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(intense synth music)

(haunting music)

(explosion booms)

(man groans)

- Hey!

Come on!

I need you right here.

Okay.

We're gonna storm that bunker.

If you move fast enough,
they won't see you.

(intense synth music)

Go!

(guns firing)

(intense synth music)

- I'm out.

I'm out of ammo!

(guns firing)

(tense music)

When the armies of Victoria and Seattle

attacked our western borders,

we fought together on the front lines.

Wave after wave of infantry

smashed their way through our defenses.

The Sons kept in constant formation,

sweeping the streets,

burning and grinding the gears of war.

When our squad was hit by an ambush,

he gained rank and became a guiding force.

We dug in, put our faith in him.

For days they rained down
small arms and firebombs.

But because of him, we made it through.

But not without consequence.

He was captured and tortured.

By the time we found him,
he was never the same.

War had changed him.

I didn't see the madness
building in his eyes,

or the hate.

When I look back now, I can see it.

Sergeant Merle Ramses of
the Intercontinental Army.

He was my brother.

Him and his men left me with nothing

but a set of footprints
leading into the wastes.

I'd say he has at least 30
men with him, maybe more.

While I was in the army,

I heard rumors of a
massive radiation signature

coming from way out deep.

He was always consumed with the idea

of some kind of hydrogen weapon.

However, by the sources I've seen,

it could be something much more powerful.

(dramatic synth music)

(woman screams)

This looks like the work of my brother.

I'm getting close, I can feel it.

(dramatic synth music)

(man breathes heavily)

(owl hoots)

(tense music)

(gun fires)

Where's Ramses?

- Ramses over there.

Ramses dead.

- Now I'm sure you've noticed,

I'm not a man to play games.

You wouldn't like that.

(man groans)

I won't kill you quickly.

You wouldn't like that.

(man coughs)

It's gonna fester,

take a couple days to work through you.

Chances are it'll call the carrions,

or you can lay out here
and cook in the sun.

Your best bet is to tell
me where my brother is,

and I'll see about making a
quicker road to hell for you.

- I don't know.

He went into the desert.

I heard stories if you go
that way, you don't come back.

Now kill me, you son of a bitch.

(man spits)

Kill me!

- If you don't have any objections with me

taking a look at that kid over there,

I don't think you'll
be needing it with you.

Die, law.

- You're one man.

He's got a fuckin' army.

You don't stand a chance.

(man coughs)

You know that wife of yours?

(glass breaks)

She begged me.

She begged me to stop.

She said your name, I
don't know how many times.

(intense music)

(ominous music)

- [Travis] I wonder what the hell

could bring them out this far.

I can't say I care much what it is.

But the plot points on this map

leads straight into no man's land,

deep into the waste.

Hundreds of miles of nothing
but heartache and desperation.

To lead his men into
that kind of wilderness,

he must want it bad.

(gun fires)

(intense music)

(guns firing)

There's too many of them.

We need to retreat.

- I don't know.

- I've got a family, a wife.

Let's fall back.

Merle!

(gun fires)

(intense music)

- The great fire painted
the skies a crimson shade

leaving charred remains at my feet.

I realized this nation was doomed to fail,

but I kept fighting.

We had sworn an oath to
the Intercontinental Army.

Then news came, the Sons were
moving towards my hometown,

sweeping and murdering a few cities away.

I had no choice.

I had to desert the army and find my wife.

My brother didn't see it that way.

His eyes were on fire when I left.

I begged him to come with me,

and he called me a coward.

We're out here alone, we gotta go!

I told him if he changed his mind,

he knew where to find me.

He said nothing, and watched me go.

By the time I broke
free from the maelstrom,

most of our platoon was dead,

and our army was crumbling.

After years had gone by,

I thought I had lost my brother.

Another casualty to a war
that changed the world.

And that became the seeds for his revenge.

I paid a terrible price.

(ominous music)

(man speaking on radio)

(man yells)
(guns firing)

(intense music)

(man yells)

(gun fires)

(Travis yells)

(man groans)

These cannibals, wild men.

Growing up after the fires of war.

No sense of decency left,

just scavengers of an old world.

The chances of me walking
out of this just plummeted.

(melancholic music)

(Hannah laughs)

(glass breaks)

(gun fires)

(haunting music)

I went searching for my wife.

War had left nothing but
death and ash in its wake.

I knew that there is a slim
chance I would find her alive.

And I had made a promise
to Hannah years prior.

If she was still alive, I
knew where she would be.

- [Hannah] Travis?

- When I found her, I held her so tight.

I wish that moment could last forever.

Out of all the destruction,

I had her to hold on to.

I could see all the loss
Hannah had been through.

The death of so many
people that she had loved.

I told her about my father's cabin,

how we could start a new life.

I saw the hope once
again return to her eyes.

(crows cawing)

(dramatic synth music)

All right.

I'm backing up.

- Yeah, keep backing up
and throw them guns down.

- I can't do that.

Not while you have that
shooter pointed at me.

- Why are you following us?

- "Us"?

Who else is out here with you?

- Me and the cat, smart guy.

Why are you following us?

- To tell you the truth,

I didn't know who I was following.

You dragging around that cat carrier

makes a mighty strange track.

I didn't know what I'd find.

- I think I'm just gonna shoot you.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

All right, look.

The way I got it figured,

is you got me dead before
I raise my barrel up.

But you'll also notice
I also have my shooter

pointed right at Mr. Kitty over there.

- Stay away from that cat!

- Now, I'll be backing off.

I was just curious, is all.

I haven't seen very many people out here.

I don't suppose you tell
me who the hell you are

and how you've been surviving out here?

I didn't think so.

I'll be on my way.

I'll leave your gun up
on the top of the hill.

- You're just leaving?

- Yup.

- [Cat Lady] Where are you going?

- I'm looking for someone,
and you're not them.

So I'll be on my way.

- I'm looking for someone too.

My sister, she disappeared
a couple days ago.

There's a town up north,

maybe the someone you're
looking for is there too.

- That town isn't safe.

They'll gut you and not
think twice about it.

You'd be wise to steer
clear of that hellhole.

- But what about my sister?

- What does she look like?

- Really pretty with blond hair.

I have a photo.

- I did see someone like
this a couple days back.

There was nothing I
could do for them though.

They were already dead.

- Are you just saying that

to get a rise out of me?

- Afraid not.

Her throat was cut.

Looked like it was a
mercy when it happened.

I'm sorry.

She was as out of place

as the tracks she was leaving in the sand.

It would've been a mercy
to put a bullet in her,

save her from the agony that lies ahead.

Her supplies might have been useful,

or a waste of a bullet.

Anyone dumb enough to
aimlessly wander the desert

will surely pay the price.

It's a wonder that she's lasted this long.

(dramatic music)

When my mind drifts like worried fire,

I always go back to that place.

It comforts me.

My chair, my favorite coffee mug,

the way that picture would sit crooked

on the way to our bed.

The sound of the pine trees

that would sway in the breeze.

(Hannah chuckles)

I memorized that place.

Every inch of it.

I walked those steps in my mind

over and over again.

That lovely island of isolation
high in the mountains.

Where we made a life for ourselves.

One filled with love and hope.

Five years passed.

My wife gave birth to our son.

After all this world had shown me,

I knew I had found my way home.

(hopeful music)

(guns firing)

(Hannah yells)

I'm so sorry.

(glass breaks)

(Travis yells)

(baby cries)

(gun fires)

(Travis yells)

(mysterious music)

No, no!

(tense music)

I'd give anything to kill
the pain in this arm.

A shot of whisky, a mercy bullet.

The fever's setting in.

I'd lost the trail,

and I'm not sure if I'm anywhere close

to the coordinates on the map.

Lost in the desert.

I can't focus.

I've been seeing double
for the last two days.

And I'm just guessing at this point.

A compass is all that separates me

from being buried out here in the sand.

And it's no longer pointing north.

The pain shoots through
my body with each step.

A shriveled nose, cracked
eyes meet with blood,

face down in the dirt.

This is what lies ahead.

It won't be long now.

(dramatic music)

(gun fires)
(glass breaks)

I thought...

We gave up on following each other.

I could just shoot you right now

and get it over with.

- What happened to you?

Are you sick?

(Travis grunts)

- Okay.

- That wound on your arm is infected.

You should really let me help you.

I'm sure you know what this is.

I'll help you under one condition.

You give me some of what
you were eating last night,

it smelled pretty good.

- It's scrawny, but it'll fill the belly.

You build the fire.

Thank you, Hannah.

Let's start by heading towards
those mountains over there.

Go until you find the river,

and then follow it downstream.

- Why would I want to do that?

- Because you're bound to find somebody.

- I already found someone.

(dramatic synth music)

- What are you doing here?

- I decided to come this way.

- I'm going this way.

- Purely coincidence we're both here.

- Is that so?

(dramatic synth music)

Hold up.

Don't come up here.

- Oh my God.

What happened?

- I'm not certain.

But this certainly looks
like the work of men

that I'm aiming to run into.

- What do you want with such people?

(guns firing)
(intense music)

- It's a trap!

(gun fires)

Go, go!

(gun fires)

I can't do it.

- What?

What is it?

- When I say, you shoot that gun of yours.

You got me?

You got me?

- Yeah, yeah.

- Switch positions.

Get over me, now.

(gun fires)

Get your gun loaded.

(tense music)

Now, go!

(gun fires)

I'm gonna go up the front.

You go that way and flank them.

You got me?

- Yeah.

- Go, go, go!

It's clear.

- Where'd they go?

- There's no one.

No one for miles.

- I thought you shot one of them,

where's the body?

- It's a good question.

No shells, no tracks.

They just disappeared.

Doesn't make any sense.

I've heard of seeing ghosts in the desert,

but those bullets, they were real enough.

(dramatic music)

I got comfortable with the idea

spending the rest of
my days at that cabin.

Thought I could leave this world behind.

I didn't see it then, how wrong I was.

I always told her it was going to be okay.

I was lying.

To us both.

I didn't want any of the
nightmares in this world

to touch her.

I thought we had found home.

In the end, I was wrong.

- What was she like?

That's who you're thinking
about, I can tell.

- She was kind.

Would've done anything for you.

- My sister would do that too.

Drift away.

She'd dance around the room

and dream of these far away places.

The beach, the hot sun on her skin.

Or a fancy restaurant with
gourmet food on the plates.

I called them warm places in her mind.

She started to look for those places,

and it got the best of her.

- Sorry for your loss.

- What your brother did
to you was horrible.

You're a good man.

You can't just-

- Negative.

With all due respect, darling,

you don't know what you're talking about.

Or how good I am or not.

- Why are we stopping?

- Get your ass down.

(gun fires)

- Jesus, who are you shooting at?

- Damn it.

- What?

- I just winged him.

Come on, let's go.

- Who are you shooting at?

- Move it, come on!

- He's over here.

Looks like he's hurt pretty bad.

- Then his troubles will
be over soon enough.

You may want to look
the other way, darling.

- You can't shoot him.

- Why not?

- [Cat Lady] Because he's defenseless!

- That isn't any kind of excuse.

He has his coming.

- You know, he might be
more help to you alive.

You said you were looking
for all the soldiers, right?

Well, he might be able to
tell you where they are,

but he can't do that if he's dead.

- Nah.

He's unconscious, shot in the belly.

He'll bleed to death
before he even wakes up.

Shooting him at this
point is a mercy killing.

- I don't think the bullet
even went that far in.

It feels like it bounced
off a rib or something.

- This one's gonna bounce
off the back of his skull.

Get the hell out of the way!

- No!

- All right.

You stay here and watch him die.

(man coughs)

(ominous music)

- Inform Command we
have located the source

of the disturbance.

- Sir, yes, sir.

(tense synth music)

(guns firing)
(Travis yells)

(grenades exploding)

- [Merle] Did you really
think you could kill us all?

- [Travis] No, just you.

- [Merle] Get up.

- What?

You gonna shoot me in the back?

- Those tribals, they come
to this place to sacrifice.

It's surrounded by some
kind of energy field.

The skulls serve as a warning.

They worship what lies beyond.

Now start walking.

(tense music)

(haunting music)

- Your fire's almost out.

Maybe I should just stand here

and watch you freeze to death,

take my compass off your dead body.

But I felt inclined to say hello.

- Hello.

- You have something that belongs to me.

- What's going on?

- I don't associate with his kind.

I best be leaving before I start shooting.

- No, don't go!

They kidnapped him three months ago

and made him ride with them.

He's just as much a
victim in this as anyone.

- And how do I know he
didn't cook up some story

to save his ass?

I don't feel inclined to
sleep next to you either.

Who knows what you'll take from me next?

- I only took it so you'd come back.

- You chose to stay with him!

You chose to stay here and die,

don't put that bang on me!

- You could save me from my ignorance,

if you were the gentlemanly sort.

- Good thing I'm not thusly
inflicted then, isn't it?

So is he dying or what?

- I mean the bleeding stopped,

but I don't know.

- Well, how about it, you son of a bitch!

- Don't shoot, don't shoot!

Please, don't shoot.

Don't shoot.

- He's not one of them, you know.

Those men you're after.

- It's true.

It's true, sir.

I'm not.

A couple months ago they
got my brother and I.

They killed my folks.

Took all the supplies they
needed, burn everything else.

- So why didn't they kill you, Cat Meat?

- The head guy, Ramses,
he's after something.

Well, he told us we could be soldiers.

He said he'd train us.

It's awful what they made us do.

Ramses tried to make my
brother and I kill each other.

Said one would die, the
other would get to eat.

And...

That night my brother...

- So, you killed him.

- See?

You're not the only one in some sorrow.

You shot the poor kid.

- Yeah, and I might shoot him some more

if I don't like what he has to tell me.

I might shoot you too.

Save me a world of trouble.

- I ran away.

They didn't even bother following me.

- Why do you suppose that is?

- I'm not really sure,
Ramses is after something.

I don't even think he
knows what it is himself.

Something kinda out of the ordinary.

Something supernatural, kinda godly.

Heard guys around camp talking about it.

Talking about when you get near,

they kinda go a little bit crazy.

Kinda lose their mind a little bit.

Shooting at men out of the wilderness,

and just disappear, no bodies.

- We head that way tomorrow.

I don't like the fact I'm
being followed by these two.

I should let them fall
asleep and gut them both,

save some heartache.

But I have to admit,

it's not all bad seeing another face.

- Stop, just...

Just wait a minute.

- [Travis] Even if it is
a sad excuse for a woman

and a piss poor soldier.

These are cold-blooded,
battle hardened soldiers.

My current company won't stand a chance.

(tense music)

(gun fires)

- [Cat Lady] Who the
hell is shooting at us?

- Stay down.

(gun fires)

(tense music)

Drop the gun!

- Is he...

- No, it went behind him.

He fainted.

- Hey.

I don't really appreciate being shot at.

- Of course I was shooting at you.

You take a man's livelihood

and then come back to finish the job?

Well, do it if you're
gonna do it, you cowards!

- What is he blabbering about?

- Hard to say.

Give him some space.

Now...

Why don't you tell me what the
hell you were talking about

and I'll decide whether
or not I'll shoot you.

- Him and his buddies.

Some sort of soldiers come
across me and my wagon.

I got away, but they took everything,

except my gun, and now I'm
damn near out of ammunition.

- You're more likely to
hit what you were aiming at

if you use it as a club.

How long ago was this?

- Ask your friend.

- I'm asking you, friend.

Better start talking
before I lose my patience.

- A few days ago one of them said

they was gonna come back and, well,

I saw that uniform and
figured you'd just come back

to finish me off.

- That uniform does attract gunfire.

I can assure you he
wasn't amongst those men

that you speak of.

- Well, if you think that
makes me feel any better,

you, sir, are sorely mistaken.

You desert bandits are all alike.

You can take my gun, I ain't got any food.

- No, you seem miserable enough as it is.

I'm gonna keep the gun for a while though

before I give it back.

I guess we make camp here tonight.

I'll see what I can do
about hunting some food.

- What are we gonna do
about the old timer?

- Well, I figure let him run his mouth

for a minute or two more,

then I'll shoot him.

Even though I said I wouldn't.

Get that fire started, I'll be back.

- I haven't sorted this all out myself.

But maybe...

Maybe a power, maybe someone or something

greater than man keeps an eye

when we become too
destructive or too powerful.

Steps in and stomps us down to nothing,

and leaves a few of us
to rebuild and forget.

- That's nonsense.

- You believe what you want.

That's what I heard.

And that doesn't sit with me well either,

but there's something
else happening here now,

that's for sure.

- So, all of this, because of a tall tale?

- Now, I know this area
wasn't heavily populated,

but there were cities
and there were towns.

And they're gone, just gone.

Even the big cities after
the riots and the fires,

there was evidence of some settlements,

but they are gone.

It's like they never
existed in the first place.

I mean, there are very few people left.

And maybe a power that is greater than man

is cleansing the earth of evil.

- I think we found ourselves
a true believer this time.

You gonna add this one
to your collection too?

- I want to hear what he has to say.

- Yeah, of course you do.

You're insane too.

- Ugh!

- I like an appreciative audience.

(Cat Lady chuckles)

(soldier whistles)

(Old Man plays harmonica)

- Aw, Christ.

(calming music)

- She was pretty.

You act like you're the only
one that's lost something.

Me and that soldier, who have we got?

You've heard the stories.

You know if you go marching
out there after your brother,

you're not coming back.

And what's it gonna do if you do kill him?

It's not gonna change anything.

You've got a chance here
to do something good,

or we can go with the old timer

and find one of those towns
he's been talking about.

We can all help each other out.

We can start over.

- There was a time that
would've been a real good offer.

And you're right.

There is no need for you or
that boy to come with me.

- But what would your wife want?

- [Travis] The old man was
nuts, no doubt about that.

But he seemed the best and
only choice for those two.

He could get them to one of
those towns he spoke about.

Lead them away from whatever awaits me

over that ridge.

(tense synth music)

(gun fires)

They were shooting in all directions.

Whoever hit these men
had the numbers to do it.

More ghosts in the desert.

(tense synth music)

Is there anybody here with you?

Where's the rest of your men?

What the hell's wrong with you?

Look at me!

Look at me!

- Holster your weapon, soldier.

Nice and slow.

Take a walk, move.

On your knees nice and slow, soldier.

So, you and I, we're
gonna finish the mission.

Our men didn't die for no reason.

Him over there, he's been
like that for three days.

It's like they're all gone inside.

And I'm sure by now you realize

that things are a little
bit different around here.

He hasn't talked, hasn't eaten,

everything starts to seem different.

He hasn't even taken his fuckin' mask off.

Closer we got to it,

the more they all started acting crazy.

Even the men on...

(gun fires)

(dramatic synth music)

(man speaks in foreign language)

(eerie music)

(man grunts)

- Are you fuckin' crazy now?

- I don't know.

Maybe.

- You've got that shit in your head.

You're losing it just like the others,

you almost killed me!

- That wouldn't be the first time.

Where did you come from anyway?

- I've been following you
for the last few days.

- You should've stayed with the old man.

Give me my gun.

- No, I think I'll hold
on to it for a while.

- No.

(gun fires)

I only have three bullets left.

What the hell do you
want with my gun anyway?

- Why do you think I'd blindly follow

the same son of a bitch who
put a bullet into my side?

- I don't know.

Maybe you're touched in the head.

- You act like you're the only one

that's got something to fight for.

I'm going after Ramses.

I'm going with or without you.

- Are you sure that's a wise idea?

You know what I'm up against.

- They killed my brother,

they killed my whole family.

I'm going.

- All right.

Stop pointing that thing at me.

(tense synth music)

Get down.

I saw some movement over there.

No, no, no.

Leave that holstered.

They have a perimeter set up.

They hear those gunshots,

the whole lot will be after us.

We could do this by hand.

Move fast.

Silent.

(tense music)

- Maybe two men.

(men groaning)

(gun fires)

(dramatic music)

(guns firing)

- [Travis] We gotta go!

Go now!

- Hoorah!

(guns firing)

(Travis yells)

(eerie music)

(Travis groans)

- What the hell are you doing out here

in the middle of hell anyway?

- Something's in the mouth of this canyon.

Something that changes you.

Gets inside your mind.

And I think you know
what I'm talking about.

You've seen it too.

It drove some of the men mad.

I'm not sure what it is.

But I know it's connected to
those crazy sons of bitches

that managed to take out most of my men.

They seem to be protecting
whatever's out there,

and their numbers are growing.

You can't seem to kill 'em, can you?

- I don't know.

I really didn't try that hard.

- Well, I did.

They've all mutated somehow.

They act more like animals than people.

We found one of the bodies
after they attacked.

It was horribly disfigured.

He was one of the Sons, a captain no less.

He must've discovered something out there,

or built some kind of weapon.

- I don't care what's out there.

You've been crazy long before all this.

So what exactly do you
have to gain from it?

- Some of the brains back home,

they think this could be
a source of real power.

Power that could change the world.

- Oh, really?

Well, what is it then?

- No one's seen it yet.

No one's been close enough.

But it is powerful, that's for sure.

Man gets ahold of that,

he could be the next ruler of the world.

- And I'll make sure you're
dead before that happens.

- You were so pathetic,

calling her like you were.

Like some maimed animal

needing to be put down.

So I did what I had to do,

and I bashed your brains in.

Looks like my blow was light.

Must've been because
you're family and all.

- And I'll see you dead
before this is over.

- I think you could try.

- You will pay for what you did, Merle.

- Now you've come here for revenge?

I don't think that's why you're here.

I think you're here for me to put a bullet

right between your eyes.

How about it?

Just a squeeze of the trigger,

and then you get to see your family again.

Isn't that what you want?

- If you're gonna shoot me,

then get it over with!

- You don't deserve that.

You don't deserve anything.

(tense synth music)

(guns firing)

- What the hell?

What's all that gunfire?

- Come on, we've gotta get out of here.

Someone's attacking the camp.

(guns firing)

(Travis yells)

(guns firing)

- I saw your brother slipping off

when the savages attacked us.

Me and the kid tried to tail him.

- Which way did he go?

- He went up over that ridge,

right between those rocks, right there.

(guns firing)

- [Travis] I need you guys to go.

- He's out there by himself
with these things chasing him.

Let him find his own end.

- You don't know my brother.

This is something I've gotta do.

- You've got nothing left to prove.

He's as good as dead anyway.

- I need you guys to go.

Now!

- No.

That's the way Ramses went,

that's the way I'm going
whether you like it or not.

- I tried to keep him safe.

I tried to lead him out of here

and keep him safe just like you said.

- No, I know you did.

I'll see you guys soon.

Now go, go!

(guns firing)

It's his hide.

(guns firing)

- Ramses!

(guns firing)

(Travis yells)

(tense music)

(guns firing)

- You dumb son of a bitch.

Why didn't you wait for me?

Come, you need to rest.

I'm gonna get you out of here.

Maybe that old timer can fix you up.

(soldier grunts)

- Get him.

You have to...

You have to.

(guns firing)

(dramatic music)

(Travis yells)

(men grunting)

(mysterious music)

- Hey!

(tense music)

It's over.

- The anomaly is just over that rise.

Finish me off, and all
that power is yours.

- Not much has been on my mind

except ending your worthless existence.

I'm done with revenge.

You're not worth the extra ammo.

You lose any more blood,

there ain't nothing on this earth

or anywhere else that'll bring you back.

- You mean to tell me

you're not just a slightly bit interested

what's over that ridge?

I sacrificed everything to get here.

It's only 50 yards.

You could change things in this world.

Make a difference.

- There's some things better left alone.

That's something you never understood.

You ain't gonna hurt anybody else,

and neither are your men.

- You're just gonna leave me out here?

Not even give yourself the
satisfaction of revenge?

- Yeah.

I reckon so.

(dramatic synth music)

(ominous music)