Phil is an accountant, Jane is a hedge fund manager, both on floor 91 of the world trade center. They've been having an affair behind the scenes. They smoothly move into the disabled toilet for a quick fuck before work. After finishing, they grab some coffee and sit down for a chat. As they speak about which stocks to invest in there tower is hit by a commercial airplane. They are stuck above impact and terrified for there life and the love they so desperately crave. Seemingly out of nowhere jet fuel flies through the elevator shaft and the destruction reaches there vicinity. Over the course of ten or so minutes they slowly begin choking on smoke, Jane watches in terror as Phil strips naked and jumps off floor 91. She searches desperately for an escape route but the stairwell is destroyed. After conversations with workers and feign attempts to flee she starts burning from fires on her floor. As she screams her final screams a man with a gun blows her head off to spare at last give her peace. Oh yeah, and then another tower gets hit and the credits roll.