Panel 1: Senior has tucked Roswell into a bean-shaped bed. They are inside a green-walled room, with round a round window that shows the stars and radio tower outside. There are child-like paintings tacked onto the wall, and the bottom of the wall is lined with semi-circular vents. Senior says, "Get some rest, my little one." Roswell looks at him with big eyes.

Panel 2: Roswell stares blankly upward, eyes open wide and unfocused. A strange maroon cloud and particles floats near her head.

Panel 3: The cloud and particles have expanded, and a harsh static pattern fills in their center. Roswell has turned on to her side, eyes still open and mouth grimacing. She is not looking at anything in particular.

Panel 4: The static blob shapes the word: ROSWELL!

Roswell herself is jumping up, startled, out the bean-shaped bed, which retracts around her. Her ears are upright, and tail perked, as if she has heard something loud and shocking.