A subtle, eerie vibration plays as the camera wanders through a gloomy fog, illuminated by a single rainbow halo, slowly transitioning into the iconic prom photo of Laura Palmer. The camera escapes the fog to reveal an arial view of those majestic Douglas Firs. An omniscient bass, then a resonant low F, inviting the camera into the landscape of rural Washington. The tension is taut, secretive, as the F descends downward, begging to be resolved. Then the chord hits with a chorus of synthesizers and the camera pans over the rushing waterfall.