, particulate, above and below, your house is a submarine.