I know I should be offended by this (1. Fridge. 2. Such an obvious storytelling tool to employ) but...this was well done. I barely know Jason Rusch, or Gen, but I instantly felt heartsick as I watched them literally being torn apart. I felt that tension behind my eyes that always happens when I witness something heartbreaking. I think it maybe has something to do with Franco Battiato's 'Ruby Tuesday' playing in the background, but, still. Well played, Mr. Johns. Well played indeed.