The scene is one of total chaos. Buildings are on fire, people scream and run in all directions, cars lie destroyed in the street.

EXT. TIMES SQUARE -- NIGHT

Newt Apparates from farther down the street and watches.

The Obscurus writhes at one end of the square, its energy angrier now -- moving through layers of hurt and anguish, the products of isolation and torment -- flecks of red light roaring from within. Credence's face is just discernible within the mass, distorted, pained. Graves stands before it, triumphant.

Graves prowls through the square, oblivious to the distress around him, his focus concentrated on only one thing.

GRAVES (shouting to reach Credence over the almighty noise): "To survive so long, with this inside you, Credence, is a miracle. You are a miracle. Come with me -- think of what we could achieve together."

The Obscurus moves closer to Graves -- we hear a scream from within the mass as its Dark energy bursts out once more, knocking Graves to the ground. The force sends a shock wave around the square -- Newt dives behind a fallen car for cover.

Tina Apparates into the square and takes cover by another burning vehicle close to Newt. They look at each other.

NEWT: "It's the Second Salem boy. He's the Obscurial."

TINA: "He's not a child."

TINA: "Newt!"

As the Obscurus screams once more, Tina makes a decision.

NEWT: "I know -- but I saw him -- his power must be so strong -- he's somehow managed to survive. It's incredible."

Tina dashes out toward Graves. Newt, understanding, Disapparates.

TINA: "Newt! Save him."