The narrator navigates through a city ravaged by chaos, witnessing destruction everywhere due to quarantine measures. The environment resembles a war zone, filled with the aftermath of violence and despair. As he observes the devastation, he feels a profound sense of loss and realization regarding the limitations of human understanding and science.

This experience leads him to conclude that there is a deep wound in the fabric of reality that cannot be remedied by scientific progress. He perceives science as a comforting illusion for those facing mortality, suggesting that there are truths and wounds in existence that transcend empirical explanations.