Okay. So he knows the script. He knows that it's flawed, and he knows that things have been...degrading progressively. Only instead of losing their setting completely, it's been expanded?

No. Doesn't make any sense.

"We gotta get outta here," mutters Tim. Doesn't waste any time starting to prowl the perimeter of the room, extricating the lighter from his pocket, clinging to it like a talisman. If history wants him to repeat what he did -

It's easier to burn down something you hate.