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I think this is it.

If anyone else was gonna come,
they'd have shown up by now.

I, I saw a sign that
said restricted area.

Yeah. That's because
it's restricted.

Uh, Is it safe to be here?

I mean, are, are we
gonna be arrested?

Ed, I can't lose
my job over this.

That's not what I signed on for.

You didn't tell me that
we were breaking any laws.

Listen, you all knew
that there were risks

to coming here tonight,
but I promise you,

the reward's gonna be worth it.

How? I mean, what
are we doing here?

'Cause this doesn't feel
like ghost hunting to me.

Okay. Well, it's not

because you're the
three brave souls

who actually showed up tonight,

I'm gonna let you in
on a little secret.

This better be good.

We're less than a mile away

from something that
is out of this world.

Oh, you are full of shit.

You know, you look exactly
like I thought you'd look.

Yeah? How's that?

Like someone who lives
in his mother's basement.

I mean, you talk all
this shit online,

and then nothing.

Okay, look, let's just not
insult each other here.

Let's hear him out, okay?
Let's see what he has to say.

So why are we here?

You know, you're not wrong, Jim.

I don't have anything. I
barely get through life.

I don't have anything,
but I have you guys,

and I have our group,
and forgive me,

I just wanted us to be different

than all those other
paranormal groups.

You know, they go
into old houses

and every sound they hear,
they're like, "Oh, it's a ghost."

I wanted to be more than that.

I wanna actually
prove something,

prove something really real,

make a difference for
once in my pathetic life.

You know, Ed, I get it.

My parents call me a disappointment
too, but you know what?

One of these days
I'm gonna move out.

And they just need to relax.

Whatever happens here tonight,
it's gonna be magical.

Yeah, parents can be like that.

- Are your parents like that?
- No.

I mean, they, they might
be if they were alive,

but they died a long time ago.

Oh, I'm, I'm sorry
to hear about that.

Well, don't be. I'm old.

People look at me,

and they say there's a
guy with dead parents.

Um, I, I don't think that
people think that, Jim.

Sure they do. I think that.

I, I, I helped a little old lady

across the street one time,

- And you know what I thought?
- What?

There's a woman
with dead parents.

Okay, my unique
friend. You know what?

I can tell you that I am happy

that you are a part
of our team, okay?

All right.

I think you can go on, Ed.

Okay, so the people working
very close by us here,

they opened Pandora's Box.

They were doing time
travel experiments,

and they opened a door.

They, they failed to send
anyone backwards through time,

but they pulled
something else through,

something from a
different world.

They call it a layer.

So there's so, okay, so there's,
there's our world, right?

And we're just one layer,

and nothing really
makes any sense.

But there's all
these other layers

piled on top of each other,
and then they fucked with it,

and now they're all
bleeding into each other.

How, how do you know this?

Well, the people
that work there,

they go to the bar where I work,

and then they get
a little drunk,

and then they start kind of
start, speak openly about it.

And I make sure they
have enough drinks

they forget I'm listening.

So, so if there are
all these dimensions

that are bleeding into each
other, wouldn't we see that?

I mean, I can't think of
anything that we've seen

that falls under that.

Nothing? Are you kidding me?

Mothman, ghosts, UFOs, Bigfoot.

They're all from the other side,

from, from, from
many different sides.

Okay, but then why are we here?

I mean, why, why
aren't we at your bar?

Or, or why aren't we
infiltrating the building

where all this
stuff is happening?

- Yeah. Yeah.
- I mean, you,

you tell a good story,
but where's the proof?

Okay, so sometimes when they
pierce one of these layers,

I can see things.

Last weekend I saw a bunch
of UFOs right over there,

and I'm hoping tonight we
get to see the same thing.

So, uh, we just
wait around, right?

Yeah, pretty much.

Oh, I, I, I, it's okay
with me. I like camping.

Uh, all right, you guys, look,

I think that I'm
gonna head out, and,

but you, you tell me if
you see anything strange.

Anne, Anne, you can't go.

We're, we're gonna have
some good, quality fun time.

Okay, look, no offense,

but I am not gonna share a
tent with you guys, okay?

- Oh, here we go again.
- Don't share a tent with Jim.

I hear this all the time at
my job at the grocery store.

Stay away from Jim.
Jim's a pervert.

Why does Jim always lock
himself in the store room

when the eggplant and
cucumbers are delivered?

Hmm.

Okay, on that odd

and extremely
disturbing last note,

I, I'm gonna head
out you guys, okay?

Good luck.

That's it. They're
starting it up again.

Dude, we're, we're totally

gonna see aliens
tonight, aren't we?

Maybe.

Oh my God!

I was golden gloves,
you big bitch.

Hello?

♪ Shadows creep ♪

♪ In the night ♪

♪ , hearts dark ♪

♪ Carry on ♪

♪ Savory pain here for us ♪

Help you guys out
with something?

- Timothy Slate?
- Who wants to know?

We do? Let's go.

You are coming with me, baby.

What do you want?

Don't be so nervous.

I'm just a bit confused.

How did I get here? What
am I doing here, right?

Yeah.

We specialize with people

who go through a
mental health crisis.

I help with that.
We're here to help.

That doesn't help me.

I want to know why
the hell it was thrown

into a van and brought here.

The tactics that they used
aren't pleasant, are they?

Who are they? Who
the hell are you?

You were a cop, right?

You took bad guys
off the street,

and sometimes you did in such
a way that wasn't very nice?

Okay, so I, I'm being detained?

You work for the government?

Look, we'll get
into all of that,

but right now, you're
getting a little excited.

I'm here to help calm you
down, help you move forward.

Look, I'm actually a fan.

- I mean you no harm.
- Fan of what?

What are we talking about here?

No matter how tough you are,

no matter how much
courage you have,

we all need to speak to someone
at some time or another.

I'm not interested in
your therapy, okay?

- Sorry, you can't go.
- You have work to do.

Besides, aren't you
curious why you're here?

Why that door's locked?

You're the curious
sort, aren't you?

You tell me right now
who the fuck you are

and what this is.

Listen, I get it.

If I were in your position,
I'd want answers too,

and you'll get them.

But you won't get them
if you don't calm down.

I want to know what is
going on here. What is this?

Look, I'll answer all of
your questions very soon,

no worries, but right
now we're a little late.

For what?

You have to join the class.

This has to be some
quarantine thing.

We were exposed to something.

The guys that grabbed me
weren't wearing any face masks.

This is something else.

Well, what do you
think this is then?

I don't know what it
is, but whatever it is,

I don't like it.

Huh? Yeah, huh?

If you want to jump, then
fucking jump, bitch. Huh?

Yeah? That's what I thought.

Sit the fuck down.

What is wrong?

I know you. You're death.

- Death?
- You killed me.

Oh, well, apparently I
didn't do a very good job,

'cause here you are.

You look quite healthy.

You need to breathe, Sara.
I'm not going to hurt you.

Have a seat.

I must say, I'm excited
about all of this.

You all want answers,

and your memories may be a
little hazy at this point.

You've all been through hell.

I'm here to help.

We didn't ask for your
help. Let us out now

I get it.

Being held against your will
is against our nature, right?

We're all born free, and now
you feel like a bird in a cage.

It's a necessary one, but
it's not a permanent one.

You've all seen
strange things, right?

You're not sure
what's real or not?

But today you get some answers.

It was real. I don't
need you to convince me.

Are you sure?

When you encounter
strange things,

your mind immediately tries
to find some rational answer.

You talk yourself
right out of the truth.

Well, today, you'll
have no more questions.

My husband was killed.
There's my proof.

I don't need your help
to figure that out.

Your husband was killed.

You saw the face of death.

And do you know the Muffin Man?

Okay, so now you know we know,

so we must go.

Stay put. I'll be right back.

- What's a muffin, man?
- It's a demon

that pushes a cart.

- And you saw him?
- Yeah.

Hmm. That's wild.

Okay, so we all saw
some crazy shit.

Is that why we're here?

Are we delusional? Is
that what's going on?

No, I'm not delusional.

Whatever is happening
here, it isn't right.

Then why us? Why were we chosen?

We won't know until we
know what this place is.

The common denominator
seems to be

we've all seen different things.

This is probably
some hush program.

They don't want us
talking to anyone.

You think they're
gonna brainwash us?

Erase our memories?

No. That's too much work.

They're most likely
kill us. That's my bet.

Let's be more positive here.

If they were going to kill us,
they would've done it by now.

The guy did say this wasn't
a permanent stay for us.

Yeah, not permanent.

They'll kill us when they
get what they want from us,

unless we escape.

I think we can collectively
knock the door off its hinges.

No, we don't know
what's beyond it.

Let's plan our move well.

We might only get one shot.

You, you guys smell something?

Yeah.

They're pumping something
through the vents.

Oh shit.

We need to block them.

How are we gonna
block them? They're too high.

- Where are we?
- A house.

Well, I know a house,
but what house?

You got me.

At least we're not trapped
in that building anymore.

If you say so.

All right, listen, we need
to come up with a plan here.

What we really need to do
is figure this stuff out

before we make a move.

Why us three? Where
the hell are we?

And can we really
escape whatever this is?

I agree.

I think we all saw something
we shouldn't have seen,

the government found
out and needed us quiet,

and here we are.

That guy, he mentioned
the Muffin Man.

I saw him, too.

Well, what do you mean?

I'm getting bits
and pieces of memories here,

but there were these books,
and they all had these stories,

your stories.

The things you saw, I saw.

I think you're our
way outta here.

How do you figure that?

Well, you connect
all three of us.

Our way out must be through you.

I mean, that makes sense to me.

I should say something here.

- Yeah, go ahead.
- I died.

I came face-to-face with
death, and I remember dying.

I think we all must be dead.

This might be hell, right?

Hmm. Hell doesn't
have therapists.

This is something else.

It drugged us and dragged
us to this shithole town.

They think we can't find
our way out, but we will.

I'll go outside and look around

to see if anything's
recognizable.

- We'll go with you.
- Yeah.

Anything ring a bell?

No.

What do you do for a living?

I'm Sara. I write
for a small paper.

How about you?

Tim.

I'm a detective. I,
I was a detective.

Shit, I don't know what
the hell I am anymore.

- Fuck.
- What?

- We need to go back inside.
- What's going on?

The Muffin Man is back.

Okay. What's your name?

- Allison.
- Allison.

I need to know
what you remember.

I remember I was alone.

I stayed alone forever.

Every day was the same.

I, I went to bed and I woke up,

and it was the
same day every day,

until today.

Today I was home, but it
didn't last very long.

I remember my husband and
I got lost in nowhere,

and we were stuck.

Every direction we went,

we ended up in the same place.

Before I knew it,

my husband was killed.

There were aliens,

and that guy with the cart.

He killed my wife.
He slaughtered her.

This time he dies.

We need to find a car, haul
ass, and go from there.

We all lost
something, obviously,

but we need to make a
plan to get out of here.

I like your idea.
Let's find a car.

You are a detective.
Explain this shit.

What are you asking me
for? I don't have a clue.

Not much of a detective
then, are you?

If you say so.

We must have gotten lost,
turned around somehow.

We walked in full circle.

I've seen this before.

Whatever is controlling
this wants us here.

I am sick and
fucking tired of aliens.

Those little fucks.

We have aliens out there now,

and the Muffin Man, too.

They're closing in. We
gotta make a move soon.

Otherwise, this house
will be surrounded

by whatever they are,

and whatever else
should come along.

Who are you?

I'm Jay. I'm Allison's husband.

Explain. Explain this.

What are you talking about?

You died. I watched you die.

What are you doing here?
How is this possible?

I died?

What's the last
thing you remember?

We broke down and
we began walking,

and I lost you.

Then I found this house,
and that's all I know.

- Smile.
- What?

Smile. I need to see you smile.

Okay.

Oh.

The fake you had a creepy smile.

There's a creepy fake me?

- We got aliens.
- They're not very big.

I think we could kick their ass.

- They bite.
- What?

They're an advanced
species, aren't they?

Isn't biting strange
for an advanced species?

I suppose.

- Then why do they bite?
- Why are you asking me?

You brought it
up. I figured you'd know.

I have no fucking
clue why they bite.

Okay.

I'm sorry. You're right.

I'm just a little rattled here.

Look, can you two
check the other windows

and make sure we got nothing
else going on outside?

On it.

- Clear here.
- We got a problem.

Fuck.

Okay, everyone listen to me.

Look, that Muffin Man
is gonna be a bitch,

but I, I think we
can kill the aliens,

just get them out
of the equation.

How do we get them?

We let one of them in

and kick the living
shit out of him.

I, I think that's a good
idea. What do you think?

Well, be warned, they bite.

Yes, thanks.

We heard you. They bite.

All right, everyone
grabs something

to beat this thing's ass with.

Everyone be alert.

Jesus Christ!

Jesus Christ!

Let's tie its ass to the chair.

Fuck that. Kill it.

- No, let's keep it alive.
- We may need to use it.

Oh, good move.

Let us go. We'll kill
your alien friend.

That's what you got?

I'm starting to dislike you.

If you can get anything out
of it, we shouldn't kill it.

Fine.

Tie it to that chair, but
tie that motherfucker tight.

Go ahead Tim. Interrogate it.

That's what you guys do, right?

Are you able to communicate?

Do you understand English?

That's an answer, I think.

No. It's pissed off.

Don't they speak telepathically?

Try speaking to it that way.

No, they don't
communicate that way.

Or, I mean, this could just
be one of the stupid aliens.

Figures.

This is one big
mindfuck. It has to be.

I can't tell what's real and
what isn't anymore.

I mean, it is possible. This
is just like one big delusion

or a dream of some sort.

So one of us is real and
the rest of us are fake?

No, no, it's not
what I'm saying.

What I'm saying is it is
possible that one of us

is manifesting all this.

You, me, the alien.

It's the books, right?

This whole experience must be
another one of those stories

that has us trapped in it.

- We should kill the author.
- Yes.

Kill the author. Kill the story.

Allie, are the books
here, do you know?

- I don't.
- Let's look for them.

Shit.

- Anything?
- Yeah, two things.

I found this map.
Look, there's an X.

That's probably
where we are, right?

Oh, I suppose.

So, we can use this map
to get us outta here.

See, there's a city there.
It's not that very far away.

It might as well be
thousands of miles away,

because we have those things
outside eager to kill us.

Yeah, I know. I know.

But this is a good thing.
That guy Slate is a cop.

He'll probably help
us with a plan here.

Okay, we'll ask him.

What was the second thing
you were talking about?

Oh yeah, I saw a
Bigfoot out there.

- A Bigfoot?
- Sasquatch.

- I know what a Bigfoot is.
- Well, that can't be good.

How did I die?

I don't wanna talk
about it, Jay.

You are alive. It
obviously didn't happen.

How? Tell me.

You were killed by the
Muffin Man and the aliens.

I saw the aliens eating you.

Damn.

So that must have been some
sort of trick, a delusion.

Well, I hope that was the
delusion and not this.

I hope you here
right now is real.

Promise me it's real.

- Promise me.
- I promise.

I found this map.

- This is crazy.
- What is?

I live in that city.

Springfield, it's right there.

Yeah, okay, great.

Springfield is there
and we're here.

We can make it there.

If we watch each other's
backs, then we will make it.

Springfield may not be
the Springfield you know.

Think about it. This house
we're in is really fucked up.

Springfield could be worse.
There could be more aliens.

There could be more things
out there that wanna kill us.

Maybe.

But if your husband's
back from the dead,

maybe my wife is, too.

I gotta find out.

It's almost certain
death, Slate.

That monster with the
cart is out there.

Bigfoot, too.

What was that?

Yeah, I saw a
Sasquatch out there.

That makes sense.

Every one of those stupid
Bigfoot specials mentions aliens.

I am guessing that
fucker invited it here.

I'm gonna follow this map

and make it back to Springfield.

I'll get help and bring it back.

That's stupid. You won't
make it three blocks.

I will. I'm not gonna
let that shit stop me.

I survived the Muffin Man
once. I'll do it again.

But I'll be back.

- I'll go with you.
- No, you stay here.

You'll need someone watching
your back. I'll do that.

Okay, fine.

Look, promise me, all right,

you're gonna stay alert
and be ready to fight.

If any of that shit finds its
way in, it gets taken out.

I promise.

We got this, Slate. Good luck.

You think this isn't real?

We are still in that building,

knocked out from whatever
it is they put in the vents.

I mean, if that
whole thing was real.

There's no way to
explain any of this shit

outside of one of us being crazy

and manufacturing this
stuff in their head.

Well, I feel real.
Do you feel real?

Yeah.

So how is it that we all
share the same delusion?

I don't know.

We make it back to Springfield,

if it's the city I remember,
and we all survive this shit,

I say we track down the
assholes that put us here.

- Muffin Man.
- No.

- He comes with music.
- Maybe it's just the wind.

You are supposed to
be standoffish, right?

Run away from man? Well what
the fuck is your problem?

Oh, fuck.

- Thank you.
- You are welcome.

So how did that barbecue
interview thing go?

The ladies loved the glare!

Oh yeah, that's right.

It was, it was okay.

You know, it wasn't
really that interesting.

- You need a new job.
- Get away from that paper.

Yeah, you're right.

So what was that
nightmare you were having?

I saw you tossing and
turning on the couch.

You wouldn't believe
me if I told you.

Try me.

- Nah, it, it's not worth it.
- I'd rather not think about it.

You're always running away
from something, aren't you?

Some would call that a coward.

What are you talking about?

You know I was always warned
about people like you.

- People like me?
- Users.

How many times do I have to
cover your half of the rent

'cause you can't
keep a damn job.

Where is this coming
from, Michelle?

It's coming from the
heart, you bitch.

That's where it's coming from.

Your days of manipulation
are over. I want you out.

Out of this house,
out of my life.

Well, I'm sorry
you feel this way.

Can, can we calm down a
bit and talk this out?

Wait a minute.

If I kick you outta the house,

you'll just use somebody else.

I can't have that.

What do you think you're doing?

Spilling your blood
all over this floor,

that's what I'm doing.

Slate. Slate?

You okay man?

Oh yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

Where's the Bigfoot?

I don't know.

He handed me my ass.

Must have thought we
were dead and took off.

What do you wanna do?

What do you mean? Let's go.

At least that hairy
fuck didn't take the map.

I don't think
they're coming back.

We probably should have all
gone together as a team.

I don't know what the
hell the right idea is.

Can you tell me about your
experiences in that house?

And with those books?

Yeah, it's similar to
what's happening now.

It's like we're in this
limbo that we can't escape.

I think there are
places in this world

where people just get lost,

and those people
just gravitate to it.

The rules are different.
Time doesn't exist.

The things that go
bump in the night

start to show themselves.

I don't know if this is hell,
but it sure feels like it.

If this situation isn't real,

then maybe everything we
think that happened before it

isn't either.

Yeah, that makes sense.

Like they're just
fucking with us.

Whoever is in control of this
is just throwing shit at us

to see how we would respond,

like some demented
social experiment.

What do you think?

Well, its attitude
hasn't changed.

- ♪ Pushing my emotions ♪
- We're here.

♪ All these pictures
in my head ♪

Great. Let's go.

Okay.

♪ I will let you guess instead ♪

♪ Seein' light in your eyes
and the sun in your smile ♪

- Babies?
- Yeah, I want children,

and you seem like the
best option at this point.

I'd hope.

- I'll think about it.
- All right.

You okay?

I hope she's alive and
just sitting in there.

I really wanna see her again.

For luck.

Hello?

Shit.

What's up?

Something is wrong here.

Something is really,
really wrong.

What's going on?

We need to go, Slate.

Slate, we need to go.

- Slate!
- My wife.

Honey, you are home.

That's not your
wife. Look at her.

You said 'til death do us part.

I guess that'll work out,
since you'll die tonight.

Both of you. All of you.

You're not my wife.

- Steph is dead.
- Aww.

- You're breaking my heart.
- We need to go, Slate.

Shut up, you shore.

♪ One dies inside ♪

Come on, big boy,
let's make some babies.

No way out! No way out!

Now way out!

- Did you make it?
- Yeah.

How did it go?

- Not good.
- You made it back.

That's a good
thing. You're safe.

I wouldn't say we're
safe, dude. We're screwed.

What happened?

Do you want me to
take it, or you?

Just...

Okay, so we walked.

We fought a Bigfoot, and
we made it to his house,

and his wife was there,
only it wasn't her.

It was something demonic.

So we ran out the front door,

and immediately
ended up back here.

Okay, how is that possible?

How could we walk for hours

and be back here in two seconds?

Fuck, he's back.

It's a party now.

What is going on in
your head, Slate?

We can't get away. We can't win.

We may as well
just face our fate.

Face our fate? What the hell?

You are a police officer.

You're supposed to
protect and serve.

We need your help.

Goddammit, we need you.

If you're gonna just sit there

and allow these
things to kill you,

then we don't want or need you.

Move along.

We'll do our best,

but I know we can do
a hell of a lot better

with you leading us.

- I'm not a leader.
- I'll only get us killed.

How important do you think
that alien is to them?

- No idea. Why?
- Hmm, I'm curious.

Maybe we could use it.

Maybe we can trade it for a car.

No, no, that's not gonna work.

Okay, Slate and I walked for
hours. There are no cars.

Not one driving, not one parked.

What I'm saying is
they can get us a car.

We trade it for a car.

Come on, what do you think?

I, I'm not a fan.

I agree.

Obviously the rules
are different.

I'm gonna give us a car.

We're gonna take off
and get outta here.

This isn't a good idea.

It's an idea. More than
what you've come up with.

Now get outta my way.

You're the one in
charge, aren't you?

See your friend here?

I will put a bullet
through its head

if you don't give
me what I want.

Give me a car.

I want a car so we
can get out of here,

and then I won't
hurt your friend,

and then it can go back
to the fucking moon,

or wherever it came from.

Ideas? I'm all ears.

The guy with the cart
is the leader, I think.

If we kill him, then maybe
the others will be lost

and we can get away.

No, he can't be killed.

I shot him with a
shotgun and he was fine.

We are rushing this.

There is a chance

that we are all
asleep in that room

in that freaking building.

I say we hang out

until whatever drug they put
us under wears off.

One of us can fall asleep,

and then maybe we'll
wake up in that room,

and then we can
wake up the others.

That's a good idea.

Anybody sleepy?

Okay, any volunteers to sleep?

I mean, it was my
idea. I'll do it.

Should we go check the windows?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Damn baby, you
ain't fool nobody.

I know you're awake. Now get up.

- Where did Sara go?
- No idea.

Sara?

Sara. Sara?

She's not here. She must
have ran out of the house.

No, that doesn't make any sense.

Why would she leave the house

and go outside
until all that shit?

She disappeared.

She fell asleep and disappeared.

I mean, she must
have found a way out.

But where the hell did she go?

I don't know, but it has
to be better than this.

I'm not convinced,

and I'm not willing
to roll the dice here.

What do you want to
bet on then, Slate?

I say we kill 'em,

kill 'em all,

starting with the Muffin Man.

You said he couldn't be killed.

Yeah, I shot him, but
I didn't follow up.

I need to make sure

there's nothing left
of him when I'm done.

How are you going to stop
the others from interfering?

Easy.

You two are gonna stop him.

- You two ready?
- Oh, totally.

All right. You handle
the rest of them.

I'm gonna deal with this fucker.

Who do you want?

None of the above
isn't a choice, is it?

Afraid not.

You take on the
aliens. They're small.

I'll go after the hairy
thing and demon girl.

- We're fucked, aren't we?
- Fucked all the way.

Whatever you're thinking
about doing, don't.

What do you think I'm gonna do?

Assault you? Kill you?

Nah. Sorry to disappoint,
but it's not what I do.

- Why am I here?
- Why are you here?

That's a good question, but
it's above my pay grade.

So what's next?

Just hang tight. It's
all under control.

Get away from me.

You look scared.

Don't be scared. I
won't hurt you, baby.

You really wanna be hurt,
don't you, you fuckin' bitch?

You ain't gotta do nothing now.

Drop it and sit the fuck down.

Why don't you sit down, bitch?

Hey, asshole.

Your reign of terror is over.

Bad idea.

How about a fair fight?

Why don't I take you
on one at a time?

Do you understand what I'm
saying, you little fucks?

I guess not.

Kill her.

I can smell your
fear. It's delicious.

Your bakery's closed, asshole.

It's over.

No, Jay. I gotta check on Jay.

I'm gonna fuck you right, baby.

Oh, this is the strangest
double date I've ever been on.

What now?

Back to the house.

I wanna smell
your panties, bitch.

What is this? What are
you doing in my office?

Sit your old ass down,
or I will fuck you up.

How dare you? Who do
you think you are?

I said sit down now.

What is this place? Where am I?

I don't know who you
are, what you want,

or what you're doing here.

I wanna know what this is.

I was put to sleep with
a bunch of other people

in that conference room,
and I wanna know why.

Oh, you woke up?

Yeah, I woke up.

Well, I'm not involved
in that project.

Well, what are you involved in?

I guess I can tell you,

since you're not walking
out of this building today.

You know that right? You
know you're dead, don't you?

If I'm going to die,

I'm gonna take a bunch
of people with me.

And if you piss me off,

I'll make sure to
make you one of them.

Well,

I'm involved in
interdimensional research.

To put things in
simple terms for you,

my simple friend,
I cover up shit.

I make sure the public
never discovers the truth,

that we are not alone.

That's my job. It needs to
be done, and I do it well.

Well, you're not
doing a great job,

'cause I've seen things tonight

and I have no reservation
about exposing them,

exposing you, and
exposing this place.

Where are you gonna do that?

You think of your, your favorite
television news program.

You think they'll run it?

What about those online
alternate news sites?

You think we don't have
our claws in those as well?

Let's say you do
get the word out.

Who's gonna believe you?

I'll tell you. Nobody.

I'll make people believe.

So cute.

I'll make people believe.

Well, I won't hold my breath.

You know I've seen some
stupid bitches in my day,

but you take the cake.

You take the muffins
and the rolls,

you take the whole bakery,
the whole thing.

This calls for a drink.

I'm gonna drink to you.

I'm gonna drink
to your stupidity.

This is the end.

We can't stop fighting. We
have to keep moving forward.

We're just spinning our wheels.

Even if we stop 'em,
where do we go from there?

I don't know.

I just know that doing
nothing accomplishes nothing.

Do you think your wife
and Jay can be cured?

My wife is dead.

Your husband is dead, too.

You think we're all
part of some story

in of those books you
were talking about?

I dunno what the hell this is.

I just want it to be over.

I wish I could just
rewind the clock back

to when Jay and I were happy,

and our daughter was
this little munchkin

terrorizing the house.

But it's over though.

It's all done.

And I almost don't even care.

I am just afraid that my
life with Jay and my daughter

wasn't real to begin with.

That terrifies me.

Is this just all one big lie?

I don't think so.

I think the puppet masters
behind this know how we tick.

They know how to manipulate us,

and I don't know where all
this ends or where it began,

but I know who my wife was.

I know what my life was.

And this, whatever this is,

it's not life.

It's not real.

What do you wanna do?

Eventually we'll fall
asleep, and either

they'll kill us, or

we'll end up where Sara did.

Hello Sara. Nice
to have you back.

- Shut up, asshole.
- Ass, asshole.

You're really funny. I must
say, I love your spirit.

Make it easy on yourself, Sara.

You know, just calm down

and I'll bring you back
to the conference room.

I'm not going anywhere.
I want answers.

We're not telling you anything.

- Now let's go.
- Oh, just, don't be rude.

- Sit down, Sara. Take a seat.
- No.

You got past one of our guards,

but that's as far
as you're gonna get.

Trust me.

Look, I've been looking
to fire that idiot

for some time now, right,

so I must say thank you
for being that last straw.

- Happy I could help.
- Me too.

Look, you're here for answers,

and I'm happy to
give them to you,

but I'm not really sure
you're ready to hear them,

or what it means for you.

So are you really ready to know?

Hey baby, where's the bedroom?
Let's get our freak on.

Oh, I'm not looking for
anything that freaky.

You mind taking her,
and I'll take hubby?

You can take me anytime.

I got this.

I like cat
fights. It turns me on.

Let's do a foursome, big boy.

- Not tonight.
- What about tomorrow?

Bitch!

I have a crush on you.

Hey, bitch!

Bitch!

Yeah, this isn't real.

These are more goddamn stories
somehow have us buried in.

What happens now?

I think this shit's just gonna
keep repeating.

That's how it's worked before.

You must have known
you were pretty special

from a very early
age, didn't you?

Me and everyone else.

No, not everyone else.

People have egos,

but very few have what
you and the others have.

- Do we have time?
- A little.

Okay, great.

Are you familiar with the
Philadelphia experiment?

No.

It's an experiment with
time travel, and it worked,

but there were
unexpected complications.

It seems that when you
send things through time,

other things can
come through, too.

The more we continued with it,

the more strange
things we'd see.

It became very apparent
that when you open a door,

it stays open.

And they kept coming through.

Who?

The things you were
seeing tonight.

And they're just a sample.

- Is it real?
- Oh, they're real.

How?

The whole body and soul thing.

They don't have to stay attached

if you know what you're doing.

You and your friends don't
know it, but you have it,

and we know how to prompt it.

I'm actually very
jealous of you.

I wish I had your skill.

I'm happy to give it away.

No, don't say that.

What's gonna happen to
us? Are you gonna kill us?

Are those things gonna kill us?

Are you familiar with
the greater good?

You know, if one person
died to save a million,

is that a good thing?

It depends if I'm the
person who's dying or not.

I suppose so.

Look, my point is, we're
on the brink of something

that's going to bring
value to this world.

We're gonna capture
a Dark Walker.

They're all gone,
every one of them.

Aliens, Muffin Man, all of them.

I guess the reset has begun.

I don't think they'll
stay away for too long.

Should we walk?

Maybe we can get further
than I got last time.

Maybe we can find someone
that'll actually help.

We'll only get as
far as they let us.

I don't want anyone to die,
and most times they don't.

Well, what about the
people around them?

I lost friends. They
lost their loved ones.

You just let that happen?

That,

that I can't control.

Look, I wish this
were a perfect world,

but keep this in mind.

Whatever you and the
others are doing,

you are attracting
these things, not me.

However the hell
your mind works,

whatever subconscious things
you're doing, it screams,

"Look at me, I'm over here."

Believe it or not, what we
do helps to save more lives

than just letting
you people roam free.

You don't have a right
to do any of this.

You're not seeing the
greater good here, Sara.

There, there are reasons
why we quarantine people.

It's to protect the others.

You are a vital part
to this research.

As much as we know about these
things, we're still learning,

and we're sorry to put
you in this position,

but we need to do
what we need to do.

Well, what about
the Dark Walker?

There are things that have
found their way into this world

that just want to kill.

They have no value
to us whatsoever.

Then there's Dark Walker.

He comes into this world
whenever there's a big tragedy

or whenever the other monsters
want to come out to play.

He negotiates.

He might be willing
to work with us,

if we can get him to talk to us.

Well, what do you want from him?

That's not for you to know.

Just know that it's
important we do this.

We're not the only country
trying to figure this out.

I get it.

If you can control him,
you can weaponize him.

I think it's
time for you to leave.

Security, I need you to
my office immediately.

I need an emergency escort.

Sun's not gonna come
up, I don't think.

Probably not.

You know, I keep
hoping we just wake up

in that conference room,

and this is just some
mass hallucination,

but I don't think
going back there

is any safer than
what's happening here.

Do you think Sara's dead?

If she existed at all.

I mean, think about it.

Your husband, my wife both
disappears, Sara, same thing.

This is really just
one person's nightmare.

- Yours or mine?
- Beats me.

But if it is your dream

and I'm just a figment
of your imagination,

could you dream better stuff?

The tropics maybe.

You bet.

What is that?

I don't know.

But I don't think he
wants to be our friend.

Go.

They're all dead. They're
moving the bodies now.

It was still a
success. He showed up.

Too bad the others had to die.

It's gonna be
hard to find new subjects.

But we still have her.

She's not really
being cooperative.

Her anger is gonna keep
her from being useful.

That's why she woke the hell up.

Just gonna have to
dispose of her.

I think we can use her.

I don't think we should jump
to getting rid of her yet.

If she'll play ball,
she'll be fine.

I respectfully disagree.
Get rid of her.

Look, I got a couple
things to get off my plate.

Get rid of her.

Hello Sara. How are you today?

You're the barbecue
guy. You're Rufus.

Uh, I am Rufus, but
I'm not a barbecue guy.

You probably know somebody
that looks a lot like me.

If you say so.

What do you call that?

A gang bang, a
doppelganger, right?

I don't care what they
call it. What's going on?

Well, what's going on is
we're gonna let you go today.

Uh, just gonna have
you take these pills.

You are gonna wake up
in your bed at home.

Doesn't that sound wonderful?

Why can't you just
drive me home?

Why do I need to be knocked out?

Well, Sara, we don't need
you coming back here.

People get upset. They
want to come back.

- They wanna do bad things.
- Why not blindfold me?

Why not just be a
good girl, Sara,

and just do as you're told?

- Shove it.
- What did you say?

Oh, I'm sorry. Maybe I
didn't say it clearly enough.

- Shove it up your ass.
- Eat 'em.

Just eat, eat 'em. Eat 'em.

Why don't you eat 'em, bitch?

Hold it right there, bitch.

How about I give you a cupcake

and you pretend
you didn't see me?

You don't have the guts
to pull the trigger.

Now hand over that gun,
or I'll kill you, bitch.

Fuck you.

- Hi Sara.
- Hi.

Can, what can I help you with?

Nothing.

- I think I can help you.
- Oh yeah?

What can you help me with?

I must give you and your
colleague some credit.

When you told me I had
connections to the other side,

I began to think.

Being locked in this room
for hours, I began to try.

Can I really bring these things
into this world consciously?

Hmm.

That's,

that's a good,
that's a good idea.

I'll tell boss about it.

- I wanna kill you right now.
- Please don't.

Why did you try to kill me?

- I did not want to.
- Why?

We can't just let you go on
the streets talking to anyone.

That would jeopardize
the experiment.

You don't seem to know
how important this is.

So fucking with my life
and killing other people

was worth it?

I know it seems that way,
but this is important.

There are things that
we have to figure out

about these things so that
we know what to do with them.

I'm gonna help you with that.

Hold on.

Hold on! Hold on!

Hold on!

- Quitting time?
- Sara?

Yeah.

How, how did you get out?

Might have something
to do with those guards

not being so good.

Oh yeah.

I, I told you they, they...

Good help is so hard to find.

Come with me in my car

and I'll, and I'll, I'll
drop you off somewhere.

No, that's okay.

How many people have you killed
with the shit you're doing?

You just, you just
don't get it, huh?

Come with me and, and, and
I'll explain all of it,

all right?

It's not fair of me

to not give you all
the information.

Was it fair that you
tried to kill me?

Kill you?

No. No.

I wanted you to join the team.

That must have been Olivia.

Huh, funny.

'Cause I thought you
had the final call

on all these things.

There's lots of red
tape. Look, let's go.

Did you get what you wanted
from this experiment?

You get your connection
to the Dark Walker?

Sadly, no,

but, but any connection
is a good connection.

So let's go.

No, I'm going, and I'm gonna
get you that connection

you wanted so badly.

I'll hook you up.

What's that supposed to mean?

Oh, it's Clawson.
You fuckin' idiot.

Why did she get out
of the building?

Who do you think?

When I come in, you're fucked.

Please don't kill me.

Please don't, please
don't kill me.

Just give, give me a chance.

Please don't kill me!

You're supposed to negotiate.

Please, please,
please don't kill me.

No, no, no.

No, no, no, no!

Somebody,

somebody help!

Somebody help me!

No, no, no.

Fuck!

You stay the hell away
from me, you hear me?

You stay the hell...

Do you know who the fuck I am?

Get away away from me! Get back!

♪ Same bullet doesn't
go through me ♪

♪ Resurrect versions
of my sanity ♪

♪ All my enemies
watch me bleed ♪

♪ Deep inside you,
all through me ♪

♪ My back is broke,
my mind is bent ♪

♪ Simple minds are
not your friend ♪

♪ Watch this with the size
of my hate-filled gaze ♪

♪ Like yesterday,
you burn ablaze ♪

♪ My methods are cold,
dark and shameless ♪

♪ A little pleasure
could ease your pain ♪

♪ and aimless ♪

♪ Pulling faces flowing
through her veins ♪

♪ Cross a line just
to play these games ♪

♪ Got lost in
thousands of details ♪

♪ A thousand faces
all look the same ♪

♪ I calling you all so bloody ♪

♪ My blood is
nothing new to me ♪

♪ I'm calling you
all so bloody ♪

♪ My blood can never let me be ♪

♪ Shake it ♪

♪ Aren't you glad
that school is out ♪

♪ I really need a change ♪

♪ See what summer's all about ♪

♪ Vacation in my brain ♪

♪ Tired of these
same old faces ♪

♪ I need someone brand new ♪

What do you want with me?

♪ Someone I can
laugh and love with ♪

♪ And tell my secrets to ♪

♪ I'm lookin' for a friend ♪

♪ I'm lookin' for a friend ♪

♪ There's so much
of life to see ♪

♪ And so little time ♪

♪ It's back to school
before I know ♪

♪ And my summer is all behind ♪

♪ And it's no fun to be alone ♪

♪ When the sun is goin' down ♪

♪ But hey, God, if
you're listenin' ♪