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- Come on, push it.

You got plenty left in the tank.

- Come on. Move it!

- Around this corner, guys. - Let's go, Greg!

Show 'em how it's done, buddy. You're the leader!

- Keep up, Coach. - Gotta catch him, Connor.

- Kickin' it high gear, baby.

- Come on, push it. - Come on, pretty boy.

- Push it. - We're pushing, Coach.

- This isn't the Alpe d'Huez.

Come on, the inn is less than 50 kilometers away.

Let's go.

- Let's go, boys. - Push it!

Push it! - On it.

- Around this corner. - Don't let him break away!

- Jeremy, Simon, get up there with him.

- Pushin', Coach.

- Come on. Move it, Daniel, or you're gonna get dropped.

- You gotta pick it up, Daniel.

- Together.

Keep moving. Let's go.

- All right, you pussies, here we go.

- Come on. - Yeah, Jeremy,

looking good, buddy. - Here we go.

- Yeah. - Push it.

- Don't block me. - Let's go.

Stay in line. - Where the hell is Greg?

- I see you comin' up the tail.

- Let's go, let's go, let's go!

- Pull up, Connor. - Come on.

I know it's a big hill. That's what we're trained for.

Come on!

Move it, move it, move it! - Gotta catch me first!

Let's go.

- Oh hey, easy, easy, Connor.

You're gonna blow up or bite it, buddy.

Connor and Greg are pulling away.

- False flat, newbie. - Oh shit.

- You got a lot to learn

if you wanna stay on this team.

Come on.

- Catch 'em! Come on! You need to work as a team.

Let's go, let's go, let's go! He's killin' ya!

Well done, Greg. Show 'em how it's done, buddy.

Good work, boys. Good work.

Good training today.

- Damn, that felt good.

You should have seen the look on your face.

You're rolling with the pros now, pretty boy.

- Fuck.

- Hey. Hey.

It's all right, man.

- Oh, you're really upset about

that back there, huh?

- The shifting was stuck, okay?

- Oh yeah. I'm sure it's just the bike.

- Fuck off, Greg.

- Hey man, Greg's been doing this for years, all right?

If you wanna beat him, just learn how to control that anger.

- All right, guys, we're gonna go get settled in.

I want you to remember to please be polite

and keep in mind that customs here are very different.

- I'm sure we'll all be perfect little angels, Coach.

- Damn. No cell reception?

- This fucking place is in the middle of nowhere, man.

Yeah,

that's the whole point.

Less distraction, more training.

Hey kid, keep focused. You'll get this.

All right guys, come on, let's park the bikes. Let's do it.

Let's get going. Let's get settled in.

Man, you guys are slow.

- Bonjour. - Gentlemen,

welcome to the Auberge Piège.

My name is Jean-Luc, and this is my lovely partner, Natalie

- Bienvenue. Welcome to our little inn.

It's so wonderful to have such young

and handsome American boys staying with us.

- This is one of the top destinations in the world

for altitude training.

Our town is so small, so remote,

people come and sometimes they never leave.

- Yes, that's why we call it the Auberge Piège.

- What does that mean? - In English?

Uh, how do you say it?

It means to be very isolated.

A bit like being trapped.

It, uh, wouldn't be so bad to be trapped here with us,

would it? - Honestly,

we're really looking forward to our training.

- Yep. - Thank you for having us.

My team has promised to be nothing but total angels.

And honestly, we're gonna be training most days,

so you'll barely know we're here.

- Oh, such a shame.

- Over here is the pool, which you're all welcome

and encouraged to use at your leisure.

- You see, we have still a few guests,

but they we'll be checking out in the morning.

- And this is the fire pit, a great place to relax at night.

- Uh-huh. - Okay, follow me.

I'll show you to your rooms.

- Coach, I'm going to the pool. - No, no, you're not.

- Uh-huh. Yeah. - You're not.

- Come on. It's a nice day for a swim.

We'll loosen up our muscles for the ride.

Come on Coach. - Oh, mi amore.

Hmm, mi amore.

- This is the common area and the TV room is there.

- And if you need anything,

the office and our room is behind us.

- We serve breakfast and lunch.

Breakfast is every morning from 6:00 to 8:00.

Lunch, we serve at 1:00.

- And, um, nights are for us.

So, uh, no dinner.

- We plan on being out before breakfast most days anyway,

so I'm sure we'll all look forward to your lunches, though.

- And I assure you, you won't be disappointed.

- Yeah, you wish, lady.

What'd she just say?

- It's a compliment. - Yeah, whatever.

Like I give a shit anyways.

- A special thank you to Jean-Luc

and his lovely wife, Natalie. - Merci. Merci.

- All right, go get settled in.

Let's go.

- Go on. Enjoy. - Get your stuff together.

- Meet by the fire pit, 8:00, boys. 8:00.

Thank you.

- Now it's pool time, boys.

Pool party!

- Woo!

- What's up guys?

Connor here, and this is my first time outta the country,

so I figured we'd give this little vlog thing a try.

We just arrived at this cool little inn

like way up in the mountains.

It's day one, altitude training camp.

And Greg is being a complete prick, just as expected.

I mean, I, I understand the guy is the best.

I get that. But come on, man.

You can't let that go to your head.

Okay, everything you say can't be some egotistical,

arrogant response, okay?

Fuck it.

Okay, we're here to have a good time

and put the work in, all right?

I'm gonna have a good time.

I gotta go handle this team meeting,

but I'll be back to talk to you guys soon, all right.

Peace.

So Coach, how high up are we?

- Well, it's no St. Moritz,

but we'll be training 3,000, 4,000 meters.

- Jesus. - Training at high altitude

gets the body used to less oxygen, newbie.

- Yeah, I think I figured that out.

Yo, is there any more cold water left?

- Yeah. Here. - Yeah, that's right.

Get that domestique practice in now, Steffan.

That way you know what to do

when you gotta use it at our first race.

- Eat a dick, Greg.

Yeah. You know what?

Maybe you'll be holding bottles for Connor one day.

- Oh, yeah, you two clowns couldn't hold my jock strap.

- Trust me. Nobody wants to hold your jock strap.

- Holy shit. - Oh my God.

- Do you mind if we join in?

- No, not at all. - Please.

- Yes, please. - All right.

- Oui, oui. - Yeah, of course.

Please, have a seat. - Oui, oui.

- I was just talking to the guys here

about the importance of teamwork, right, guys?

- Yep, yep, yep.

- Yes. - Yes, Coach.

- We ride as a team.

- With one team leader, and that's me.

- For now.

- Aw, look out, dude. - All right, all right.

Listen up. - Look out.

- We're here to bond, have a good time, and train hard.

All right, get our bodies ready for the tour,

and the hard climbs, and we're gonna work together.

So.

- Coach? - Shh. Did you guys hear that?

I swear. I just heard...

Oh, there it is again.

Like a faint scream.

- Uh, Coach, I don't hear anything.

You guys hear anything?

- Hell no. - I don't hear anything. You?

- No, wait, shh, there, there it is again.

- What? What is it?

- All right, look, I didn't want to get into it,

but there's a legend about this place.

Back in 1975, a cycling team disappeared

in these very mountains.

- Nuh-uh. - Yeah.

The riders, coach, staff,

everyone, just gone.

They say something still roams

right up here in these mountains.

Ah, it's probably just a silly story, right?

Wait? You guys don't hear that?

Maybe that's the sound it makes.

- I'm scared.

- No, shh. Just listen.

Listen real closely.

Oh gosh.

Whoa.

- That was mean.

- Thanks. Now I won't be able to sleep tonight.

- All right. I don't know about you guys, but I'm beat.

I'm gonna hit it.

But we got early day tomorrow,

so make sure you get some rest, all right?

Sleep tight.

- Nice. You scare us, and then leave us alone to go to bed?

Can you at least walk us to our room?

- Yeah. Yeah, I, I can do that.

What the fuck?

- Au revoir. - Bye.

- Oh, hell no.

What? - Coach, man.

- Yo, coach just took both the chicks.

- Yeah, French chicks, man. I guess they like old dudes.

- They know that motherfucker's not rich, right?

He drives a Jetta.

- A Jetta must get 'em wetter. Shit.

- I think I'm gonna crash too though, guys.

Andrea comes in tomorrow, so.

- What? Are you serious?

Yo, how come you are the only one

who can fly their girlfriend in?

- Well, I guess when you win four outta the last five races,

you have a different set of rules.

- Hey, for real, I hope you start kicking Greg's ass.

All right, he needs a humbling.

- I got you.

- Yep. I'm gonna head out, too.

- Night, bro.

- All right, I guess I'll head to bed, too.

Seems like Coach is the only one getting laid tonight.

- He's probably having a threesome right now.

- What? - Yeah.

- Should I get a Jetta? - Shit, I'm getting a Prius

if that's what I get.

Shit. - Dude, where's he?

- What room is he? - 326.

- Cool. I'm out.

I'm getting in Coach's room. You think I'm lying?

- Shit, I'm getting a Prius. - Two knots.

- Two knots? Yeah.

- Oh, bonjour.

I did not notice you there.

Natalie will be back shortly. I, I have to run.

Weird.

- Excuse me.

Do you know if this is the Auberge Piège?

I just need a little help.

- Andrea?

- Hey, you must be the new guy, Connor?

- Yeah.

- The cab left me way down the street.

I mean, I thought I was never gonna find this place.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm great.

Can I get this for you? - No, no, no.

It's fine. I got it. - Come on. I insist.

Greg's inside. He's gonna be more than happy to see you.

Hey. Hey.

Look what I found outside, just wandering in the street.

- Hey. - Hey, babe.

- Oh. - Here we go.

- Hey, look who showed up. - Hi guys.

- What's happening? - What's going on?

Why are you guys cooking? - Oh, Natalie and Jean-Luc,

they have been MIA, so we got up early,

had no breakfast waiting for us.

- Yeah, we decided we're not gonna miss lunch.

- Yeah. - Hey, girls.

How was the menage-a-trois?

- Something you can only understand if you experience.

- I hate you. I hate you, Coach.

- No, I saw Jean-Luc this morning.

- Oh yeah?

- Yeah, he was loading some weird shit in his car.

He was acting kinda weird.

He seemed like he was in a rush, though.

- Ah, that's weird. - Hmm.

- We were supposed to check out today,

but I, uh, think we'll stay another night

and then go for a hike.

- That sounds fun.

- That sounds great.

- Why don't y'all get a room?

- Oh, Cruz, you're just jealous.

You want to go get settled in, Dre?

Yeah? Okay, let's go.

- What? You two aren't hungry?

- Oh, nah, Coach. I think I'm gonna make my own meals.

For all I know, these guys will try to poison me

to knock me out of the race.

- How did you know? - Oh, fuck. Jesus Christ.

Nobody's gonna poison you, Greg.

Stop being paranoid, man.

- All right, well I'm not eating any of that, so.

- Hey, we're rolling out 6:00 AM tomorrow,

so be sure you guys go to bed early.

- Oh, we're going right to sleep.

I promise. Come on. - Okay.

- He had both of them. - You think he did?

- At the same time. - I don't know.

- It's the Jetta. I swear to God.

Girls are into

the whole eco-friendly-- - Man.

I don't wanna talk about it.

I don't wanna talk about it anymore.

- Hey, mind if I join you guys? - It's, uh...

Hey, uh, not at all.

Have a seat. - Go ahead.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

- Uh, where's Greg?

- Oh, he's asleep.

- You look really nice.

At least now I know why he never shuts up about you.

- Looks like someone had a fun day.

- When is he not?

I am pretty tired, though.

I'm about to go to bed.

- See you in the morning? - Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow.

- Good seeing you.

Hey.

Stupid. Later.

- It is getting pretty late.

I'm probably gonna head to bed, too.

You gonna be okay?

- Actually, I'm pretty jet lagged.

Would you keep me company for a little bit?

- Um, yeah.

Yeah, I could do that. - Should we go sit over there?

- Yes.

- So what's your story?

- Hmm.

Well, I was born and raised in Boulder,

right outside the military base.

And then a couple years ago I moved to La Jolla to go pro.

- Oh, nice. Yeah, I'm from La Jolla, too.

- No way. - Mm-hmm.

It's a small world.

- Yeah.

- So how's it been going with the team?

- Good. Really good.

I'm stoked for the opportunity, obviously,

but I mean, you know how the guys can be.

- Is Greg giving you a hard time?

- No, it's not that bad.

It's nothing I can't handle.

- You know, under the surface,

he's a really sweet guy.

He has a huge heart.

- Greg?

The captain, Greg? - Yeah.

- Maybe I just need to get to know him better.

- Yeah.

- It really is getting late.

I should go to bed.

- Well,

thanks for keeping me company.

It was nice talking to you. - Anytime.

- And thanks for helping with my bag earlier.

- It's no problem.

- What are we gonna do about that guy?

Oh, Cruz and I?

Pff, we're gonna rage.

- Don't let him keep you up too late.

Okay? - Okay.

- Sweet dreams. - Good night.

- Hey guys, uh, we are day two here at training camp.

Um, getting to know some of the rest of the team.

Steffan, Simon and Cruz and all 'em are cool, good guys.

But man, I cannot figure out

what the fuck Greg's problem is, for the life of me.

I think he's afraid

that I'm gonna turn out to be the better rider.

And maybe he should be.

You know, I know I could beat him in a sprint, easy.

Oh, and his girlfriend came today,

Andrea.

She's cute. She's very cute.

I don't know what she sees in somebody like that.

Like he does not deserve somebody like her.

Like what?

I can't imagine why she would be with such a dick.

But I guess we'll just see

how the rest of training camp goes.

So I'll keep you guys posted, and see you soon.

- All right, you know the drill.

Let's roll out.

Yeah, I like it.

Looking good, boys. Keep it up.

- Can we go back to the pool?

- Come on boys. Push it. - Come on, come on.

Hard work today pays off tomorrow.

Let's do it. - Let's go, Cruz.

Don't be fat. - Come on.

- Come on, pretty boy. - It's like some little girls

pedaling back there.

Come on, man. Bring up the back.

- Keep it rolling. All right, careful.

Watch the downhill. We're picking up.

- Let's go, Connor. - Ah, shit!

- Watch the hill. - Fuck!

- Shit! Greg!

- Crash! Crash!

- What are you doing Keep going.

- He wouldn't stop. Come on, he'll be fine

- Greg, you all right?

You all right? Talk to me man. Greg?

- I'm fine, I'm fine. Just help me up, man.

- Dammit. - You all right?

Fuck. Look at his leg. - I'm fine. Just help me up.

- You all right, dude? Hold on.

- Good? - I'm fine.

Your leg? What else? - Help me up, man. My leg.

- Easy, easy. - Cruz!

- Ah, fuck, my head, dude.

Just help me up. - Hey, I don't think

we should, man. - Cruz.

- Get me up, man!

Just get me up, dude. - Oh shit. Look at his back.

One, two, three, up!

- Here. Come on, let's get him in the car.

- I'm okay, Coach. - Nope.

- Greg, just get in the car. - I got, I got his bike.

- Don't touch my bike! - Is there ever a second

you're not being a complete prick?

- Come on. - Get him into the car.

- All right.

- Just hold it open. - Careful, you idiots.

- Careful, careful, careful, careful, careful.

- Here, hold the door. - Careful, careful.

- Just get his back.

Gotta support it.

- Help him. - My neck.

- Easy. - Yeah.

Yeah.

- Okay. - All right. You got it?

- Fuck.

- Good afternoon. I'm Rachel Lyons with AV7 News.

Both federal and local officials have been alarmed

and overwhelmed by the sudden and sheer volume

of dead bodies over the last 24 hours,

the latest of which was discovered in the woods

directly behind me early this morning,

bringing the known death toll to a staggering 28.

Authorities are speculating this may be the work

of a serial killer. - Jesus.

- And are encouraging anyone with information

to please come forward.

They are also

urging residents-- - Careful, careful.

Careful.

Andrea. - Oh my God.

- Watch the step. - What happened?

- Watch the step - Watch the step.

- Watch out.

- Bring him down. - One more. One more.

One more, more, bro. - There you go.

- Line him up and bring him down.

- Three, two, one. - Easy, easy.

- Slow. Slow.

Easy.

There you go.

- I ate it.

It's not the first time. Won't be the last.

- Oh my God. We need to clean those wounds.

- Yeah, we gotta see what's underneath.

I'm fine, Coach. I'm more worried about my bike.

- Fuck, dude.

- They are also urging residents

to practice strength in numbers and to not travel alone.

- Wait, what's that about? - Shh.

- Investigators don't foresee an end to this killing spree

until the killer or killers is caught.

- Killing spree?

- Shut up! All right, everyone just shut up.

- That's all the information we have at this time.

I'm Rachel Lyons with AV7 News,

asking everyone to please stay safe.

- Oh, what?

- I'm sorry I snapped.

You are gonna be okay.

- Yeah, I'll be back on the bike tomorrow, I promise.

- Babe, you just gotta slow down, okay?

- Yeah, just take it easy.

The rest of you, I want you to make sure

all the doors are locked,

and they stay locked. - Okay.

- I'm gonna go find the rest of our team.

I'll be back with the others soon.

- Be careful, Coach.

- Wait, so where's Jean-Luc and Natalie?

- I thought--

- So what now you think they're the killers?

Because she wouldn't sleep with you,

all of a sudden she's a murderer?

- Wait, what is he talking about?

- I did not try to sleep with her.

You are lucky I'm hurting or I'd beat your ass

for talking shit. - Oh, come on, man.

You're gettin' so defensive, Greg.

- Take easy.

- Babe, babe, babe, babe, babe, I believe you, okay?

- Relax, dude.

- I'm talking about Connor

seeing him take off this morning.

- What? It looked weird.

The guy had duffle bags, rope, duct tape and a shovel.

- Wait, so you think they're the murderers?

- Fuck, I don't know. Anything's possible, right?

- You didn't see his lady with him, did you?

- No, I think it was just him.

- So what? You think that he killed her?

- I'm just saying,

they go MIA and now there's a serial killer.

- Here. - Thanks.

- I brought you a wet towel, too.

- Okay, but the news said that there were 28 bodies found.

- Well, someone is killing them,

and I think it could be him.

- Can you please just try to stay still? This might hurt.

- Ah, I said I'm fine, okay?

I just need a hot shower and some sleep.

Can you help me up? Bring the first aid kit.

- I'm just trying to help.

- You need to check that attitude, Greg.

- You not gonna stay here and wait for the rest of the team?

- Oh yeah, the guys who didn't come back to help me?

- They're still our team.

- Greg doesn't know team anymore.

- We need a leader, and that's not it.

I'm sick of his shit.

- Hey man, where's Coach? - He went to get the others.

- He should have been back by now.

- We need to get the fuck outta here.

- Simon!

Jeremy! Jeremy!

Simon!

- Come on, guys! - Come on you guys!

God dammit.

Ah, dammit.

- Oh, easy.

- I can't believe this is happening.

You have never had a crash this bad.

- I'll be fine.

I'm sorry.

Just,

I'm glad you're here. I missed you.

I just...

I missed you too.

Hey, I'm here now.

Everything is gonna be okay.

I'm gonna run a hot shower.

Greg.

- I know. It's bad.

I'm worried about the rest of the season.

I won't be able to ride the entire camp.

What am I gonna do?

I got one, I got maybe two years left in me.

What am I gonna do?

- We will figure this out together.

Okay, I love you.

Maybe, maybe we can start the family

that we've always talked about.

You know?

Get a little farm in Montana.

Remember? We always talked about doing that.

- Not yet.

This can't be it for me, not like this.

I gotta get back on that bike.

- The only thing that matters

is getting you to a hospital right now.

- I can't go to a hospital.

- This is not up for negotiation.

Come on.

- Anne?

Anne?

Anne!

Anne!

- Yes, hello? Hello, yeah.

I, I would like to...

No, no, English.

I need to speak with someone who speaks English, please.

Merci.

I'm, I'm, I'm sure they're fine.

Go, go turn the TV on.

See if there's maybe a curfew or something

they got caught up in.

- Good idea. - Yes, hello, hello.

I wanna, I wanna report six missing people.

Merci.

- Good afternoon. This is breaking news.

What just hours ago was believed to be the work

of a serial killer is now being described

by health officials as some sort of virus.

- A virus?

- Where's Greg? - Right here.

Hey, turn that up.

- At this time, there aren't a lot of details,

but what I can confirm is that there have been more deaths,

believed to be in the hundreds, possibly thousands.

- I'm really scared, Greg. - Don't worry.

- Authorities are urging residents to stay inside,

as early reports coming back from health officials

have many believing this to be an airborne virus.

- What the fuck?

- And hospitals are already overwhelmed.

- This is insane.

- Can you be fucking still, Connor? Please.

- How?

- Reports of the virus are coming in

from all over the world,

so we can now confirm this is a worldwide pandemic.

We'll be bringing you updates

when we get any new information.

But for now, I'm Rachel Lyons with AV7 News,

asking everyone to please stay home,

and please stay safe.

- This is fucked. Where are the others?

- What? They didn't come back last night?

- Yeah, what if they didn't make it back inside in time?

- Look for all we know, this is just a lot of speculation.

I'm on hold with the police.

We'll find them.

- Coach is right.

For now, we all just need to stay calm.

- But we have to get you to the hospital, Greg.

- Wait, the hospital, what? - His, his leg, his, his neck.

His, his head.

- You just heard the news, babe.

The hospitals are already overwhelmed, okay?

- He's right.

If this thing is airborne, we cannot go outside.

- He's really hurt, guys.

- Hey, look at me. Look at me.

I'm gonna be okay, right?

- Yes, yes, hello?

Oh, thank God. Thank God.

No, no. I need to report six missing people.

No, they're, they're part of a racing team.

I'm their coach.

Yes, we, we just saw the thing on the virus,

so obviously I'm even more concerned for them now.

No, they, uh,

they, they, they disappeared, like...

- Oh shit! - Hold on.

Come on, calm down. We'll be okay.

- Careful! Careful!

Get away from the windows! - Settle.

- It's all right.

- Are you okay?

- Hey, is everybody okay?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Good. - Good.

- Hello?

Hello? Hello?

Dammit.

- So what'd he say?

- The phone line's dead.

Goddammit!

- You hear that? - What?

- Shh. Listen.

- Wait, who is that?

- Who is it?

- Do not open it, Connor.

- You see anything?

- No, I don't see anything.

- Maybe they left.

- Please let me in!

Please! Open the door!

Please hurry!

- Shit.

- Bianca? - Whoa, whoa, whoa.

what are you doing? - No, no. I'm letting her in.

- No, she could be infected. - Please.

- Let her inside, guys she needs help!

- Fuck that. - Please let me in. Hurry!

- No, no.

- I, I don't know what to do.

- Don't open that door.

- I'm with Connor on this one, Coach.

- I don't think we should let her in either.

- What? We have to let her in.

- If she is infected, we could all die.

- Yes, think about that. - He's right.

- Where'd she go? Where'd she go?

Where the fuck did she go?

- She's gone. - She's gone?

- Oh shit. - Fuck.

- Bianca! - Bianca!

- Fuck me, okay.

Hey guys. Guys, she's over here.

- Did we get all the locks? - She's here?

- They're all locked!

- Please let me in. Please. - Hold on.

- Do you see her? - Move over.

I'm letting her in. - Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Where's Anne?

- She's gone.

- She could die if we don't open the door!

- She could infect us all.

Do not let your personal feelings

get in the way of your better judgment.

- Coach, listen to him.

- Coach, I'm sorry, we can't. - Please.

Please, open the door. Please.

- I, I can't.

We can't just let her die like this.

- Shit, I can. - You're an asshole.

- This is about our safety, too.

- Please, please, please.

What? What?

What is it? It's coming!

- Oh shit. - What is that?

- Please. Please.

- Coach!

- I'm not gonna let her in.

I'm sorry. I can't.

I can't infect my team. - Please do it. For me?

- Coach, no, we can't.

- Where's your empathy and compassion, goddammit?

Don't do it.

- I'm sorry.

- Oh my God, Greg! Oh my God.

- Coach, no!

- Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh shit.

- She could have the virus. Get back.

- Are you okay?

- Get her out of here! - Yeah!

What did you do that for? - Anne, Anne is dead.

We're all gonna die.

- She's dead.

- Coach, how you doin'?

Yo.

- Hey, he needs more time.

- All we've got is time.

- Anything?

- No. No service.

You? - Psh. Nothing.

- Hey, where the hell is Cruz?

-That's a good question.

He'll be fine. Come on.

- That's a fire.

Oh, that's a fire.

That's a fire.

- Cruz!

Fuck, dude. Thank God.

- Hey, you shouldn't be out here, Cruz.

How much of that have you had?

- Enough. - It's not a bad idea.

- Hey, what are you doing?

- What's it look like I'm doing, man?

We just fuckin' saw a chick die, bro.

I'm fuckin' drinking, that's what I'm doing.

Gimme some of that. - Oh, yeah, join the party.

Yeah, great plan, Steffan.

- My pleasure. Boom.

- Can you guys hurry the fuck up?

Something's out here, man.

- Yeah, cry baby.

- Ah, come on. Give me another.

- Oh, big boy.

- You might need one of these. You want some of this?

- No, I don't fuckin' want one. I wanna go back inside.

- Gimme another one. Gimme another one.

Oh.

- I'm fine, babe.

- What can I do for you? How can I help?

- Well, I need some electrolytes,

maybe some Clif Mix.

- Okay, okay, I'll be right back.

- Clif Mix. Water.

Ah, come on, man.

- Drink, drink, drink, drink.

- Seriously. Come on.

It's not fuckin' funny.

I know it's not, man, but...

- Andrea?

- Jesus, you scared the shit out of me.

Coach, are you okay?

- Andrea? - In the kitchen.

- What's wrong? - Coach Lemeiux.

I mean, he just surprised me, but...

- Hey, Coach?

- Her eyes.

It shouldn't have happened like that.

- And then! - Come on man. Come on man.

You've had your drink. Come on.

Come on, man.

Come on, get up. Let's go.

Fuck. I don't know about this.

- Hey.

- Ah, Connor.

- Yeah, it's me. Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine. What, what the hell happened?

- Gimme that bottle!

- Come on!

Come on, man. Get up.

- What the fuck is that?

- Oh shit, you want me to drink that too?

- The fuck is that? - Ah!

Gimme some of that. - Hey man, hey look.

- What?

- Steffan, what the fuck is that?

- What are you talking...

What, man?

Oh, shit.

- What the fuck?

Hey, what?

Yo, I can't move.

- Steffan!

- Cruz!

- Cruz run!

- Oh shit.

Back up.

- Can it get in here?

- I don't know. Back up.

- What's happening?

- Is it gone?

- I think it's leaving.

- What the fuck was that?

- I think it is.

Hours would become days...

...and days seemed like weeks.

I had to bury Steffan and Cruz.

You know the riders never came back?

It's been weeks.

No news or updates from the outside world.

No cell phone coverage. No internet.

Being cooped up in here is,

it's starting to wear on all of us.

I mean, all this time in isolation,

seems to be more damning for some more than others.

One thing's for sure.

Coach is going off the deep end, bad.

I'm losing my shit.

I'm fucking going crazy in here. Day after day, same thing.

Is today the day we die?

Where's our next meal coming from?

I'm not sure how much longer we could survive like this.

- That's all that's left?

- I looked everywhere.

- Well, how long is this gonna last us?

- A couple days. Maybe a week, if we're lucky.

- So we divide it up evenly, and we ration it.

Where are the knives?

- I took them.

- Why the hell would you do that?

- Coach, why? - Hey, just back off, Connor.

Stay back. All of you, stay back.

Oh, for all I know, you're infected.

- But we've been with you this entire time.

- Take a deep breath, okay?

None of us have the virus.

- Where did you hide the knives?

- Somewhere safe.

I can see the writing on the wall.

- Oh, for fuck's sake, man,

you have got to pull your shit together.

- My shit? My shit?

Take a look around, guys.

Cruz, Steffan, Daniel, Jeremy, Simon, all the guys,

Anne and Bianca, they're all dead.

- Okay, just take it easy. - Look at our food supply.

- I know how to survive, okay?

There is so much food growing in this area.

We just have to figure out what plants to eat, that's all.

- What? Risk venturing out into the woods?

I mean, we could all be killed.

Okay, what about if we go to the neighbor's place?

- Might be worth a shot. - And what?

They're just gonna give us all their food?

- What's the alternative? - We stay here,

we do nothing, starve, maybe worse.

- Does nobody hear me? I, I can source us food.

- Okay, the best option

is to go to the neighbors.

- Okay.

Andrea, you stay here with Greg, Coach and I'll go.

- Oh yeah.

We'll just sit here and hope that you guys come back for us.

- Enough with the fucking bravado, Greg.

You can barely even stand up,

so why don't you just chill out and let us handle this?

- Don't get used to being the team leader, Connor.

I'm gonna recover, all right? And when I do--

- Yeah, I know, Greg. I'm just trying to help.

Why don't you just focus on getting better?

Cool?

- Yeah, okay.

- All right, look, if we're gonna do this,

we should go get prepared before dark.

- Oh, speaking of which,

you guys are probably gonna need these.

- We will be back soon. - Okay.

- Hey. - What?

- Be careful.

We need you guys back safe, all right?

- Man, I haven't seen that creepy-ass neighbor

since the day Andrea got here.

- Yeah, well,

there's no other places around here for miles.

For all we know, this guy's dead,

and he's got food just rottin' in his house.

- I mean, food would be nice.

Do you think this is ever gonna end?

- Everything has to end.

- You check out the front.

Oh God.

It doesn't look like anyone's home.

- Hello?

Is anyone home?

Bonjour?

- Hello?

- Hello?

- I guess this is the kitchen.

The fuck?

Did you hear that? - Yeah.

- Probably just a cat or something, right?

- Right, come on, we got a hurry.

You check the fridge. I'll check the cabinets.

- On it.

Oh fuck.

There's really not much in here.

And what is in here is, oh, it's gone bad. It's rotten.

- There's some decent stuff here,

but it's not gonna last us forever.

- It will last me plenty long.

- We didn't know anyone was home.

- We wouldn't have come in.

- There was no lights on or anything.

- If I leave the lights on,

there's a chance I might get visitors, right?

Can't risk it.

- Are you American?

- Used to be.

Can't go back now. Can't ever go back.

- What are you doing up here?

- I, I've been hiding out up here so they can't get in.

Yeah, the virus? This ain't a virus.

It's a goddamn takeover.

They want total control of our lives.

They see us as their little slaves,

and they wanna bring in their new world order.

I thought I got away from it all.

Looks like they finally got to me.

Don't you get it?

There's no way to hide. We're all dead.

- Look, we're just running out of food,

so if you can spare some--

- How do I know

that you ain't one of them?

- I'm a coach. We're part of a cycling team.

We're staying at the inn down the street.

- Sounds like a cover to me.

- Sir, please listen.

- Look, even if I give you food, you ain't gonna live.

They got advanced technology,

and their plan is to wipe out humanity.

You think these are earthquakes we've been having?

It's a goddamn extermination program.

The news is spreading lies and fear.

I bugged out 10 years ago.

Now, I got myself enough food and supplies,

so I ain't going nowhere,

and you guys ain't touching my stuff.

- We can barter. We have lots of booze.

- This ain't a negotiation. Now get outta my house!

Get out.

- Come on. Come on. - Before they release the bots.

- Okay, just hold on.

- No, I said hurry up and leave.

- Let's go.

- Then you're gonna have to shoot me,

because I'm not going anywhere.

Oh, no, no, no, no,

let's, let's talk about this.

Okay, We can work out something.

- No.

You're trespassing on my property and I want you out.

- Coach! Coach, don't!

Coach!

- This is so crazy.

Greg.

Greg?

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I just, I keep thinking that we're all gonna wake up,

and this will just be a bad dream.

- Yeah.

Do you think that there are other people out there?

People like us, that are still alive?

- I sure hope so.

- How are you feeling?

- I don't know.

Sometimes I feel okay, normal, almost.

And other times, I feel like my head is throbbing and--

- Let me take a look, yeah?

- How's it look?

- I, I think it's healing.

- You've never been a good liar.

- You are going to be okay.

- He's dead.

Why did you do that?

- He, he was gonna kill us.

Was either us or him.

Gun-toting maniacs like that need to be stopped.

- That's bullshit. That's bullshit.

You didn't have to pull the trigger.

- Oh goddammit, Connor.

I just saved your life, and this is the thanks I get?

- This is fucking insane.

What are we gonna tell Greg and Andrea?

Oh fuck, man.

- Hey, we're not.

We need to make a pact, right here, right now,

that we don't, we don't say a word of this to anyone, ever.

- What the fuck are you talking about? This is insane.

I'm not going along with this. Fuck your pact.

- No, hey. - Do not--

- You're not going anywhere, buddy

- Don't fucking touch me.

- If you're not with me, then you are against me.

My goodness, hey,

think of all we have been through together.

Are you just gonna throw that all away?

Now it's time to face the truth.

This is survival of the fittest out here,

so who gives a shit about this nut job?

- We need to live.

- Not like this. We could have worked together!

- Connor, Connor, please don't do this.

Look, we need to work together

if we're gonna get outta here.

No, no, think about it. It's you and me.

Greg is never getting back on that bike.

He's as good as dead, and think of all of the

resources that he's been using up.

Andrea is never gonna leave his side,

and we don't have enough food for all of us.

This is the sensible thing to do.

Come on, please, Connor.

If we leave together now, we will survive.

- Yeah.

It's day...

Ah, fuck it.

I don't know. I don't know what day it is.

I don't know what time it is.

It's all irrelevant now.

I don't know if anything matters anymore.

Death always seemed so distant,

so far from reality, far from my reality.

Now it's, it's all...

Fuck.

Okay.

Now my reality is nothing but death.

Seeing it up close and personal,

now I feel like I'm just waiting for it to be my turn.

Fuck.

- Here.

- Where is he? - Who fuckin' cares?

The better question is,

where'd you get that shotgun, Connor?

Hello? Connor?

Hello?

- We found it at the neighbor's house.

Coach said we might need it.

- The way he's been acting, sounds like a bad idea.

- Well, we can ask him.

Yeah, I'm sure he'll be down any second.

- Did you get any sleep?

- No.

- What is it?

- What the hell is he doing?

- I have no idea.

Maybe he got too drunk and passed out.

- Yeah, I mean, we haven't been sleeping.

Doubt he's been able to.

- Um, I say we let him have a moment to himself.

- What?

He can't stay outside. What if that mist comes back?

- Then it would be doing us a favor.

- Dude.

- Where the hell are you going?

- To check on him. - Hey, dammit.

- Coach?

- You might wanna stay back.

Hey, Coach.

- Coach?

- Coach?

- Dammit, Jamie, say something.

- Coach.

Oh shit.

- Is he?

Oh my God.

Oh my God, the mist got to him!

We have to get inside.

- Now! Move, now! - Go, go, go, go, go.

- Come on!

Get up here. Andrea, Connor, come on!

- Wait, do you see anything?

- Just keep moving! - Go, go, go, go, go.

The mist hasn't returned. At least not yet.

It's the three of us,

kind of just waiting,

doing whatever we can to pass the time,

keep from going crazy.

Because, well,

none of us want to end up like Coach Lemeiux.

So we just try to keep things as normal as possible.

Sticking to our routine,

setting alarms so we don't sleep all day.

And actually, the last couple days,

got to know each other pretty well.

And I guess that's what happens when you're stuck in a house

with literally nothing else to do.

- Oh fuck.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Coffee's ready.

- Thanks.

Thank you.

How's Greg?

Sorry.

- It's not your fault.

You really miss him?

- He was always good to me.

He was a great coach, and an even better guy.

He deserved better.

- Yeah.

I think his death affected Greg more than he'll ever admit,

but it's Greg.

He wasn't always that way, you know.

The way that you know him.

- People change.

- Yeah, they do.

I'm gonna go check on him.

- Yeah.

People do change.

I've been thinking.

Maybe we should go get some help.

- You think that's a good idea?

- I don't know, but I do know Greg needs medical attention.

- I'm right here. Stop talking about me like I'm not.

- You're in bad shape, dude.

- Please just don't say that. - He's dying.

- I can't hear this right now.

- We go back outside,

that fucking thing comes back, and we all die.

- Okay, look, theoretically, we don't have to go anywhere.

We could stay right here. My parents were survivalists.

I mean, there's plenty of mushrooms and edible plants

all around this area that we could eat.

- Oh, no, no, no.

We'll probably get poisoned,

like that guy who went to live in Alaska

to live in the wild.

He ate plants and he died.

- Are you ever gonna fucking trust me?

Yeah, I know what I'm talking about, all right?

We never should have went

looking for that fucking food.

- He's right, Greg. - Okay.

Go pull us some weeds.

Make us something.

I'm dying anyway.

- Fine. I will.

You'll see it's not that bad.

- All right.

Nature boy, show us what you got.

- I will, Greg. Fuck.

- Please. Just be careful.

- I will.

Here you guys go.

Oh wait. Don't touch it yet. Don't touch it yet.

There we go. Just add a little bit of this.

You guys are not gonna believe how good it tastes.

- Cheers to chef.

- Cheers.

Mm. Wow.

- I, uh, can't believe it.

This is actually really fucking delicious.

Mm-hmm.

- Really, it is so amazing, Connor.

We definitely should have listened to you sooner.

- Hmm. - Yeah, yeah.

- Mm.

How about a little dessert?

- Mm.

- Okay.

Yeah, sure. I'm down for that.

- There you go.

- What are we cheers-ing to?

- Hmm.

How about to life? - Hmm.

- I guess they weren't kidding when they called this

the sixth mass extinction.

- No shit. To life.

- To never taking a single moment for granted,

appreciating every second.

- Cheers.

- Oh God. - Mm, that's...

...strong. - That tastes like gasoline.

That's my bad.

I'm not much of a drinker.

This is the first thing I could find.

- Oh, whatever. It'll do the job.

Yeah.

Yeah. You did really good, kid.

- Seconds?

- Yes. - Yeah.

- Wow. - Let's do it.

- Tastes like shit.

- It's better than nothing.

You know what?

I'm just gonna give this a little try.

I hope you like static.

- Oh my God, you guys, it's the news.

It's working.

- We are coming to you with an emergency report.

It appears the authorities have finished their investigation

into the multitude of deaths worldwide,

originally assumed to be caused by a virus.

Experts are now saying we are being invaded

by a species of extraterrestrial origins.

We have no further information at this time,

except to tell everyone to please stay in your homes

and keep your family safe.

I'm Rachel Lyons with AV7 News,

asking everyone to please stay safe out there.

- Oh my God.

- You gotta be kidding me.

Aliens?

That, that's what's been behind the mist this entire time?

Fucking aliens?

I don't believe this.

This shit is crazy.

Maybe we should all just, we should all just go to bed,

all right?

I don't think I can handle any more bad news tonight.

- I'm getting fucked up.

- Cheers.

To coach.

May he rest in peace.

Aliens.

What?

- The aliens didn't kill Coach.

- What?

- What did you say?

- Hey, Connor, what are you doing?

Don't go out there.

- When we went to the neighbor's house,

he wouldn't let me leave.

- This is the sensible thing to do.

Come on, please, Connor.

If we leave together now, we will survive.

- Yeah. Where the fuck are we gonna go?

You have seriously lost your fucking mind, dude.

- What did you just say?

- You are fucking crazy! You just killed a guy.

- Ah, okay.

No, now the picture is becoming crystal clear.

- Oh, for fuck's sake.

- No, I hadn't seen it until now,

but you have been manipulating

this entire situation from the beginning.

- How?

- By poisoning our team with your ideas.

Nah, you're no saint.

Trying to convince us that the innkeepers were murderers,

manipulating Greg and Andrea

so you can come between them.

- That's, that's not true.

That's not true. That's not true.

I've been helping Greg, and you know that.

- Yeah, right off a cliff.

Come on. I see how you look at her.

You want her.

So why don't we make this little pact,

and then we can go back and act like

none of this ever happened.

- This is fucking insane.

Okay, fuck you. Fuck your pact.

I'm out of here.

He wrestled me to the ground.

- You're not going anywhere.

- I killed him.

I fucking killed Coach.

I'm so fucking sorry.

- It's okay.

You didn't have a choice.

It's okay.

You saved us.

- Oh God.

Oh God.

- Ah.

- Hey, what's wrong? Is it back?

- No.

Promise me you'll take care of her when I'm gone.

- Greg. - Don't.

I've come to terms with what's happening to me,

and I know how you feel about her.

- Come on, man. I could never. - It's okay. It's okay.

I need to hear you say it, Connor.

I need to hear you say it.

I need to hear you say it, Connor.

- I promise.

- Thanks.

- Did you get any sleep?

- If I go to sleep, I'm not waking up.

I think I'm gonna go lay down.

- I'll, I'll go with you.

- I'd like that.

Look out for those false flats, newbie.

Life's full of them.

- Greg,

I love you.

- I love you, too.

Always.

- No, no, no.

No, no, no.

No, Greg, Greg.

No, no.

No, no, Greg, Greg, Greg, Greg.

No, no, no.

No.

No.

- Sounds like some kind of military operation.

Could be Marines maybe.

It's coordinates.

Coordinates to what?

It's been two months since Greg died.

It feels like yesterday.

Trying my best to take care of Andrea,

but it just doesn't feel right.

I know it sounds corny,

but maybe it was meant to be.

Telling me that's coincidence that we're the last two left?

The mist could've got me. I could've went crazy.

I could've crashed my bike, but just me and her left?

I've felt this way about her

since literally the day she got here.

How long until I'm supposed to make a move?

How long do we even have left anyways?

So now the news is saying that it may be an alien invasion.

So this is potentially my last entry.

So I guess whoever finds this, thanks for watching.

- What's all this for?

- I don't know.

Just kind of made sense to make this a real meal.

- And the music, the wine, the candles?

- I don't know.

I just figured we'd been through so much that we could...

- What? Have a date?

- No, no, no, it's not a date.

Just thought, try to do something special.

I mean, you never know this,

could be our last day on Earth together.

- Okay, hang on.

Greg was gonna take me to Paris after camp.

- Wow. You look beautiful.

- Thank you.

- Here.

- So I've been doing some thinking, about acceptance.

We can't live like this forever.

I think that it's time that we accept that

we're gonna die here.

- Heavy.

- So I guess that this would be our last supper.

- Let's not think about it like that.

Let's just enjoy the moment.

- Well, this looks amazing. Thank you.

- It's literally cashews and lettuce.

- So if this is our last night on Earth,

it should be celebrated, you know?

Come on, let's try to have some fun.

And what's the point to life if it isn't fun?

- That's actually a good point.

You know, I've been thinking about that a lot actually?

Like, what's the point of anything?

You know, like what's the point of life?

- To have the best time possible.

I mean, there's no point to anything

if you're not enjoying it.

Let's try to have the best night of our lives.

- Fuck it.

Let's live it up tonight.

- Come on, dance with me.

- I don't know.

You look great, but dancing? - Just copy me.

- Hey, come on. We gotta be careful out here.

- Why? We're not living in fear anymore.

Come on. Come in the pool with me.

- Seriously, come on.

- I want my last swim to be with you.

Come on.

Let's get in the hot tub.

- Absolutely.

- They're here. I guess this is it.

I don't want it to end.

- There is nobody

I would rather spend my final moments with.

You hear me?

Hey guys.

This will be my last update from the inn.

When the beam of light came down from the craft

and it hit us,

I, I got this like, I, I don't know,

download, like, like a telepathic connection,

and I, I just knew.

The aliens, well, they're not the way we think of them.

Not like little green men.

The crafts were controlled by artificial intelligence,

and they produced that deadly mist

that killed the whole team.

And it used the mist like a virus

to turn us against each other first, and then it took over.

As the world had become more consumed by AI technology,

it saw humans as a threat

and decided we should be eliminated.

It didn't matter if it came from a secret military project

or if it was actually some alien intelligence.

The result was the same: the destruction of humanity.

Why it spared us, that I, I don't know.

We just decided to stop living in fear.

So if this video gets out,

I hope it serves as a warning to those who survived.

- Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

Tonight, we are bringing you an emergency report

on what has been a terrifying ordeal.

We can now confirm the alien invasion is over.

We are now getting reports from all over the globe

saying the alien crafts are gone

and many lives have been spared.

Experts are baffled as to why some areas

and people were targeted.

As for now, that remains a complete mystery.

I...

What's happening? What's going on?

John, are you back there?

What's happening? What's...

Oh my God.

- Emergency broadcast system warning.

AI has hijacked advanced technology

and staged an alien invasion.

We must stop the AI takeover by any means necessary.

A counter-offensive series of EMPs

is being deployed worldwide.

Prepare to go off grid.

Stand united. Humanity will prevail.