[It's dark out on the ship, as is what appears to be Pegasus' cabin; none of the lights are on, leaving only natural moonlight through the porthole.
There's a radio on, playing an old waltz; not far away is Pegasus, dancing cheek-to-cheek with the ghost of
a girl who looks no older than eighteen. She's smiling, closing her eyes and leaning against him. Pegasus' expression is odd, a combination of sadness and contentment.
They dance slowly and silently together for a few moments before the video shuts off.]