Rose sits calmly, attention on her breath, less and less distracted, thoughts settled, contentment growing, connected to source. In this timeless meditative space the importance of her recent drama diminishes. She knows the infinite in which everything resides won't be altered by human interactions. No matter how dark the hurricane, the clouds don't change the sun. Rose reflects on her previous life, surviving in the school, training, growing strong, and resolves in her heart to continue giving her performances. Even if they attack again and kill her, she is not afraid of dying and returning. Her thinking mind, still unconvinced and anxious, begs her for a reason - and that reason falls like rain: for the benefit of others.