Fringe Missing Scenes S5 - Simon
Simon Foster was dead.
Still he could see. He could hear. The electricity coursing through his severed head kept the recesses of his brain from shutting off. And when the blonde head had passed by the door, something alive in the darkness had reconciled it with the woman who floated in and out of the dark grungy fog that now filled what was once his memory. He knew not who or what she was. Saviour or destroyer, angel or demon. If the vision of her had come back maybe his brain would have deducted the answer.
But she never returned.