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Aaah! Aaah! Aaah!

No! Not this place! Please! Please!

Aaah

Asshole!

Kron!

I know you're here!

Let go of me, you lapdog!

Come and do it yourself, asshole!

You're exactly the same.

In every way.

So are you.

You may leave.

Where's Asker?

He froze to death under Västerbron Bridge last winter.

Some guys have all the luck.

This is not the first time I've stared death in the face.

And that it's you, a pathetic bug...

Oh, the irony!

How do you live with yourself?

- Murderer! - You're one to talk.

I was just following orders.

Like a good soldier!

This will take a while...

- Don't worry. I'll help you. - Hellemyr!

- Why are they trying to kill you? - Tying up loose ends.

There's a fatal disease that only affects our kind.

They said we may have been infected during the war.

So they started running tests on us, like lab rats.

But something must have happened, because they're taking us out one by one.

Gunnar, Josef, Asker, me...

Kron!

Hellemyr is here!

Why me?

Well?

Why?!

- I was only two years old! - You were young, untainted.

- Not like Wennerbom and the others. - Untainted? You ruined my life!

On the contrary. I saved your life.

But I didn't know at the time that you carry the disease.

Where's Wennerbom?

Is he in there?

Stop her!

We have to go!

We have to leave this place!

- Go on. - The disease is hereditary.

You got it from your father, and he got it from his.

- It can't be cured, only suppressed. - With the implant?

Yes, but it suppresses your hidden abilities as well as the disease.

- But there is another way. - Which is?

Adrenaline from one's own offspring. It works like a vaccine.

- Burn out your own child? - Precisely!

- My father's trying to kill me. - To save himself.

- Who is he? - I don't know.

- Who is he?! - I don't know!

But you should have the same changes in pigmentation that he does.

A large birthmark somewhere on your body.

Now!

- Like this? - That's the disease.

It's your legacy. The mark of your father.

Svedberg!

- Huh? - Anders Svedberg.

- He had one exactly like it. - Who is he?

He was our lieutenant at the Battle of the Somme in 1916.

When we...descended into hell.

I have to find him.

- Come on! - The Archives at Wittsätra.

All of the Hidden are registered there.

You knew we weren't infected.

Yet you continued...

...experimenting on us anyway!

Year after year!

You sick bastard!

This will take a while...

What the hell is this? Come on.

- Come on! - Wait!

Eldh! Eldh, are you okay?

Sure...

Do you know who Anders Svedberg is?

- We have to get out of here! - Help me! Grab the other side!

Hurry up!

Can you take her to the hospital? I have to go to The Archives at Wittsätra.

- Where is it? - By the elevators. You can't miss it.

It's the only place with 24-hour security.

- Take good care of her. - Yeah, okay.

I'll go get someone.

Hello?

Hello? I need help! A woman is hurt! Help me!

I don't know who she is, she was just lying there.

What happened to her?

No, I don't know. She was just lying in the street...

EMERGENCY ROOM

Would you say Abrahamsson is a good cop?

- No... - And yet she's rising through the ranks.

She's 39. She graduated when she was 25.

She's achieved all this since then. Less than two years at each post.

- That's unusual. - Yeah, it is.

I ran a comparison of similar posts around the country.

The youngest was 51 when he reached her level.

Take a look at this.

I'll be damned.

Quite a leap!

Hang on.

Yes?

I'm on my way.

That was Tage. He found something. I'll be right back.

I'll keep looking.

This is from surveillance the night after Valls.

Someone was in there for three minutes and they didn't sign in.

Does anyone else know about this?

The guard, but I requested all footage. She doesn't know what I'm looking for.

This is everything. But it's strictly circumstantial.

It proves nothing.

- So, be careful who you tell. - Of course.

Thanks.

I'm coming!

- Is this a good time? - What the hell are you doing here?

- I thought you'd like to see this. - I'm off the clock.

- It will have to wait until tomorrow. - You don't have time to wait.

What am I looking at?

Obstruction of justice.

This is you stealing the Valls documents.

You've sabotaged this investigation from the start.

You're out of your mind, Schiller.

I know you're dirty.

You've got five lives on your conscience. Five!

A newborn, three colleagues, and a senior citizen.

Hand in your resignation tomorrow morning.

- Are you done? - Tomorrow morning, Susanne.

I think she bought it.

Just calm down. Huh?

No, I know that, but...

What pictures?

Susanne, don't worry. We'll work this out.

Good. I'll be in touch.

Don't do anything stupid.

Problem?

Let's talk in the car.

Make it fast. I have to get to Wittsätra.

I know. That's why I wanted to meet.

Borg, I don't even know if I can trust you, but I'm left with no choice.

Just say what's on your your mind. I have no secrets from Göte.

If Ninni gets her way...

...and Candlemas is only for the chosen, it's the beginning of the end for us.

Does she understand that?

There's little Ninni doesn't understand.

Then talk some sense into her.

She doesn't listen to me anymore.

What makes you think she'd listen to me?

I've seen how she favors you.

Not just anyone gets to officiate a council vote.

Maybe you'll wind up with Lilja's seat.

Without a pedigree? Hardly.

You have a part to play, Borg.

- I just don't know what it is. - Ninni has lived through two world wars.

She's seen what mankind does to deviant minorities.

- An open conflict is out of the question. - Then what does she want?

I really don't know.

I can only guess.

Let's say the "blendings" are excluded from Candlemas.

That they try to numb the pain with electricity, but the hunger is too great.

The moment the first human is taken,

Ninni can denounce the "blendings" as Outriders.

From there it's not a big leap to mass internment and burnouts.

You clearly understand more than I do.

Talk to her. For all our sakes.

- Do you really think she...? - Don't worry. Drive.

Here he is. Ek's new errand boy.

My family has been on the Council since The Communion was founded.

Do you really think our seat is open to the likes of you?

It requires a vote of censure and a unanimous verdict.

Take these to The Archives for scanning. Then destroy them.

You may have Ninni fooled, but the rest of us see you for what you are:

A well-groomed mutt.

You're nothing!

REBECCA, 25, GONE MISSING

Hey! I'm going to The Archives. I should be on the list.

You look angry. Are you angry?

No. Sorry, I must've taken a wrong turn. I'm looking for The Archives.

Here I am.

- Are you The Archives? - Yes, of course I am.

- I'm looking for someone. - Then have a seat.

- I don't have time to play games with you. - Sit down!

You're younger than me, so you go first.

- I'm looking for Anders Svedberg. - He doesn't exist.

- He's my father. - What's your name?

Jonas. Hellemyr.

Viveca asked about you. You don't exist.

Yet here you are. Your turn.

My father was a lieutenant during the war.

There are many wars. Roll the dice.

WW I. The Battle of the Somme.

There is no Anders Svedberg.

- Who else was at the Somme? - Privates Asker and Fensbo...

...Privates Huzcko and Wennerbom, Lieutenants Kron and Borg...

- What did you say? - Privates Asker and Fensbo...

- What did you say after "Wennerbom"? - Lieutenants Kron and Borg...

Borg?

- Eldh's boss? - Lieutenant Jan Elias Borg.

Back to the office?

No, I have another matter to attend to.

EMERGENCY ROOM

You look like shit.

Do you mind?

Thanks.

Diplomatic plates! Get a picture of the car!

Okay! Take it easy.

What the hell is she mixed up in?

- Hello... - Hello.

Come in.

- Is this a bad time? - No, not at all.

- It sounded like you needed help. - Yeah, I know, I'm...

Sorry if I sounded a bit upset on the telephone.

It's Schiller. I don't know if...

...if I can control him any longer.

You don't have to.

What do you mean?

How long have we known each other?

I'll take care of it, Susanne. I promise.

Follow them. I'll go talk to Abrahamsson.

- Maintain telephone contact. - Okay.

Abrahamsson!

Hello?

Susanne?

Susanne...?

Susanne!

Thor Schiller, off-duty officer. There's an emergency!

- She has a weak pulse, cloudy eyes. - Is she responsive?

- No. - Is she conscious?

- I don't know. - An ambulance is on the way.

Great, thanks.

Okay...

Come on.

That's it.

Swallow.

That's it.

Good.

This will help you.

There you go...

You're going to be fine.

- What do we do about her? - Let her do her thing.

- Hello? - Tell me you didn't lose him.

No, I'm right outside his door.

- He must have drugged Abrahamsson. - What?!

She has a pulse, but she's unresponsive.

Her eyes are cloudy. I called an ambulance.

- I'll be there as soon as I can. - See you.

I know who you work for.

I'm going to see Borg.

You can't stop me.

Back off!

She's patient. You have to give her that.

Good. She'll need to be.

Why didn't you come yourself?

- Let him go. - Answer me!

If you want to talk, let Göte go.

Why send an assassin if you want to burn me out?

- I don't know... - Stop it.

I know who you are...

My father!

I'm father to many.

- But not to you. - You were at the Somme during WWI.

- You were in command. - Who told you that?

Wennerbom.

Kron.

The Archives.

Are they all lying?

No.

I was at the Somme. For two weeks.

Then I was sent home.

I wasn't made for the trenches.

It's possible Kron was there.

But I wasn't in command.

You are looking for someone else.

You've made quite a mess since you turned up.

Jeopardized a lot of lives.

Maybe Eldh was right.

Someone is using you for other purposes.

I can help you.

On the condition that you help me when the time comes.

Here it is.

Lieutenant Anders Svedberg.

Adrian Savin?

"Death does not surprise the wise man."

"He is always ready to go."