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Throughout the history of medicine,

we have witnessed some incredible milestones and miracles,

but now it looks like we may be on the verge

of one of the most important medical discoveries

of the century, thanks to Dr. Jane Dunning,

also known as the mother of neurosurgery,

and her team of researchers.

Thank you very much, on behalf of my colleagues.

Well, let's just say that we may have already crossed

the threshold, although it's taken us nearly 10 years

and the whole story is still rather experimental.

After many obstacles and dead ends

this Aftermath Project has encountered,

we are now able to really get to the bottom of it all,

for the first time.

We had to realize that we only saw a very small part

of the entire picture, so far.

Several tests and the most accurate calculations

are still needed to be able to say

exactly what we have achieved, but I dare say

that we have managed to reach new dimensions.

♪ She'll give you a shudder than you'll never forget, no no ♪

♪ When the night comes ♪

Kate speaking.

Kate, what the hell is happening?

You were supposed to hand in the material last night.

You know very well that this was the third deadline.

I am well aware of that, yes.

But then.

Do you know why I know that, Robbie?

It's Robbie, right?

Um, yeah, but.

'Cause probably I'm the only person

who's been working on this crap for nearly five years,

while board members are being changed

like bitches in the Hefner house.

Kate, I didn't...

I'm sure you do not.

How long have you been the head of R&D?

For three weeks?

Four?

- Two and a half, but- - Exactly.

If I had a dollar for every deadline I've been screwed with,

I could retire.

So tell the CEO and everyone else that it will be ready,

because I always deliver.

And thanks to my work, we'll be able to throw

hundreds of thousands of dollars in commission

at each other at the end of the year,

while I've been working on the same crappy computer

for what, five years now?

So, do me a favor and don't call me every 10 minutes.

Asshole.

Oh, shit.

We knew you'd come

Come with me,

or else there'll be nothing left of you by tomorrow morning.

Thank you.

Thank you for saving me.

It won't be worth much, if you don't get up now,

and we don't get out of here.

Let's hurry.

They'll be here soon.

Wait a minute.

If you don't want to get caught by those arseholes,

you better hurry up.

There's a hideout not too far from here,

where we can rest for a while.

What is this place?

I don't know.

- How did you get here? - I woke up here.

I can't remember anything at all.

I don't know what happened to me.

I only found a necklace and a photo of a woman in my pocket.

Have you checked your pocket?

This is me, and also my...

Don't close your eyes.

It will only get worse.

Don't close your eyes.

It'll go away on its own, in a minute.

How did you know that?

I had the same thing happen to me.

Your family?

I don't know.

She's a beautiful girl.

"Sophie, Kate and Peter."

You remember your name now?

Kate, honey?

Yes?

Kate.

My name is Kate.

That's half the battle.

What's your name?

Bubba.

And your memory?

I mean, you know who you are?

Let's go.

The hideout is not far from here.

She has a companion.

More fugitives have been caught, sir.

Go back and wait for the order.

Yes, Commander.

Move.

- Status report. - We're very close, sir.

I'm sure I don't need to tell you how important it is

we find this target.

I am aware of the gravity of the situation.

You'll only really know, Commander,

when the target starts to remember.

And have no doubt, she will remember.

We will stop her, sir.

Sooner or later, she finds what she's looking for

and that could be fatal for this place, and for all of us.

The clock is ticking, Commander.

Take this.

I took it from one of the soldiers.

Thanks.

Thank you.

How did you find this place?

Like I said.

I woke up not too far from here.

What is this all about?

I mean...

What is this place?

And why us?

I don't know.

But that's not the only interesting thing.

Do you have a watch?

What's the time?

11:07.

And now?

But I just.

And now?

What the hell?

What the hell is happening here?

This is impossible.

I'd be worried about that, too.

Not just those dickheads.

Maybe this is all some kind of experiment,

and we are the subjects.

Maybe.

We can't rule that out.

Have you seen anyone else but us?

I mean people who didn't have itchy trigger fingers.

No one.

Could she be your wife?

I don't know.

Maybe.

I...

I just feel that she's very important to me.

Deep inside.

These photos cannot be coincidental.

A memory for you, a memory for me?

There must be a reason.

It's almost over.

It's almost over.

It's almost over.

It was an accident.

I was sitting in my car and suddenly there was another car,

right in front of me.

When I woke up,

where I woke up.

Yeah?

There was a car.

The front was damaged and there was a big smoke.

I wanted to take a closer look, but I got distracted.

Do you know where the car is?

Yes, I do.

It's not too far from here.

Then let's go.

Let's not wait any longer.

Come on!

Let's go, now.

I have to find her first.

From here, if you go straight ahead,

you have to cross two small clearance.

After the second one,

keep right along the forest path and you'll find the car.

What about you?

I can take care of myself.

Take this.

It's easy to handle.

Aim and shoot.

But you only have three bullets left.

So be careful.

- We shouldn't split up. - I know.

Find the car.

See if you can find the answers to your questions.

And we'll meet back here, in two hours time.

Be very careful.

They may be watching you from the air.

If you see them, hide.

We have to focus on finding a way out of here.

We don't stand a chance against them.

These are my photos.

Hi, Kate.

It's...

Dad?

Martin.

Your phone is switched off, so,

I'm trying to send you this message.

Pete just called a few minutes ago.

Look.

I don't know what's going on between you two right now,

and I wouldn't like to get into it.

I know it's not my business anymore,

but as soon as you get this message, give him a call.

He is

very worried about you.

I can hear it in his voice.

They are your family, Kate.

They love you very much.

Okay, um...

We should also talk again at some point, like we used to.

Like father and daughter.

Call me anytime.

I'm always here.

Bye, little girl.

Commander.

We have terminated four fugitives.

- And the woman? - We're looking for her.

That's not good enough.

He killed Beta.

Don't wait until her memories come back, because,

the consequences will be severe to our world.

Failure is not an option.

Fuck.

Shit.

Fuck!

Fuck.

This isn't happening.

This is impossible.

This is impossible.

This cannot be happening.

Why?

Why me?

Can please someone help me?

I don't know where to go.

"Kate".

I know where she's going.

In fact, I always knew.

Let's go!

Kate!

Bubba.

Oh, my God.

Don't mind me.

Leave! - I won't leave you here.

The way out is there, somewhere.

I followed the bastards here.

Go on.

Now.

You are the key to all this.

One room, one look or another,

holds the answer to everything.

Go on.

Leave.

Now.

No one...

No one is going past me.

I have no business with you.

You proved to be a great fighter.

You deserve not to die alone.

Kate.

Peter?

Peter?

Peter, where are you?

Throughout the history of medicine,

we have witnessed some incredible milestones and miracles.

But now it looks like we may be on the verge of one

of the most important medical discoveries of the century.

Thanks to Dr. Jane Dunning,

also known as the mother of neurosurgery,

and her team of researchers.

Thank you very much on behalf of my colleagues.

Well, let's just say that we may have

already crossed the threshold.

Although, it's taken us nearly 10 years

and the whole story is still rather experimental.

After many obstacles and dead ends

this Aftermath Project has encountered,

we are now able to really get to the bottom of it all,

for the first time.

We had to realize that we only saw

a very small part of the entire picture, so far.

Several tests and the most accurate calculations

are still needed to be able to say

exactly what we have achieved, but I dare say

that we have managed to reach new dimensions,

and to transform them.

The Aftermath Project has succeeded

in modeling the brain activity of comatose patients,

and actually put their minds in a new environment.

It's worth thinking of it all as a kind of cryo-state,

in which the patient can live a sort of life,

while their body and mind continue to struggle to wake up.

However, the most effective way to do this

was always to place the consciousness in question

in a familiar and usual context.

Can't you see what is happening to our family?

I don't wanna rot here, do you?

I'm just trying to do what's better for everyone.

I'm just thinking of Sophie, you know?

So, we'd have a better life?

Don't you think that we deserve something better than this?

Because I do.

I would like to give her everything,

and I don't think that's too much to ask.

But you have neither night, nor day.

Last week, she was waiting for you until midnight.

She couldn't sleep a wink.

On her own birthday, she made a present for you.

"Mommy's coming home."

What?

She gave it this title.

Mass accident.

One of the cars was trying to turn around on the road,

but it stalled when the accident happened.

None of the passengers were wearing seat belts,

and all four suffered severe head injuries,

and died before the ambulance arrived.

The driver of the other car, a young woman,

is in a coma, but in a stable condition.

We revived her three times.

A motorcyclist was also involved in the accident.

He slipped on the spilled oil.

His wife is waiting in the corridor, so,

please keep her informed and tell her that we are doing

everything that we can for her husband.

Wake up, Kate.

It's an interesting situation.

We must let you live, so that we can live, too.

After all, everything depends on you.

Kate.

Then I have the power to end it all.

Do you hear it?

That's it.

Me neither.

Nothing has changed.

You are here.

We are here, and this world is here,

and all because you can't change a thing.

You have become an undeniable part of this world,

and now you are coming with us.

Sophie.

My baby.

Somebody, help!

Oh...

Fuck.

Have you given a title to your painting?

"Mommy's coming home."

That sounds good.

Hi, honey.

Oh, hi.

Finally, no rides for a week.

No ports, no traffic jumps, no hassle.

I'm glad you're finally home.

Sorry. I need to pick this up.

Hello?

In which the patient could live a sort of life

while their body and mind continue to struggle to wake up.

However, the most effective way to do this

was always to place the consciousness in question

in a familiar and usual context.

Sorry. Just a call from work.

It's okay.

All right. I solved it, though.

Hey.

Kate.

What happened up there?

I don't understand.

I'm almost completely used to this place.

Sophie's paintings.

Repeating after a while.

Your exact work schedule.

The fact that I have to scroll through the calendar

less than usual.

Strange, but it all felt so real.

And yet...

What happened up there?

They warned me that this day might come.

Who?

It's all part of an experiment.

It's in its third phase,

so it cannot be perfect yet.

Its leader has volunteered to supervise everything with you,

after he fully recovered from the accident.

Volunteered? Who?

Dr. Bubba Edwards.

He and his wife have taken over the project

from the woman who dreamed it all up.

With him on board, it progressed more in a few weeks

than ever before.

He told me that he met you at the moment of your death.

I couldn't believe him.

For a while.

What happened to me?

You woke up from the coma.

But your condition rapidly worsened.

And you had to be put back on the machines.

Shortly afterwards, I was contacted by Dr. Dunning

to authorize your participation in the Aftermath Project.

In return,

I have occasionally been part of their simulation for...

For all these years.

For years?

Yes.

How long since then?

- Kate, I- - Peter.

How long?

The simulation has been running for...

For five years and three months.

According to the time frame here.

Up there, days go by four times as fast, too.

21 years?

Yes.

And Sophie?

Is she okay? How is she doing?

Is she happy?

Here's our grandson.

His name is Peter, too.

I couldn't talk her out of it.

She insisted on the name.

They're so big.

And they are real.

Kate.

Please tell Bubba that.

I appreciate everything he did.

I'll be forever in his debt.

Seems he saved me twice.

And thank you, too.

Peter.

You have to let me go now.

For Sophie.

For Peter.

For yourself.

For the two of us.

You have to let me go.

You have to let me go.

You have to let me go.

♪ A little more than saving words ♪

♪ Found another way to feel all right ♪

♪ It doesn't really matter at all ♪

♪ That we're not gonna say what it's doing to me ♪

♪ Maybe I'm a little sour ♪

♪ From the mention of a beautiful life ♪

♪ Feeling that I'd forget it all ♪

♪ For the one who dispelled all the anger in me ♪

♪ Thinking about somebody else ♪

♪ Maybe I'm wrong ♪

♪ Your heroes are dead ♪

♪ We buried them 100 miles ago ♪

♪ I know I see you terribly alone ♪

♪ Running out of time and dusty light ♪

♪ Filling in the seams with borrowed spite ♪

♪ And though it's cold here ♪

♪ For a moment just to see ♪

♪ Soul explosion far away from me ♪

♪ Old and sour ♪

♪ Like it never slowly breaks ♪

♪ I wanna run away from here ♪

♪ Back rearrange your place ♪

♪ Fly off into space ♪

♪ Maybe in a different world ♪

♪ There's a fire burning deep in our eyes ♪

♪ Watch you struggle to say ♪

♪ An ordinary touch of wool ♪

♪ Softly settled with a need to our lives ♪

♪ In absence of a morning's view, tattered pages of truth ♪

♪ That we lost in a dream ♪

♪ Thinking about somebody else ♪

♪ Maybe I'm wrong ♪

♪ Your heroes are dead ♪

♪ We buried them 100 miles ago ♪

♪ I know I see you terribly alone ♪

♪ Running out of time and dusty light ♪

♪ Filling in the seams with borrowed sight ♪

♪ And though it's cold here ♪

♪ For a moment just to see ♪

♪ Soul explosion far away from me ♪

♪ Old and sour ♪

♪ Like it never slowly breaks ♪

♪ I wanna run away from here ♪

♪ Back rearrange your place ♪

♪ Fly off into space ♪

♪ A little more than saving words ♪

♪ Found another way to feel all right ♪

♪ It doesn't really matter at all ♪

♪ That we're not gonna say what it's doing to me ♪

♪ Maybe I'm a little sour ♪

♪ From the mention of a beautiful life ♪

♪ Feeling that I'd forget it all ♪

♪ For the one who dispelled all the anger in me ♪

♪ Thinking about somebody else ♪

♪ Maybe I'm wrong ♪

♪ Your heroes are dead ♪

♪ We buried them 100 miles ago ♪

♪ I know I see you terribly alone ♪

♪ Running out of time and dusty light ♪

♪ Filling in the seams with borrowed spite ♪

♪ And though it's cold here ♪

♪ For a moment just to see ♪

♪ Soul explosion far away from me ♪