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Hi, I'm archaeologist Josh Gates

and our team is here
investigating rumors

that somehow an artifact
from the Assyrian Empire

from a 1000 BCE
wound up buried here

in the small German village
of Melk, but how?

Well, we must remember
that the--oh.

Uh, Silas,
should we start again?

- We'll cut around it.
- Okay.

So why this village?

Well, the artifacts
that we are 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
and none of us had a dream.

None of us.

Come on.

Okay, what have we got?

- This site was discovered when?
- Two weeks ago.

And we're the first team

- to come down here?
- Yeah.

Wow.

Look at this.

This is Akkadian, old Assyrian,

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?

Huh. And these--
these stones are different.

Silas, are you getting this?

Let's roll on this.
This is great.

No! Do not open the--mmm.

- Not where this goes.
- What are you doing?

Sorting out the odds
and ends closet. You?

- Same.
- Yeah?

- Nothing.
- Oh.

Guys, Charlie's okay?

Um, she's carrying
an armful of deadly weapons.

She's in her happy place. Hmm?

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

Do you want help
with this or not?

Actually, no.

I gave you something to do
because you're all tense.

- Who seems tense?
- Vik.

You, kind of.

That's crazy. I have axes.

Axes are my happy place.

Hmph. Told you.

I think the toy phone case
was hard on her and...

Oh, we gotta 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 seeing Anya
had no effect on you.

Absolutely not! Hmm.

We may be, in parlance
of your internet, "hot messes."

Oh, man,
we need Mrs. Astolat back.

We're way too
emotionally entangled.

She was always
a good outside voice.

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. Astolat?

Why would she call

all of our phones
at the same time?

- Ow!
- Oh, man, I just paid this 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?
- Ms. Astolat.

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

If this is
some sort of trick...

Oh, my God!

She's alive,
but a really slow pulse.

What?

They are asleep.

Right up to the historical
borders of this town, Melk.

You're not affected.

Convenient.

Always so suspicious.

A 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 town?

I was running from her.
I was on the 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.

Immortals 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 Berkely,
the Enlightenment empiricist?

- Only me.
- You're saying

the years she's ignored
will catch up with her,

that the centuries
will consume her.

- Or just wake 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. Astolat.

Stripping cars is more
of my brother's thing,

- but here you go.
- You know, one day

we're really gonna have
to talk about your family.

We searched
the town hall and that church,

found 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.

- Hmm.
- 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 of these people,

including Mrs. Astolat,

locked in dream sleep,

but they're also all in sync.

Okay. Listen to the brainwaves.

- In synced maybe means linked.
- Uh-huh.

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?

Uh-hmm.
- Or battery?

And 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 need a transmitter, so...

Oh, I saw a radio station
at the edge of town

- when I was stripping cars.
- Perfect.

Hey. Just did recon,

found something
that doesn't belong.

Rental van, Berlin registration

outside a construction site.

Right.
Well, we shall investigate.

I'll get Lysa
to the radio station.

Oh, you?

Peace to you too.

Starting to like me.

Come on.

Charlie!

What?

There's a weird shape
in the reflection.

Big red eyes,
general spooky appearance.

Is it spooky or evil?

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

It's a drone.
Looks high-end military.

You should go after it.

No, I'm not gonna leave you.

No, whoever is flying that,
that means they're awake.

Maybe they did this
or they're gonna 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.
- Uh-hmm.

Okay. Just look
for the giant antenna.

Okay.

Go be a science hero.

Science hero.

Hell yeah.

Be careful.
I don't think it's attached,

but we have to make sure
we don't damage

- what's behind it.
- Josh Gates?

Dr. Green? Connor? Hey.

I heard you were
out of the game.

- This is my director, Silas.
- Nice to meet you.

- Hey, nice to meet you.
- This is my associate,

Vikram Chamberlain,
and Merv...Lin.

Merv Lin, this is Josh Gates.
Very distinguished archeologist.

We used to work together
before I entered

the artifact retrieval sector.

Is it safe to leave?

We were working out here
when everyone passed out,

so we figured the stone wall
shielded us somehow.

I believe what you've discovered

is the key
to what happened above.

Vikram, you recognize
these magical configurations?

Hmm, an odd combination
of binding.

And a curse within a curse?

Ah, a compulsion spell.

- Uh-hmm.
- I'm sorry.

A magic spell?

- Yes.
- Oh, no.

What they mean is
the people who made it

would've 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, could we maybe cool it
with like the 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

and a 1800s Librarian can be.

You spotted that the stone
is opus caementicium?

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.

Should we?

What the hell is that?

That...is a demon.

Sorry. It's okay.
I'm here to help.

Hmm, I--sorry,

I can speak a bit of French,
maybe some German.

But what is that?
Is that Polish?

"Potwór" Huh, monster.
That is so weird.

I just realized I know monster
in like 20 different languages.

Come on.

Okay. Uh, give me that wiring.

Okay, come on.

- Lysa.
- Marzenie.

So Marzenie,

why are you not asleep?

Um...

You.

Mountain? Walk?

You're on a hike
outside of town.

Why are you here?

Where are you going? Wait, wait.

Hmm.

My family.

Me.

We're gonna save everyone.

Oh, come on.

Okay.

I'm gonna science hero
the heck out of this.

Real soon.

The demon Alu, correct?

Evil Assyrian 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.

Hmm.
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.

- Whoa.
- Indeed. Woe.

And that is
Reverie's Torque.

Alu's cultists built
that artifact

to control the sleep
and dreams of others.

According to the Library,
it was broken up.

Its pieces hidden.

The Library of...

The Library.

The Library of the Library?

Guys, come.

- Are we being cool?
- Hmm.

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 stay, open the vault,
get that first piece.

You go find the other pieces.

Ah, 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.

Come.

The Guardian?

For the Librarians in Europe?

I'm Captain Traum, of EDIE.

How do you know
about the Library?

The Americans have DOSA, yes?

The Department
for Statistical Anomalies?

To deal with magic in secret?

We're EDIE,

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 a perimeter
back three times.

We have report
of the sleeping effect

in five more towns.

Even more reason
to work together.

DOSA studies events.

We have a more
proactive mandate.

Hmm,
that's a targeting computer.

And 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.

There are hundreds
of innocent lives.

And millions more at stake.

I'm sorry, but...

Let's go! Go, go, go!

Hmm.

Frequency 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 quieted down.
So, now's our chance.

Ready?

Okay.

This is not good.

Okay.

We're just gonna be
really, really quiet

and everything's gonna be okay.

Seriously?

Come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Hey, Charlie. Little busy.

Work faster, Lysa.

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 countermand
the launch.

But...

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.

According to the map,

these streets are laid out
in a binding circle.

Revelatum.

Names, of course.

Because the legend is,
no one in Melk 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 Torque,

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
would be too great.

Which is why
I cannot be the one.

Vikram, I only tasted
the magic of the bracelets.

That Torque?

I would drink it dry.

I couldn't help myself.

But 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.

Is there nowhere,
there's no time you would go?

Well...

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 some 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 Torque.

- 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!
- No! No!

- 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.

Sorry.

Right.

This is the spot.

Mrs. Astolat.

You'd still hesitate to use
Reverie's Torque, Vikram?

To save her?

To save all of them?

Ah, Connor.

They kicked me out.

They called me everything
I always feared.

Connor, you are right.

- They are wrong.
- It's true.

I can't get the piece
of the Torque.

Yes. Yes, you can.

Now, tell me the pattern
from the vault.

Uh, first, then third,

fifth, then second, then fourth.

Excellent.

Now Connor, don't forget,

you were right.

Now get that piece.

Huh. How anti-climactic.

Merlin.

Bravo.

Lysa.

- How are you faring?
- Well, I haven't even wired in

my frequency modulator yet,

but...

Vikram, I can't do this.

She's gonna lose her family.

Lysa,

your mind has never failed us.

If--hold on.

I have Charlie
on 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.

No.

Lysa's at the radio station.

Tell me Connor's with you.

He's back at the inn.

That'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!
- No!

Get him out of here!

We need that piece!

You don't know
what you're doing!

- Sir?
- Vikram,

we must reassemble the Torque.

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

- How did they call me?
- Sir?

Our phones do not work.

Ow!

Somebody fried our phones.

Ah, yes!

Sometimes, dreams can reveal
the truth reality obscures.

The rage demon.

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 with a man
that he respects,

- calling his sanity into doubt.
- None of this matters.

If the missile hits,
were all about to die.

Not Lysa,
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.

Vikram, your hand.

Now, that is clever.

Hmm.

They wouldn't dare hide pieces

of the Torque 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 are you able to see
outside dreams?

Hmm. My training in India.

Wait.

We are in one shared dream

between all the sleepers, yes?

- Hmm.
- Connor, Lysa, 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.

Now hold on there.

Am I drunk?

I'm Captain Traum of EDIE.

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 my logic.

Toss me that.

Ugh.

Make it stop!

Right.

I'm going.

Oh, oh, that hurts.

- Vikram?
- Lysa. Yes.

I'm dream-hopping.

Change of plan. Here.

Use what you built earlier,

override the missile,
send a self-destruct.

I don't know if I can do that.

- Oh, yes, you can.
- Okay.

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

But we need to hurry.

Oh, hello, young lady.

How would you like a hard candy?

- Hmm?
- Oh, come on!

- Done.
- Let's go!

- Marzenie.
- Marzenie.

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

Okay.

But first,

I need to go to the bath.

Ahh!

Yes, yes, very nice.

No more missile.

Vikram, why are you old?

Because I am using
your subconscious mind

to be here.

And apparently,
this is how you see me.

- Huh.
- Care to explain?

I'm sure it's out of love.

Hmm, right.

I need to go
and visit Connor in his dream.

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

Everybody's lives depend
on you giving me that piece.

I'm not gonna hand this artifact
over based on some crazy theory.

It's not a crazy theory.

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.

Wow.

Thank you very much, Vikram.

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. Pfft!

I mean,
I'd say "boon companion"?

Ha!

What?

Oh, you people. Still?

Until the situation is resolved,
I'm in command.

You have to listen.

Is he shorter?

Oh, dear, no.

I have just realized
that we have made

a terrible mistake.

We have fallen
right into Alu'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, Alu, could trick us

in searching our dreams
for the pieces of the Torque.

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, Lysa.

But they were lost.
We were gonna die in our dream.

So he would have fished it
from the wreckage of your minds.

After all, Alu has been here
the whole time.

"Traum" in German is dream,
is it not?

In Polish, "Marzenia" is...

Also dream.

That's why you were such a jerk.

You're not Josh Gates.
You're a nightmare.

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 Torque.

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 your destiny.

You!

What have you done?

Nothing.

One of the most
powerful artifacts

in human history
and whose hands is it 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.

Hmm, 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.

Alu did not know
about the Librarians,

so he could not recruit us

to find pieces of the Torque
hidden in dreams.

Oh, come, come.

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're not handing me
a dream, Merlin.

You're asking me
to live my nightmare.

Come with us,
of your own free will.

What are you doing?

- His 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 bracelets.

He refused
the power of the Torque.

He's trying, Elaine.

It has to count for something.

And I do not know
if we can help you,

but it is
our responsibility to try.

Connor Green?

Josh Gates.

Hey, how are you holding up?

Um, what happened?

Gas leak.
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
artifacts trade.

Close enough.

But you should get some rest.

Yeah.

Hey,

I had the weirdest dream. Uh...

Anyway, good seeing you,
Dr. Green.

Good to be seen.

As Dr. Green.

Okay.

I have a baseline
of your magic levels.

I just have to go check
my calculations.

Thank you.

No.

No, thank 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.
- Uh-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.

Uh-hmm.

Like, Vikram Chamberlain

is so dependable.

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

Lysa Pascal.

Care to explain?

Hey, I was very stressed
and I conjured up

the most comforting
version of you.

And what is more comforting
than a Grampy?

A Pop-pop.

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.
A hype man.

And the relationship
between headliner

and a hype man is very sacred.

Uh-hmm. And I suppose

I was an amusing figure
in your dream.

No, you weren't
in my dream at all.

- It was a delight.
- Hmm.

Hmm, I am still the master
of Reverie's Torque.

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.
- Oh, no, I don't think that's--

Merlin, 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
where it can still be saved.

I can absorb magic.

And I can train the power
of Reverie's Torque

and go back
to where it all went wrong.

No.