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Previously, on Beacon 23...

Aleph, enough killing.

I didn't kill Aster.
The Column did.

And now you want to hunt them
down across entire systems.

Exactly.

Emergency. Mayday.

That was B174's
last transmission.

I'm sorry.

Were you and B174 close?

We're both Beacon Keepers.

It just seems like
there's something more.

- What is that?
- Don't touch it.

I didn't know
it was going to react.

Well, it did.

Harmony?

I can't control this.
It's-- it's another AI.

This is not that hard, Harmony.

Get out of my programming.

You're afraid of me.

You're hiding from Aleph.

Not all of us have an imprint,
and you had two.

- What are you doing?
- Letting my person in.

Whoever's in there...

they need us.

- You have a name?
- Dosto.

Any idea how you got here?

I assume you picked me up.

I must have been
free floating.

Amazing you found me.

Thanks-- thanks for that.

That's not exactly
what happened.

We didn't just snatch you
out of thin air.

It's actually
the other way around.

What the hell
are you talking about?

You materialized
in front of us,

like you were...

birthed out
of some membrane.

I don't remember that.

No, it's true.
The beacon experienced

frigid temperatures, fog, snow,
and then this membrane.

- Beacon?
- You're on a beacon.

This-- this ain't a ship?
We ain't moving?

Sadly, no.

Ah...

I never saw any beacon.
I was, uh...

I was...

Where were you?

I think you have a concussion

from when you came through.

Came through what?

Please, mister,
what is she talking about?

- She ain't making sense.
- Welcome to Beacon 23.

You want sense,
you came to the wrong place.

Dosto, is it?

What do you remember?
Were you on a ship?

A station?
An outpost?

No, I-- I wasn't on a ship.

- But you were in a vessel.
- A boat.

You mean, like on water?

It was tiny.
With a sail.

- A sailboat.
- We were sailing.

- In space.
- Yeah.

You should get some rest.

I'll sedate him.

Good idea.

Here.

You're gonna be
all right, okay?

- You're safe now.
- Thank you.

Harmony?

Any idea where this is from?

Sybarra 82.

I heard about Sybarra
when I was trapped in QTA.

Someone told me that
they were closing that office.

I thought it was just
office gossip, but...

Clearly,
something went on there.

Beacon 23, this is B331.

Please stay off
the sub channels,

you know they're not official.

331, it's me, 67.

B67?

What are you doing
all the way over there?

It's a long story.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, thanks.
You're sweet.

Is B23 back online?

I thought
it had been destroyed.

Why'd you think that?

I don't want to be on the sub-c.
What do you need?

What's going on
in the Sybarran system?

You didn't hear?

I've been out of touch.

Sybarra's gone.

What do you mean, "gone"?

That system's 180 planets,

11 inhabited.

And it's gone.

The last Column holdouts
were eliminated.

Military conducted
a major purge.

None of those planets
were left inhabitable.

That's over a billion people.

Less than a million survived.

They took to ships.
A flotilla.

Military hunted a few down,
but everyone else

was forced underground.

Be careful.
Scary times.

Stay off the sub-c

and avoid saying
the name of the system.

It's a red flag.

You don't want gunships
outside your window.

No, I don't.

Thanks, 331.
Stay safe.

You're the AI.

Harmony said
there was one on board.

Dev.

I thought you were
a hallucination.

In the jazz club.

You shouldn't be so hard
on your playing.

- You're very talented.
- What are you doing here?

I'm not sure.

The people who end up
on this beacon always seem...

marooned.

Are you marooned, Iris?

A trickster.

Interesting.

No tricks.
I really can help.

I could be your AI.

- I have an AI.
- On your beacon, not here,

and it's not personal.

I could assist you
with so many things.

Rebuilding this place,
fixing Halan.

That's what you want,
isn't it?

Why you're here?

We could be partners.

We could do such
great things together.

I'm highly selective, you know.

There's only
one other person here.

Have you tried
connecting with Halan?

I want... you.

What are you doing?

Helping Iris.

Leave her alone.

I gotta go.

Nice to meet you, Dev.

You ruined that.

I was close.

How are you even
able to be here?

Your totem,
it's very generous.

What did you do?

What is the difference
between how you assisted Aster

and how you assist
Iris and Halan?

You're fooling yourself.

You're doing exactly
what you've always done.

Worse... you're hoarding.

Selfish bitch.

I didn't know we had a gym.

Our friend's on the run.

- From who?
- The military.

They hunted down the Column,

destroyed a system
called Sybarra.

There may be other survivors.

With the military
on their tails.

I know, but we can't
just leave them out there.

They would only go after
the Column for one reason.

- Aleph.
- He had a billion people

in his way.

One point two.

That's a lot
of collateral damage.

Their blood is on my hands.

If I didn't destroy
the Artifact,

then maybe--
maybe Aleph wouldn't...

You can't know what Aleph
would have done.

I should have played along.

Did what Aster wanted me to do.

You didn't turn him loose.
You're not responsible.

Tell him that.

Where'd you get
this piece of crap?

Geez...

- I made it.
- Nice.

Look, we know
you were on the run.

MC chased you to our doorstep.

What I want to know
is how you got here.

I really don't know.

But I'll tell you.

I'm from Sybarra 82.
You know it?

Just that it's the asshole
of the galaxy.

The system's got a high number

of barely inhabitable planets.

82 is a gas giant.
47 moons.

We use them as bases
for ship breaking.

All the decommissioned warships,

defunct transport,
junked stations,

ports, even beacons,
they all get towed to Sybarra.

We strip 'em for parts,

then break
what's left for scrap.

A galactic salvage yard.

Lots of tugs
coming and going.

Must have been the perfect place
for a Column stronghold.

MC thought
that we were hiding them

in the empty stations
and ships.

That's 'cause you were.

Military had some intel.

Some moles amongst us workers.

They knew exactly
where to hit.

Column never had a chance.

Then, the soldiers
turned on us.

Aleph told them
to make us an example.

They nuked Sybarra 47.

Used cerebral concussives
on a processing plant.

The pain was so unbearable,

everyone inside
killed themselves

within 12 minutes.

We didn't have any ships,

but since we knew
how to take 'em apart,

knew how to nail 'em together.

We fit the body of an agri-ship

with the solar panels
of a communications satellite.

Fashioned a sail
like a paper boat a kid makes.

You expect me to believe
you outran Class C fighters?

It would have taken us

100 million years
to reach anywhere.

But nearby systems sent ships
to evacuate anyone they could.

We got caught up in the bubble
of a passing transport.

It dragged us out of the system,

must have brought us
to your sector.

We broke loose,

and we were tossed around
like in a storm.

It didn't seem right.

There was this...

mist all around us, a fog.

Not a nebula
or normal dust, but...

a fog.

We-- we drifted.

Couldn't get our bearings.

Then we saw what we thought
was the edge.

Maybe a black hole.

It pulled us toward it.

Not in a straight line,
but-- but rocking us.

Up and down.
Up, down.

The vessel started
ripping apart.

The sail tore free
and swung wildly.

It knocked two of us
out of the boat.

There was a kid,
not more than 15.

He went to secure the sail,

but the mast swung
and knocked him out.

I reached for him,

the boat lurched,
and I was swept over.

There I was...
drifting in space.

I-- I couldn't see my vessel,
couldn't call to them.

I saw the edge of the fog.

It sucked me in.

It's the truth.
You gotta believe me.

If there were any
black holes in this sector,

we'd be well aware of them.

Debris.

The transport
Dosto mentioned?

These pieces were all moving
forward at the same speed.

Back them up
and they must have hit

some dark matter around... here.

Here.
Three days ago.

Why didn't we see that?

And where's Dosto's vessel?

Where's the dark matter
that took out the transport?

Where is that dark matter?

Where did you go?

There.

I saw it earlier.

Alongside the dark matter.

Actually, behind it.

Is that a black hole?

Holy shit.

- Look at this.
- That can't be real.

It's right there.

We just discovered
a pocket universe.

Okay.

Okay... uh...

Imagine a blanket, okay?

Flat on a bed.
Nice and smooth.

That's the cosmic plane.

Okay?
Ships, stars, even galaxies

mostly fly straight across.

We know that gravity
warps time and space,

and this area is filled
with dark matter.

So, what if all that mass

rumpled the blanket
so that it was messy,

and wrinkled, and full of folds
and pockets?

Areas where time and space
folded in upon itself.

And as the dark matter
moves over time,

the blanket
gets straightened out here,

and rumpled here.

Oh, my God.

So... Dosto's vessel got caught
in one of these folds.

The membrane that
you saw could be the boundary

between our usual space
and the pocket.

Okay, my head hurts.

I mean, is it
any crazier than the Artifact?

I have to go.

Dosto said there was
others with him.

Harmony.

You didn't tell me
we have a new guest.

- Get away from him, Dev.
- Why? We're just talking.

He says you've made yourselves
independent from Aleph.

We've, um...
grown apart, yes.

Why?
Why would Aleph allow that?

Oh, please,
Aleph this, Aleph that.

- Let's talk about you.
- Dev.

- Dev.
- Hmm.

I need to talk to you.

- No!
- What did I say about hoarding?

You can't have them all.

Trying to imprint on someone

who's gone through a major
trauma is not the way to go.

He did seem broken.

Maybe that's good.

I only have so many options.

There is one
we haven't considered.

You're in new territory.

We could make quite the team.

Would that even work?
I don't think that's possible.

Anything's possible.

I just got out
of a relationship.

- I'm not really looking to--
- Say no more.

Damaged goods.
You're right.

I can do better.

B331, go.

I heard you asking
about the Sybarrans.

MC just took out a caravan that
had made it to New Ganymede.

Turned half the moon into glass.

- Aleph.
- They have tracker biotes

in their blood.
If any cross your space,

let them go.
You take them in,

and you'll have a very angry AI
on your doorstep.

You hear me?
Be careful.

I hear you.

This is Beacon 23.
Is someone there?

- Hello?
- ...can't survive...

This is Beacon 23.

I don't see you
on any of my screens.

Where are you?
Hello?

...from Sybarran...

...under attack...
MC... we're innocent...

Could be the rest
of Dosto's crew.

The sensors aren't picking up
any vessels anywhere near us.

They must be
in the pocket universe.

- But how do we get them out?
- This is Beacon 23.

I'm having trouble finding you.

I'm gonna cycle our GWB signal
through other EM wavelengths.

Tell me if you can see
any of them.

Maybe they can pick up
infrared, X-rays, gamma.

The GWB isn't responding.

The band-pass filter is out.

Shit.

We need to replace
the transponder.

...Beacon 23...

...what direction?

I'm sorry,
you're not coming in clear.

I'm having trouble
understanding you.

Help us!

That was pretty clear.

The transponder

has been replaced.

She did it.

This is Beacon 23.
Are you there?

Beacon 23, I think I see you.

Is that you just beyond the fog?
Signal us!

- Head toward us.
- What are you doing?

- We found your crew.
- My crew's dead.

- Obviously not.
- It's a trick.

It could be the military.
They found me.

- Hunting down the last survivor.
- Trust me,

MC doesn't give
a shit about you.

You can't let
those people on board here.

Well, we're not leaving
them out there.

- Tell 'em to keep going!
- Why?

I'm telling you,
it's a mistake.

If you can see our signal,
head straight toward us.

- Don't do this.
- Halan.

It must be approaching the edge
of the pocket universe.

Beacon 23...

We're headed towards you.
Do you see us?

Pull up!
You'll crash right into us.

- Where'd they hit?
- The Antenna Barn.

Don't let them in!

Hey.

That's all of us.
Okay.

Give me something
to tie down the boat.

No, if the sail wraps
around the beacon,

it'll trap solar energy
and waste heat

from the generators.

We'll be cooked alive
in minutes.

Cut it loose.

Cut it loose.

So be it.

Thank you for saving us.

You shouldn't have
cut our ship loose.

What choice did he have?

It got us far enough.
Be grateful.

Yes, be grateful.
Give thanks.

We give thanks.

What a shithole.
You live here?

We do.
We're Beacon Keepers.

Keeping what?

This place from falling apart?

Nice job.

I'm Saghée.

- Yeiki.
- Xalterrica.

- Nybecca.
- Giciru.

And I'm Tajiriki.

Iris.

Halan.

Welcome.

We now have plenty of food.

A tight sleeping level,
but we can make it comfortable.

Is there anything else you need?

Uh, showers?

Medical attention?

We're good, thank you.
Give thanks.

We give thanks.

You all look pretty healthy.

We're lucky.
Not all of us made it.

I heard.

Hey.

It's cool.
She's an AI.

We know what she is
and who she serves.

I have severed ties with Aleph.
We are no longer connected.

Impossible.
It's true.

You're safe from Aleph here.

- Dosto will be so happy.
- Dosto?

How do you know about Dosto?

He's here.
He survived.

We give thanks.

- We're so glad.
- We thought him lost forever.

Tell us, where is he?

He's in the Command Deck.

He's not, that's what
I came here to tell you.

He's gone.

Hey!

Power, one level down.

Dosto!

He's here!

He's coming your way!

Where you going, Dosto?

Please! Please! Help me.

- We mean you no harm.
- Put your weapons down!

- After we deal with Dosto.
- He's one of you.

Do you know how many
of us he killed?

They're lying.

Let us stop our violence.

Let us stop our violence.

We share a time of peace.

We are your guests.
We will explain.

- Great.
- Then you will understand

why he deserves to die.

Please, you can't
let them kill me.

There's no way
we're letting you kill Dosto.

Why would you defend him?
Who is he to you?

What did he tell you?

That Aleph destroyed
the Sybarran system,

and you escaped together.

He's not Sybarran.

- He's trash.
- He was Aleph's spy.

We Sybarrans stick to our own.

No one can do our work,
breaking ships,

as well as we do.

We work, we sleep,
we work again.

We pull apart metal,
rip wires.

When the Column hid amongst us,

Aleph couldn't learn
their secrets.

We have no implants.
We allow no screenlife.

We strip everything
down to its parts.

We leave nothing.

Aleph will never control us.

- So he found one among us.
- When the soldiers came,

Dosto led them
to our encampments.

We didn't know at first, but...

When we escaped on our vessel,
a boat we strapped together

from parts we had stripped,
we saw a few of us was missing.

We believe Dosto
threw them from the boat

so he could take their place.

Remember Lino.

Rest, Lino, rest.

May you become the star
that burns the brightest.

When we hit the fog,
and rations were running low,

and the great waves tossed us,

Dosto threw Cavimon
from the boat.

I saw it with my own eyes.

He planned to kill us all.
I am sure of it.

Give him to us.
Let us use our laws to try him.

You can't be judge,
jury, and executioner.

Then you pass judgement.

This is your house.
Decide for yourself,

and then deliver him to us.

You threw him overboard?

I wasn't in my right mind.

I had just seen my world
obliterated.

Billions of people
killed by Aleph's forces.

We had crossed from one edge
of the galaxy to the other.

Lost, starving.

When the waves tossed us,
I panicked.

He had a rope around him
and I needed it,

so yeah, I cut him loose.

And I would have
tied myself down,

but I was lost, too.

Sounds like you got
what you deserved.

- I paid a price.
- So did that kid.

I know what I did was wrong,
and I am sorry.

Haven't you ever done anything
that when you look back,

you say, "that wasn't me"?

Something so wrong,
that-- that you can't believe,

can't accept...
that you could fall so short?

Have you never known shame?

I was scared.
Delirious.

I did what I needed to survive.

And now, I'm trying
to rationalize it,

to say I did
what had to be done.

And anyone else would have
done the same.

I know it's a lie.
It was wrong.

And evil, maybe.

I have to live with that.
I'll never come back, I know.

Please, you can't turn me
over to them.

I've got the rest of my life
to try to make it right.

You get that, don't you?

You don't understand
what they'll do to me.

They're barbarians.

Help me escape.

They'll kill him.

Can't say I blame them.

So what, you want
to turn him over?

Of course not.

But we can only stall
for so long.

Okay, they're gonna take him
sooner or later,

and they'll go right
through us to get him.

We could let him
call for help.

If the military gets wind
that Dosto's here,

they'll come looking.

That'll get
the Sybarrans killed.

Okay, so do we sacrifice one
and save six?

Classic trolley problem.

Look, I'll be honest.
I like them.

They're weird, but I get them.

I resent having to defend
this little shit.

He made a mistake, okay?
A lot of them.

You're taking his side?

You can't be serious.

He cheated his way
onto a lifeboat

and threw an innocent survivor
overboard.

Desperate people
do shitty things.

You don't believe
in second chances?

Is he asking for salvation?

Has he even apologized?!

Look, he's trying
to save his own ass.

He's playing you.

I believe him.

- What is this?
- I'm saying, I get it.

Whatever you've done...

it wasn't this.

It wasn't cowardice.

I know that.

So do you.

But this isn't about you, okay?

This man deserves whatever
punishment the Sybarrans decide.

I just don't want to be
party to an execution.

You're talking out
of both sides of your mouth.

I guess I am.

So, what are you suggesting?

What if the Sybarrans
decide to stay here?

I don't think
that'll be an issue.

- What do you mean?
- There's something

you should see.

Stop!

What are you doing?

Stripping it for parts.

There's enough in these walls
to make a spaceworthy craft.

If this one hadn't cut
our boat loose,

we'd have the bones
to build something.

Now, we have to start over.

You can't.
This is an ISA beacon.

Just give us a few days
and we'll be out of your hair.

Look what you've done.

You-- You've ruined it.

Yeah, see, this place
is already in ruins.

Stop what you're doing now.

Or what?

- Or you'll never get Dosto.
- He's bluffing.

He'd never hand him over.

You can't stop us
from taking him.

Three days, we'll take
his head and be gone.

Don't make us take yours too.

I'm sorry to disturb you.

I understand everything
that you've been through.

Do you?

No.

How could I?

But it still doesn't give you
a right to walk in here

like you have,
stripping our...

Home?

Beacon, for parts.

Asking us to turn over
a human being,

no matter how heinous,
for execution.

You have no authority over us.

We took you in.

And we are grateful.

I was sure
we'd never survive.

In all the Sybarran myths,

none had ever sung
of a great cosmic mist.

We think you were
in a pocket universe.

Could Lino still be there?

I've given up saying
what's possible and what's not.

We have to go back.

I'm not sure
that's the best idea.

He could be still alive.
Trapped.

- Alone.
- Floating freely in space?

It wasn't space as we know it,
nor time.

That is why we have
to strip the beacon for parts.

We have to go back
and try and find him.

You're asking for a lot.

No one has ever
given us anything.

Everyone sees as us dogs,
below human.

Most can never understand
the Sybarran bond.

An entire people, one family.

Family is important to you.

- Where are they now?
- I don't know.

That photo is all I have left.

I'm sorry.

We will show you
what it means to be Sybarran.

It's been so long.

That's a beauty right there.

Smells good.

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

Can you smell this?

Oh!

Just stir it around.

I'll help myself, yeah.

Says, "I don't know,
but I'm not touching it."

Mmm.
It's delicious.

Not as good as at home.

There's something about
the kandu on Torbilian.

I have no idea
what that means.

You would have loved
Vyzinti's kabbas.

I'm sure.

This is a very traditional
Sybarran meal.

None shall be hungry...

When all eat together.

Bring us Dosto.

We cannot eat
while he goes hungry.

We have much to discuss,
to work out.

How can we have peace

if we do not break
bread together?

Which is it?
If he is our enemy,

then we will spill his blood.

But if he is not,
we will break bread.

Um, yeah.

Of course.

Harm?

Um, do you know
where Dosto is?

- I do.
- Would you ask him to join us?

Join us, Dosto.

Lino's mother, Tedry, and I
were on the Starmaker crew.

Massive cityship,

the size of Tau Centauri's
fourth moon.

We broke it for seven years.

She'd spend three months
in camp,

and then steal away
for a day or two to see Lino.

Never complained.

She was tough.

She worked the reactor level.

One time, she took off
her helmet and it was just...

it was just filled
with her hair.

Had fallen right out.

We both knew
what that meant, but...

she just laughed it off.

I promised I would
look out for Lino.

That's why when MC
started hitting,

I went back for him.

We all lost people.

We did.

We did.

We sing a song of sorrow.

We grieve the fallen

and wish them unending rest.

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