Well, that way you'd kill two souls. Is that what you want?

Well, the world is a maze of illusions. It's not easy for the light to shine into the prison of our earthly existence.

The boys have prepared everything and found me a lamb. Blood will course through the fiberoptics, swirling and blending with the digital, opening the gates of the abyss. Death within arm's reach, the metallic taste of his scythe on my tongue, I will tug at the tangled cables of Fate. A hard reset, a blue screen, a brain reformatted... I'm ready. Luck be with me.

It's like uncle Estevez always said - "If you gotta choose between your ride and savin' someone else's life, always choose the ride."

Rogue: Johnny, remember the plan?
Johnny: Get the payload on the elevator, arm it, let gravity do its thing. Explosion rocks the foundation, tower crumbles - chaos, screaming, roll credits.