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Hi, I'm archaeologist Josh Gate, and our team is here investigating rumors that

somehow an artifact from the Assyrian Empire from a thousand BCE wound up

buried here in the small German village of Melk. But how?

Well, we must remember that the...

Silas, should we start again? We'll cut around it. Okay.

So why this village? Well, the artifact that we're pursuing is reportedly

related to dreams and sleep.

And here in the village of Melk, so the legend goes, no one has ever had a

dream. And cut.

Okay, spooky stuff. You guys ready to head into the basement?

What's up?

The crew came in last night to prep.

We all slept at the inn then.

None of us had a dream.

None of us.

Come on.

Okay. What have we got?

This site was discovered when?

And we're the first team to come down here?

Yeah.

Wow.

Look at this. This is Akkadian. Old Aetherian.

but with Latin mixed in, which makes no sense.

Beware the walker of the night.

He that eats, no, devours. He that devours souls

is bound in four parts, rings.

And these, these stones are different.

Silas, are you getting this? I draw them in.

Great.

No! Do not open the...

Not where this goes.

What are you doing? Sorting out the odds and ends closet. Do you?

Same.

Yeah. Nothing. Oh.

Guys, Charlie's okay.

I'm carrying an armful of deadly weapons. She's in a happy place.

No, no. That is for my stack of supposition.

Do you want help with this or not?

Absolutely no. I gave you something to do because you're all tense. Who seems

tense? You, kind of.

That's crazy. I have axes.

Axes? Let me have your things.

Told you.

I think the toy phone case was hard on her.

We've got to respect her space.

Well, no, sometimes you have to ask questions, you know, when people aren't

comfortable bringing up... Never mind. I've got work to do.

Oh, man, we screwed that up. Do you think Lysa was talking about Charlie

when actually she wanted us to ask about her?

Ask her about how she feels seeing her dead parents?

Yeah, pretty much.

Hey, Charlie. I said I was fine.

Much like you've been unsettled since you saw your long-lost love, who came to

hate you.

Oh, because you think Anya had no effect on you. Absolutely not.

We may be, in parlance of your internet, hot messes. Oh, man, we didn't miss an

athlete back.

We're way too emotionally intact, but she was always a good outside boy. She

won't be back until she finds Merlin, no? We have to figure this out

ourselves.

Speaking of, she's calling.

She's calling me too.

Mrs. Atulet?

Why would she call all of our phones at the same time?

Oh, man, I just paid this all off.

Merlin.

So much for never using magic again. The use of magic here is completely

justified. There was no other way to contact you to save her. To save who?

Mrs. Astolat.

I need you to come here and save Mrs. Astolat.

It's some sort of trick.

Oh, my God.

She's alive, but a really slow pulse.

They are asleep.

Right up to the historical borders of this town.

Milk. You're not affected.

Convenient.

Always so suspicious.

This spell, regardless of how powerful, is nothing compared to what I once

contained. Mrs. Astolat. Indeed. Mrs. Astolat, please.

Mrs. A?

Oh, my God.

I found her like that. She must have arrived in town after me.

Why are you in this tower?

I was running from her. I was on a train, saw the name of the village, and

remembered an odd legend about this place even back in my day.

Curiosity got the better of me.

She's asleep, too.

Yes.

That's the problem.

Immortal don't sleep.

They are immortal to a certain extent.

Because their force of will overrides the rules of the universe.

Their perception defines their reality.

And once they stop perceiving... The rules kick in.

The Universal Observer is back in charge.

The Universal Observer?

Bishop Barkley, the Enlightenment Imperative?

Only, you're saying the years she's ignored will catch up with her.

That the centuries will consume her.

We'll just wait them up. I've already tried that.

This slumber is supernatural.

So, we discover what's causing it and stop it.

We are not going to lose, Mrs. Affleck.

Dripping cars is more of my brother's thing, but here you go.

You know, one day we're really going to have to talk about your family.

We searched the town hall and that church. There are no records that could

explain the curse.

How are the sleepers?

Well, in an ideal situation, we would have a wireless network rigged up to

monitor everybody, but somebody fried our phones.

Yeah, luckily, though, I was able to recover mine enough to use a medical

app. Okay, so in...

Ordinary sleep. We're in REM state, which is like a dream sleep, 20% of the

time. But not only are all these people, including Mrs. Aslatt, locked in dream

sleep, but they're also all in sync.

Okay, listen to the brainwave.

Synced maybe means linked.

Like they're all having the same dream.

Or making the same dream.

As you know, I spent my youth abroad in India, Africa, and what you now call the

Middle East.

There were many mystical traditions in which a group of individual sleepers

would combine their energy to create a single shared dreamscape. So they're all

one big dream generator?

Or battery?

We dare not break Elaine's connection to the rest. It could be fatal to her. So I

think I could wake them, but it's not as simple as any sound.

The trick is, you generate a tone that matches this, sync it up, and then

disrupt it. We could use the radios from the cars parked around town, and... No,

I'd need a transmitter, though. Oh, I saw a radio station at the edge of town

when I was stripping cars. Perfect. Hey, I just did recon. Found something that

doesn't belong.

Renault van, Berlin registration, outside of construction site. Right.

Well, we shall investigate.

I'll get Liza to the radio station.

Oh, you?

Peace to you, too.

Starting to like me.

Come on.

This is a weird shape in the reflection.

Big red eyes. General spooky appearance.

Spooky or evil?

Oh, I would say 30% spooky and like 70% evil.

The drone. It's high-end military.

We should go after it. No, I'm not going to leave you. No, whoever is flying

that, that means they're awake.

Maybe they did this or they're going to help us. Either way, we have to find

out. It's okay. I'll be careful. Go.

Okay.

The radio station is four blocks that way, right on the edge of town. Okay,

just look for the giant antenna.

Okay.

Copy, Science Hero.

Science Hero.

Hell yeah.

Be careful. I don't think it's attacked, but we have to make sure we don't damage

what's behind it.

Dr. Green?

Connors? Hey, I heard you were out of the game.

This is my director, Silas.

Hey, nice to meet you. This is my associate victim, Chamberlain, and

Merv... Lynn.

Merv Lynn, this is Josh Gates, very distinguished archaeologist. We used to

work together before I entered the artifact retrieval sector.

This is St. Lee.

We were working on her when everyone passed out, so we figured this stone

wall. Shielded it somehow. I believe what you've discovered is the key to

what happened above.

Rickram, do you recognize these magical configurations?

An odd combination of binding.

And? A curse within a curse?

Ah, a compulsion spell.

I'm sorry, a magic spell?

Yes. No, what they mean is the people who made it would have considered it

magic. Not us. That would be crazy.

Could you excuse us, please?

Yeah, Josh is kind of a big deal, and he really used to respect my work, so

couldn't he be cool with, like, magic a little?

Connor, are you embarrassed by us?

No. No.

Never. Come on, you can never embarrass me. Just please be as cool as a thousand

-year-old wizard in an 1800s library.

You've spotted that this stone is Opus Caimanticum? At first I thought it was a

hoax, but yes.

I think we've both seen enough Pozzolanic ash to know the real deal.

Ash!

Okay. The stone continues behind the facade. In fact, I think there's

artwork behind here. You see this?

Oh.

Uh-huh.

What the hell is that?

That is a demon.

Sorry. It's okay.

I'm here to help.

Sorry,

I can speak a bit of French, maybe some German, but what is that? Is that

Polish? Polish.

Monster.

That is so weird. I just realized I know monster in like 20 different languages.

Come on.

Okay. Give me that wiring.

Okay, come on.

Liza.

So,

why are you not asleep?

You?

Mountain?

Walk? You're on a hike outside of town.

Why are you here?

Where are you? Wait, wait, wait.

My family.

Me.

We're going to save everyone.

I'm going to sign through the heck out of this.

Real soon.

Demon Alu, correct?

Evil Aetherian sleep demon.

That's right. According to legend, puts his victims into comas and tortures them

in their dreams.

A malevolent creature who always wanted to escape the dream realm.

Legend has it, if enough people dream about him at the same time, he will

manifest in the waking world and woe be to us.

Indeed,

woe. And that is Reverie's talk.

Alu's cultists built that artifact to control the sleep and dreams of others.

According to the library, it was broken up.

This piece is hidden.

The library of... The library.

The library of the library?

Yes.

Are we being cool? Oh, yeah.

Killing it.

So, want to bet that one of those pieces was buried here back when this was a

remote Roman outpost? So, I say, open the vault.

Get that first piece. You go find the other pieces. See, you are embarrassed

by us.

It's just... It's just nice to be around academics again, you know?

I thought my reputation was... It's just nice.

Who

are

you?

Why don't you sleep?

I'm Charlie Cornwall.

The Guardian.

For the librarians in Europe.

I'm Captain Traum of 80.

How do you know about the library?

The Americans have DOSA, yes?

The Department for Statistical Anomalies.

To deal with magic and secrets.

We're 80.

The European Department of Inexplicable Events.

We also deal in magic.

We should coordinate.

My team is in town working on a solution.

What? The effect is spreading.

We had to move the perimeter back three times.

We have reports of the sleeping effect in five more towns.

Even more reason to work together.

Those are studies events.

We have a more proactive mandate.

That's a targeting computer.

It's counting down.

You launched a missile? We were ordered to destroy the source of the effect. The

source is in that town. Now we have to move out of the blast radius before

impact. They're off.

of innocent lives. And millions more, Snake. I'm sorry, but...

Let's

go! Go, go, go!

First,

the modulator.

This is gonna, uh...

Wake everyone up, I think.

Unfortunately, we have to sneak back to the broadcasting booth to get the signal

out. It's quite a down, so now's our chance.

Ready? Okay.

Seriously.

Hey, Charlie.

A little busy.

Work faster, Liza.

There's a missile incoming.

What's that noise?

Oh, well, you know, just a giant monster. I'm a little bit more concerned

about the missile.

I have the targeting computer, but I can't count him on the launch. But if

you wake everyone up, They'll call it off. Okay, so I should definitely go do

that.

You know, maybe you can rewire this thing.

Give me control.

You know, I'll pick you up.

Okay.

God. Okay.

So I just have to wear this.

Into that.

You see the stones?

Yes. Imported from Syria.

Buried at intervals.

Back all into the map.

These streets are laid out in a binding circle.

Rebel Artem.

Yes, of course.

As the legend is, no one in milk can ever dream.

That's because those dreams would give Alu power.

A town without dreams is a perfect trap for a nightmare demon.

When we find Reverie's talk, you must use it to wake these people.

Once it is rebuilt, Alu will try to seize control.

If you don't control it, he will. The temptation will be too great.

Which is why I cannot be the one.

Vikram, I only tasted the magic of the bracelets.

The talk.

I won't drink it dry.

I couldn't help myself.

Do you?

Vikram, why can you not see it?

You are the right man, the right time to use magic the right way. You're casting

me as your new Arthur. Better Arthur.

If you could control people's dreams, think of the good you could inspire.

Think of the hate you could stop.

Dream logic transcends time and space.

To the nowhere, no time you would go.

I will consider it.

Yeah, yeah. This pattern is the same magical notation as the

seal of Archimedes. The seal of Archimedes was a fake.

You don't actually believe this is the kind...

Silas, tell me you're filming

this. Oh, yeah. We're rolling.

Some kind of...

Primitive magnets.

No, sorry.

That's the reverie's twerk.

That's magic.

You sound crazy.

You're looking at a floating piece of magical artifact, and I'm the problem?

I don't know what this trick is, but it's a legend about a sleep demon in a

town where everybody suddenly fell asleep.

Not so much of a legend right now.

So the stories were true.

The rumors you'd gone off the deep end, joined the...

Conspiracy nuts.

Demon hunting and magic artifacts.

Silas, still rolling?

We're getting it all.

I'll make sure everybody knows that Dr.

Connor Green has lost his damn mind.

Get him out of here! Get him out of here! I need that piece, Josh! We have

serious work to do. We need that piece! You don't know what you're doing!

Right. This is the spot.

This is the last of them.

You'd still hesitate to use reverie to talk to them?

Save her?

Save all of them?

Connor! They kicked me out.

They called me... Everything wrong with Spears.

Connor, you are right.

They are wrong.

It's true. I can't get the piece of the torch.

Yes. Yes, you can.

Now, tell me the pattern from the vault.

First, then third, fifth, then second, then fourth. Excellent.

Now, Connor, don't forget.

You were right.

Now get that piece.

I'm anticlimactic.

Merlin.

Ronald.

Lysa.

How are you faring? Well, I haven't even wired in my proxy modulator yet, but...

The Kermit can't do this.

The Kermit will lose her family.

Lysa.

Your mind has never failed us.

Yes. Hold on. I'm Charlie. You're the other line. Wait, no.

Charlie.

Sir, there's a missile incoming.

A missile?

How are these calls getting worse?

I'm going to have to beat up about four highly trained NATO soldiers and steal

their jeep.

Then I can pick you up and we can get out of town together.

Where are you?

Uh, the village square.

Oh.

Life is at the radio station.

Tell me Connor's with you.

He's back at the inn.

It's a triangle.

You're all five minutes apart. I can only save one of you.

I have to choose.

Get him out of here! Get him out of here!

Sir? Vikram, we must reassemble the talk.

The others will fail. We must put together the pieces.

How did they call me? Sir?

Our phones do not work.

Somebody fried our phones.

Ah, yes.

Sometimes. Dreams can reveal the truth. Reality obscures.

The rage demon.

You remember when we confessed our fears?

I'd rather not. It was all a bit maudlin. Charlie's was that one day

she'd have to choose which one of us to save.

Connor's was the man that he respects, calling his sanity into doubt.

Not this matter that the missile hits were all about to die. Not life, sir.

She's not in the village.

She said something about losing a family.

It's their fears.

It's their nightmares.

Merlin. We have been asleep since we got here.

Oh,

dear.

Vicar, your hand.

Now, that is clever.

They wouldn't dare hide pieces of the talk in the real world where Alu's

cultists could find them.

But hide them inside dreams. And then curse the town to never dream, thus

sealing them away forever.

That fellow Gates broke the seal, so now they can sleep and dream. Giving Alu a

way into dream space so he could hunt for the missing pieces.

How were you able to see outside dreams?

My training in India.

Right.

We are in one shared dream between all the sleepers, yes?

Can't realize that Charlie, they are in their own nightmare, but those

nightmares are all connected.

Yes, that's it.

I remember a technique. I was taught by a magician in Calcutta.

I think I can hop into Charlie's nightmare.

Hold on there.

Am I drunk?

I'm Captain Tom of 80.

If you move, we'll shoot you. Oh, shut up.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

God, I look like Byron's underwear drawer.

Charlie!

Sir? Ah, so, in your subconscious, I am a drunken fop.

No. We have to get out of here.

The missile will kill us.

Yes, it might.

It's her nightmare.

We could actually die.

Sir, we are out of time.

No, we are not.

Dream logic.

Toss me that.

May is up!

Right.

I'm going.

I

don't

know if I can do that. Oh, yes, you can.

You can fix Charlie's nightmare because it's not yours.

But we need Ari.

Oh, hello, young lady.

Would you like a hard candy?

Oh, come on!

Done. Let's go!

What about the monster?

You're gone near.

Boy, I come most share spot here.

A dear death not.

Marjanie. Marjanie!

Well, let's get out of here, shall we?

But first, I need to go to the bar.

What's this?

Yes, yes, very nice.

No more, Miss Kyle.

Why are you all... Because I'm using your subconscious mind to be here.

And apparently, this is how you see me.

Care to explain?

I'm sure it's out of love.

Right. I need to go and visit Connor in his dream.

But when I get back, we're so grounded.

Everybody's lives depend on you giving me that piece. I'm not going to hand

this artifact over based on some crazy theory.

It's not a... Thank you, Connor.

Nice to know you perceive me as I am.

Wait a minute, how'd you do that? Oh, don't worry about that. I'm here to tell

you that Connor Green is right.

About everything.

His encyclopedic knowledge of history combined with his newfound expertise of

the occult make him one of the rarest brains in the world.

Well, thank you very much, Vicar. Oh, I've lost count the number of times

we've relied on Connor Green's brilliance.

He's probably a better librarian than I am. Oh, my word, I get it now!

Really, Connor?

Really? In your dream, I'm your sidekick?

No. I mean, I'd say moon companion.

Ha!

You people.

Still. Until the situation is resolved, I'm in command. You have to listen.

Charter.

Oh, dear, no.

I have just realized that we have made a terrible mistake.

We have fallen right into Ali's trap.

You are just so pleased with yourself, aren't you? Please don't antagonize the

giant nightmare demon.

No, no, he knew he could not find the pieces.

So why not use people, hmm, who are experts at tracking down artifacts?

Librarians.

We have been asleep since we got here.

So that he, Alou, could trick us in searching our dreams for the pieces of

the talk.

Wait, no, I didn't get a piece, did you?

Dream logic.

The piece is important.

And so it took the form of the most important part of your nightmares.

For you, Charlie, it was the targeting computer.

And the frequency modulator that you so desperately improvised later.

But they were lost.

We were going to die in our dream.

Oh, you would have fished it from the wreckage of your mind.

After all, Alou has been here the whole time.

Traum in German is dream, is it not?

In Polish, mazdenia is?

Also dream.

That's why you were such a jerk. You're not Josh Gates. You're a nightmare.

Oh. Oh. Ah.

Actually, no. Sorry.

It was that fellow.

Oh, wow. Oh, wow. Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.

What is happening?

No.

I don't think so.

Vikram, she's running out of time.

You found the talk.

Use it.

Banish the demon.

I mustn't. If you don't use it, Alu will take it.

He will walk the world and consume the dreams of the living.

Vikram, it is yours.

Be careful, be careful, be careful.

What have you done?

Nothing.

One of the most powerful artifacts in human history and whose hands it is in.

The librarians.

Not mine.

I turned down the chance to use magic, but he used it.

And saved everyone.

Including you.

Charlie, Lysa, Connor, go check the sleepers. See if anyone else needs aid.

Sir, are you sure?

I'll check on Gates.

You control the dreams of all men.

You can be the new Arthur.

You can build a golden age.

They're just dreams.

All change begins when someone dreams a new reality.

To create a new world without fear, without hate.

Yes, that would be incredible.

The only problem is, I know it's a lie.

Alu didn't trick us here.

You did, Merlin.

Well done.

So he could not recruit us to find pieces of the talk hidden in dreams.

Oh, come, come.

The library is ancient.

He could very easily... No, Merlin, I know you arranged all of this to put

this power in my hands.

But I will not be your new Arthur.

The world is in pain.

With that artifact, you could save millions.

Millions.

You could be a god.

A god.

I would be all-powerful and alone.

You are not handing me a dream, Merlin.

You are asking me to live my nightmare.

Come with us.

Of your own free will. What are you doing?

He's thirst for magic. Came about because I woke up the annex.

I did.

He only used magic when you kidnapped him.

And we dragged him along on our quest to retrieve the Gemini bracelet.

He refused the power of the talk.

He is trying, Elaine.

Let's have the camp for something.

I do not know if we can help you.

But it is our responsibility to try.

Connor Green?

It's us, Gates.

Hey.

What? What happened?

Death week.

Yeah, whole town was affected.

Yeah. Hey, you know, I heard some crazy rumors about you.

Conspiracy stuff.

Oh? But then I ran into Dr. Newman, Simone.

And she told me it was all just a cover for your new intelligence job. Stopping

the black market artifact trade.

Close enough.

But you should get some rest. Yeah.

Hey, I had the weirdest dream.

Anyway, good seeing you, Dr. Green.

Good to be thin.

Thanks, Dr. Green.

Okay, I have a baseline of your magic levels. I just have to go check my

calculations. Thank you.

No.

No, thank you.

Him. I'm still pretty mad about the whole nightmare thing. Oh, and the

pretending to be me thing.

And also, you constantly trying to escape thing.

I think that's fair.

Mm-hmm.

So, uh, that version of you in my dream?

You mean the secret image of me in your head as a drunken dandy, yes?

Yeah. Yeah, it's probably the nightmare version of you.

Mm-hmm.

Like, Vikram Chamberlain is so dependable.

It'd be a nightmare if you weren't.

Like the Pascal.

Fair to explain.

Hey, I was very stressed, and I conjured up the most comforting version of you.

And what is more comforting than a Granby?

A papa. We agreed to never use those words.

Hey, hey, hey, we were best buds in my dream. I was your sidekick. No, no, no.

Not sidekick. Uh, hype man. And the relationship between Headliner...

And a hype man is very sacred.

And I suppose I was an amusing figure in your dream.

No, you weren't in my dream at all. It was a delight.

I am still the master of reverie's talk.

Perhaps I should use it to send us back into a shared dream so you can see how

all of you unconsciously perceive each other.

No, thank you.

No.

Marlene?

No, I understand you are not worthy.

I've spent my entire life looking for men who are worthy.

The world has collapsed.

Beyond salvation.

I have to go back and save it at a time when it can still be saved.

I can absorb magic.

And I can train the power of Reverie's talk.

And go back to where it all went wrong.

No.