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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 ♪

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♪ All my enemies watch me bleed ♪

♪ Deep inside you, all through me ♪

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♪ Simple minds are not your friend ♪

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♪ and aimless ♪

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♪ Shake it ♪

♪ Aren't you glad that school is out ♪

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♪ 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 ♪

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♪ When the sun is goin' down ♪

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