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What can I do for

you, ma'am?

I'm looking for a package.

A package?

I'm afraid I don't quite understand.

You think I'm a fucking idiot?

I know you're the informant I'm supposed to meet you.

Alright, it's me.

Come around back.

Alright, what about this package?

Do you know who's selling it to M'Baktu?

Word is it's already arrived in Tasmea.

First, we need to discuss the price.

Information like this is worth gold.

As promised, one million TAS.

At that price, you can sit on your ass for three years here.

You think this little display is going to intimidate me?

Give me your gun.

Now, the knife.

You missed your target.

No.

I need you alive to get the information out of you.

What are you going to do?

Last I checked, you don't have any weapons left.

I don't need one.

M'Baktu offered me four times as much to capture you.

Apparently, there's quite a price on your head.

Otherwise, I'd have killed you already.

You'll regret this soon enough.

When you're lying on the floor with my gun pressed to your temple, you'll beg

me to spare you, but I'll shoot you anyway.

I'm scared.

If I were you, I'd cooperate.

It would be a shame to damage that pretty face.

I'll leave her to you.

It's been a pleasure, Elira Kaen.

Well, pretty girl, cooperate and maybe you'll stay alive.

So you're the one getting hit first?

Quit acting smart.

It's three against one.

I've faced worse.

Oof, that's gotta hurt.

Got it!

Playtime's over, sweetheart.

You got that right.

So, did you fuck her up?

No, I'll tell you anything you want to know.

Please, please.

Let's pick up where we left off.

The package, where is it?

Alistair Donovan, that's his name.

But that's all I know.

He's already here in Tasmea.

The exchange is tomorrow.

Okay.

Any last prayers?

No, please.

I have a family.

They all say that.

Hiding from the storm?

I'm not going to eat you.

Relax.

Are you from around here?

I live in building 34B.

I'm at the Sector Orphanage.

Not the most fun place, but...

I've seen worse.

I like exploring, and this place is perfect for satisfying my curiosity.

Do you want to come?

Don't you have parents?

No.

I was dropped off at the orphanage when I was two.

I don't remember anything from before.

It must be sad not having parents.

You make do.

So, are you coming?

My mother will worry.

Come on, just five minutes.

There's a walkway up there.

You can see all of Neom from it.

It'll be our little secret.

Okay.

Do you know what they used to make here?

Clothes and military equipment.

Back when there were still human tailors.

These days, robots do it in a few minutes.

That's how my mom lost her job.

What did she do?

She made skylets.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to kill the mood.

E. Navarro.

Do you think these people are still alive?

It's so old.

My eyes?

Is that it?

It's an extremely rare genetic mutation.

My family probably has it too.

Do you see in purple?

And you, do you see in green?

Good point.

Did you draw all over yourself?

When I'm older, I'll have lots of tattoos.

What do they mean?

Everything and nothing at the same time.

But later, I want my body to be covered in printed circuits.

You don't seem unhappy.

Are you?

I go to school in Sector 4.

The others think I'm poor.

They don't want me.

You know, it's kind of the same for me with the other kids at the orphanage.

How do you do it?

Here's some advice.

Don't care what they think.

Follow your own path.

We're not so different, you and me.

I'm starting to think so.

You know, there's a saying I really like.

We're in the same boat.

Yeah.

In the same boat.

Hey, look!

It stopped raining.

Come on, let's go up to the roof.

Don't you think this might be dangerous?

Of course not.

Don't worry, I'm used to this.

Come on, faster.

Woohoo!

See?

It's beautiful from up here.

One day, I'll live over there.

That's good.

At least you have a goal.

I don't know who I am.

I don't know where I'm going.

Doesn't that make you sad?

No.

I've learned to live with it.

Will we see each other again?

I'd say it's looking that way.

I have to go home.

Mom will worry.

It doesn't look very sturdy, though.

Don't worry.

It's been through worse.

No!

It hurts!

I'm coming!

It hurts.

I think you've just sprained your ankle.

It's going to be okay.

You'll remember your first urban exploration for a long time.

Do you want me to help you upstairs?

No, I'll be fine.

It doesn't hurt as much now.

Thank you.

I've never had this much fun before.

Me neither.

Can we be friends?

We already are, aren't we?

Kya.

That's my name.

Nery.

See you around, Kya.

See you around.

Good morning, Kya.

I'm sorry about yesterday.

I never should have used you as bait.

I underestimated the man we were dealing with.

I'm sorry, too.

I'm not really in any condition to receive visitors.

Are you sure you're all right?

Yes, I'll be all right.

I just need time to recover from the trauma.

I'm resilient.

What you went through was no small matter.

We have a team of psychologists available if you need support.

Talking can help you process an emotional trauma.

I'm fine, I assure you.

What did Kolt say to you before we arrived?

He was very cryptic.

He only told me he was going to torture me.

You should never have had to go through that.

But you survived.

And you found the killer.

What's going to happen to him?

What happens to him is no longer your concern.

You'll never see him again.

Now that this case is closed, it's time you were rewarded.

The supervisor of the Department of Transportation has just retired.

We need someone competent and dedicated.

Congratulations, Supervisor Ryss.

Thank you.

It's an honor.

I believe you'll prove yourself worthy of it.

This is where our paths part.

Put this whole affair behind you.

I wish you well in your new life.

Thank you, Orvyn.

My little girl made it.

I'm so proud of you.

You know where we came from.

This is a miracle.

We'll be able to get a bigger apartment now.

Maybe in Sector One.

When do you start?

This afternoon.

Apparently there are a lot of files to go through.

Important ones.

Neom is counting on me.

Supervisor Ryss, the maintenance contract for Line F is about to expire.

You'll need to decide whether to renew the current contractor's agreement.

Supervisor Ryss?

That will be all.

I'll take a closer look at it.

You may go.

Wait.

I know you.

Serena, isn't it?

We were in the same class.

I'm sorry for everything.

I really am.

We were just children.

I...

There's no need to apologize.

You said it yourself.

We were children.

What matters now is what we choose to do today.

I'm counting on you to support me.

Thank you, Supervisor Ryss.

I'll leave you to prepare a report on the traffic buckle necks in Sector Six.

I need all the relevant information before I can consider possible solutions.

And here she is.

Right under my command.

What an irony.

All these people, working as one for a machine that manipulates them.

I can't just stand by and do nothing.

Not now that I know what's really going on in high places.

Only one person can truly understand me now.

Nery.

I mean, would you look at this beauty?

And to what do I owe the honor of your visit, Madam Supervisor?

Listen, Nery.

What I'm about to tell you is serious.

I need to talk about it.

What?

Oh.

What I'm about to tell you, no one can know.

Not even my mother knows.

Please, don't tell anyone.

I promise you.

Do you have any coffee around here?

You're going to need it strong.

Whoa.

This must really be something.

So, we're being manipulated?

I think so.

I'm scared, Nery.

Of what they might do to us.

Me too.

And for all I know, my implant could be making me do things I don't want to do.

I want it out.

I don't want this thing in my head for one second longer.

Don't panic, Nery.

We'll find a solution.

I don't know what to think anymore.

Should I keep pretending?

Accept the position I've always dreamed of and live comfortably?

Or search for the truth, even if it means losing everything?

Kya, do you realize?

You're the only person in this country without a functioning implant.

You're the only one they can't control.

And that may be our only chance to understand what's really happening.

I can't help you any further.

My implant still works.

If I confront them directly, I'll be frozen in place.

But you?

You can still act.

You are free.

What if I make a mistake?

I keep thinking about my mother.

About everything we've been through.

I finally have something stable.

This position, it's everything I've ever wanted.

Shouldn't I just accept it, look the other way and go on with my life?

It's precisely because you're thinking about your mother that you have to see

this through.

Because if what you suspect is true, then living in that illusion means

becoming complicit in what they're doing.

And you're better than that.

You say that like it's easy.

It isn't easy.

It's impossible, even.

But you're the only one who can do it.

And if you choose to do nothing, that's your right.

But deep down you'll carry it with you forever.

I think you're right.

What now?

What do I do?

In this situation you have no other option.

Only one person can give you the information you need.

Only one.

Drayen Kolt.

This is absurd.

I can't.

Do you know what he did to me?

Do you know what I felt?

I thought I was going to die.

Sometimes, Kya.

Those who cause the most harm are also the only ones who know how to repair the

damage.

You don't have to trust him.

You just have to get what only he can give you.

I'd rather he were dead.

And yet, he's alive.

And so are you.

Okay.

I'll do it.

For Neom.

For Neom.

We're in the same boat.

Same boat.

To the end.

So, we meet again sooner than expected.

I wanted to see you.

I remembered an important detail.

I don't think our investigation is over.

Hmm.

I've given this a lot of thought.

And I doubt Kolt acted alone.

If he has an accomplice, we need to find out who it is.

Kolt asked to speak with you.

And no one else.

He wanted to see me?

I refused.

He doesn't get to dictate the terms.

You had completed your assignment.

Now that you're back and want to see the assignment through, I think you should

question him.

And, I hope, put any remaining doubts to rest.

Kolt is still being held on these premises.

He'll soon be transferred to Selene, where he'll remain for the rest of his

life.

Given recent events, I urge you to be careful, Kya.

Seeing your torture again is likely to be traumatic.

Don't worry.

I can handle it.

If you start to feel unwell, don't hesitate.

Step outside.

I was beginning to think I'd never see you again.

You wanted to see me.

Here I am.

I need to talk to you.

I'm not here to waste my time.

So you're going to tell me exactly what you did.

It's true.

I owe you an explanation.

I don't want to hear it.

Explanations?

You cut my skull open!

It's going to take a hell of a lot more than explanations!

And yet, if I hadn't done what I did, you wouldn't be here.

You never would have questioned anything.

I provoked you deliberately.

When you tried to stab me with that scalpel, I knew you were free.

Your implant was inactive.

And that made you only the second person in the country truly capable of making

a choice.

You strapped me to a bed.

You played on my fear.

You ripped something out of me!

And you expect me to believe to set me free?!

Yes.

Because it was the only way.

You would have refused otherwise.

Alright.

I'm listening.

As I told you last time, my implant was deactivated.

But what I didn't tell you was what I discovered afterwards.

This isn't just about violence or impulse control.

It's more insidious.

More pervasive.

After the accident in the laboratory, when I regained consciousness, I became

aware of thoughts that felt alien.

As if my ideas had never truly been my own.

As if another very distant voice had always been guiding me.

I began to doubt.

To question everything.

I thought I was losing my mind.

And that's when I did what I should never have done.

I hacked into Solvek's personal computer.

The professor's computer?

The one I found at his home?

It was password protected.

That wasn't always the case.

One day, he invited me to his home for a drink.

Don't get me started on work.

Professor Narvaal, what an asshole.

That's life.

Master, you're needed at the resident's reception desk.

Huh.

What could they want with me?

I won't be long.

He stepped away for a few minutes, and I searched through his computer.

What I saw chilled me to the bone.

Oh.

Shit.

Solvek wasn't working on an implant enhancement program, as he claimed.

He was developing a receiver network built into the RTX.

A channel for injecting thoughts.

And perhaps even more.

Thoughts?

Injected into the subconscious.

Gently.

On a loop.

Again and again.

Until you believe they're your own.

Your choices.

Your ideas.

Your emotions.

Free will becomes an illusion.

You vote for whoever you're told to vote for.

You love what you're told to love.

You rebel, if you're allowed to.

I can't believe what you're saying.

Are you telling me we've been manipulated since birth?

That nothing we think is really...

our own?

What I'm saying is that what you believe to be an instinct.

A conviction.

An opinion.

Could very well have been.

This system, Miss Ryss, isn't about control.

It's about rewriting the mind.

That's the core of Project Whisper.

Project Whisper?

Do you know what it is?

I don't know exactly what it is.

Most of the files were redacted.

But I understood the essentials.

What they're doing now is only a prototype.

A beta program.

The ultimate goal is the complete elimination of free will.

This can't be possible.

Not on this scale.

Not for all this time.

You've seen the numbers, haven't you?

Six, two, seven.

It's no coincidence.

It's a full-scale demonstration.

The result wasn't achieved through fraud.

The people gave Voss 62.7% of the vote.

But did they really have a choice?

And the Professor?

Why him?

Why did you kill him if he was your friend?

He discovered my betrayal and intended to report me to his superiors.

I tried to reason with him.

But he left me no choice.

So not only did you kill him.

You kept attacking him afterward?

Deactivating the RTX has a side effect.

It releases our rage.

And since we've never learned to deal with it naturally, we can struggle to

control it.

Just as you're struggling to control your anger towards me right now.

I'm right, aren't I?

And the AurlX?

Why did you leave it in the desert?

I knew that sooner or later it would be tracked down.

So I dumped it in the desert.

And I waited.

I wanted to see who they would send to investigate.

And then you followed me all the way to Sector 7.

That night I wanted to talk to you.

To persuade you to help me.

But when you opened your eyes, I panicked.

And I ran.

That was when I realized the only way to make you believe me was to disable

your implant.

You don't know what to do.

That's understandable.

You're at a crossroads.

You trapped me.

By telling me all this.

You forced me to choose a side.

To become an Accomplice.

No.

You came back here without anyone forcing you.

Because you still believe in it.

In free will.

I can prove everything I've told you.

I copied the data from his computer.

All of it.

The notes, the schematics, the internal communications.

It's on a drive.

Hidden at my hideout.

And you expect me to risk my life for that drive?

Not for me.

For them.

For the people of Neom.

It's up to you.

Either you turn around and forget everything.

Or you find that drive.

And then you'll know.

And no one will ever be able to convince you otherwise again.

I hope all of this is worth it.

Free will is a cause worth fighting for.

That man is a psychopath.

He has no Accomplice.

Do whatever you want with him.

Come on, Kya.

You have to do it.

So cliche.

I should have known Kolt was messing with me.

Got you.

Miss Ryss.

You are brilliant.

But you have made the most classic mistake.

Sticking your nose where it does not belong.

You know too much.

I can explain everything.

You don't need to.

I understood the moment you insisted on seeing Kolt again.

You're too curious.

And now you're going to pay the price.

The disc, Miss Ryss.

Give it to me.

No.

I will not ask you twice.

Give me the disc.

You can't shoot.

The RTX will stop you.

The true masters of Neom have never worn implants.

We have no need for chains.

But the others?

The weak?

They must be subjugated for their own good.

So, you have two choices.

Either you cooperate and you will have a quick death.

Or you resist.

And in that case, I will kill you and then your mother.

The choice is yours.

Kya.

If I were you, I wouldn't do that.

Fuck!

Kya!

So, what

do you think?

Glad you like it.

No, I'm fine.

I'm just worried about Kya.

I hope nothing bad happens to her.

Kya!

Mom!

I'm sorry.

I ruined everything.

I ruined everything.