The river is flowing uphill, carrying an old green door. Behind it, the rooms of a drowned village are waking. Someone inside has been waiting for 53 years.

When Joel collapses beside the peaches, Renata is close enough to catch him. She walks away instead.

At her mother’s funeral, Camille’s aunt steals the hearse with Evelyn still inside. The chase ends at a faded roadside motel, where Room Eight has been waiting for twenty-eight years.