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While the West went on its crusade
in the Middle East,

hunger riots broke out everywhere.

Human loss was staggering.

Radiation from nuclear weapons
caused large-scale climate disruption,

plunging half of all inhabited lands
into freezing temperatures,

and the other half into drought.

Amidst the chaos, on every continent,

big corporations formed new alliances,

drawing up the territories
ruled by a huge metropolises.

Old Europe faded,
making way for Greater Europe,

run by an imposing conglomerate
known as Prometheus.

Overlooking the city-state,

protected by militias made up of
ex-military elites and ruthless mercenaries,

Prometheus established power
by dividing the population.

A High City for the rich,

and a Low City for the middle class,

relegating those on the fringe

to a far-off place
nicknamed “the Steps”.

LOW CITY. THE STEPS

I did all I could
as not to wake her.

I bought myself an electric car,

a new garage door,

I put in thick carpets,
so I wouldn’t be heard,

I undress in the dark,
I go up the stairs, really quietly,

the door hinges are oiled,
so they don’t squeak.

And still, my wife
wakes up and throws a fit!

Then his friend says,

“Well, for me, it’s the opposite,

“I rev the car in the garage,
the engine’s roaring,

“I set off all the alarms,

“the dog wakes up and starts barking,
I turn on all the lights,

“I trip, I fall, I head upstairs,

“I kick the door open,

“and I shout: ‘Woman!

“ ‘If you knew what I’ve been through,

“ ‘what a hangover,
I could use a good blowjob!’ ”

But she doesn’t wake up!

I came to get back what you stole.

Don’t do it, Dan.

We fought together,
damn it.

We could get rich, man...

Sorry, Wim, I got my orders.

EMPIRE OF ILLUSION

LOWER CITY. DEVIANTS QUARTERS

My name is Sirius Becker,

I’m a police commander,

head of the BRCV, the blood squad.

We lose a cop every week.

Sacristan to units 3 and 6.
Armed attack in a shopping center

on the corner of 54th and 8th.

Five guys on the run, heavily armed,
driving a black Hummer, tinted glass,

license plate unknown.

I knew the world before,
when men were led by governments.

That was before the multinationals.
Before Prometheus.

Before all this shit.

Unit 3 to Sacristan.

We’re stuck at 32nd and 9th,
triple homicide with hostages,

unable to attend.

Check with unit 6.

My name is Sirius Becker

and I’m about to die.

Unit 6 to Sacristan,

we’ve got a visual,
we’re on them.

They’re on 47th,
headed for the Steps.

Requesting backup immediately!

Sacristan to unit 13.
Urgent.

Brawl in a club, the Stinky Pussy.
43rd and 102nd.

Customers and two bouncers injured,
it’s a bloodbath in there.

We’ll take it.

He attacked us with a machete,

we didn’t see anything coming.

- What does he look like?
- A hulk. Two meters,

over a hundred kilos, long hair,

camouflage pants,
you can’t miss him.

- Is he baked?
- Completely.

I’ve never seen a man’s eyes like it.

Drop it!

What’s up with this guy?

LOW CITY

3rd DISTRICT
CRIMINAL DIVISION

Put him in solitary.
I’ll run his fingerprints.

- Where’d you get that piece of ass?
- Same place I got your mother, asshole!

Observation PC to Sirius Becker.

I’d like to remind you that
alcohol consumption is strictly forbidden.

FINGERPRINTS
SEARCH – CANCEL

MATCH FOUND

CLASSIFIED FILE

I was looking for you.

We searched your guy,

we found this on him.

What’s this?

Some new shit,
he was seriously gone.

- Who else knows about this?
- Just Cheyenne and me.

- Video surveillance?
- Not working.

Nobody can find out about this.

Dan Sorensen,

ex-member of the Special Forces.

Served seven years
in the tactics unit of the Black Squad.

Medal of Honor for
bravery in the Niger delta battle.

Got a smoke?

That medal...

They gave it to me
for killing some guys,

while trying to recover
Prometheus’ oil terminals.

I don’t give a fuck
about your war stories.

What I want to know is,
how does a military elite,

who went missing in combat
over seven years ago,

wound up with a machete
in a club in the Deviants quarters,

with all this shit on him?

A memory-erasing pill, cop.

The only meds that work.

Who’s your supplier?

The classic story:

a guy I don’t know,
an address I forgot.

Don’t bother, cop,

it’s too late, they’re already on the road.

“They”?

Who are “they”?

Please step aside, Commander,

so we can access
sergeant Sorensen’s cell,

who, from this day forward,
is under my authority.

Why?

Because he’s part of my unit,

and as such,
the Black Squad has ratione materiae

to investigate any crimes
he may have committed.

My sources tell me he hasn’t been
part of your unit for years.

He’s no special case,
his actions are subject to our jurisdiction.

Your sources have misinformed you.

Know what it costs
to oppose one of the Directors’ decisions?

Don’t make me use force.

Oh, one last thing.

When you arrested him,
was sergeant Sorensen carrying

any narcotics or illicit chemical substances

- that might be of interest to us?
- The contents of his search are yours.

The emergence of a new political system,
promoting equal opportunities,

that places value on
success, work and personal accomplishments.

Next month,
here in this business neighborhood,

we’ll celebrate the 10th anniversary
of Prometheus.

A reminder of our duties
towards the Directors.

Dad?

HIGH CITY
BLACK SQUAD HEADQUARTERS

MAINTENANCE AND REPROGRAMMING
SPECIAL UNIT

LOW CITY
PRIVILEGED RESIDENTS’ QUARTERS

- You were fighting again?
- It’s nothing.

Wait for me in the car, honey.

- You okay, son?
- Yeah, okay.

Lou is in her room,

she just got expelled from school.

I’ll let you take care of that, okay?

Whatcha lookin’ at?

There’s not a single photo
of me and mom...

You got one of me
on your phone?

You smoke?

I smoke, I drink.

I take drugs, I fuck.

With him?

Among others.

- Can we talk?
- There’s no use.

I prefer to sing.

Some people hit,
I prefer to sing.

Am I right?

I do my job, Lou,
and I try to do it well.

Does your buddy teach you that bullshit?

Anything else?

Just the bill.

If you want to unwind together,
I’m almost done.

Not tonight.

- You got problems?
- We all got problems.

Who do you think is wiser –
the one who accepts everything,

or the one who accepts nothing?

They say: “Only surrender can disarm anger.”

Why? Do I look angry?

You’re changing.

You’re scaring lots of people.

They pay me for that.

I don’t want to lose you.

Didn’t know you liked sushi.

Japs eat sushi.

You’re in Chinatown here.

Jap, Viet, Chinese,
what’s the dif?

All ready to bang us.

What’s the plan?

Four dead, in the Steps.

The higher-ups told me.

Cheyenne and the lab guys
are on site.

Why us? Homicide should take it.

I know,

but the orders are from very high up.

HIGH CITY
PROMETHEUS HEADQUARTERS

We’ve caught the guy
who defected.

He’s suffering from depression
due to post-traumatic stress.

He’s in one of our
hypnotherapy centers.

He’ll be operational soon.

Don’t you think it’s better
to deactivate him?

Sergeant Sorensen is
a highly skilled veteran.

His military file is exemplary.

Until this unfortunate incident,
his work was remarkable.

We can’t just destroy

financial investments
enlisted by Prometheus

to design this project.

It’s one thing to design a project,
it’s quite another to succeed.

LOW CITY
THE STEPS CHECKPOINT

I was expecting the Crime boys,

not the stray dogs from BRCV.

Shitty case, shitty cops.
Hi, Doc.

I don’t think it’s a shitty case,

It’s a case that smells like shit.

Four bodies, Caucasian, shot dead.

Bullet marks indicate
a large caliber war weapon.

And the giant barbeque

tells us we’re dealing with a pro.

When did it happen?

My initial samples point to yesterday,

around the 7 p.m.

I searched the street,
no one heard anything.

Only one weapon was used.

He either caught ’em off-guard,
or he knew ’em.

Their clips are full.

When were the bodies found?

According to the Black Squad’s report,
it was 10:20 p.m.

And they tell us now?

I told you it smelled like shit.

Well, I have something
you might be interested in.

I was able to run
the contents of their stomachs.

Our friends lost their souls
with their bellies full.

And not just anything:
champagne, vodka, caviar.

Caviar, here?

Here or wherever, in any case,
that’s what they packed away.

Well, gotta go,

gotta get these bodies back to the lab,
for more testing.

I’ll call you with any news.

I need a favor.

A full test, just for me.

Okay, got it.

There’s only one place
to find caviar.

Yeah, the Russians!

What they do to cops!

They’ll cut off
what used to be your balls.

The Black guy up there,
he’s filming us.

He’s getting away!

Stop!

Fucking stop!

Your camera.

What’s on it for you to split like that?

- What’s your name?
- Marcus.

It’s not nice to film strangers.

That’s why Munro and his dogs
were in such a hurry to get Sorensen back.

Want to grab a bite?
I’m starving.

When are you
not starving?

A borscht should do it.

What’s that?

A Russian delicacy.

- I’m going out.
- Where to?

Sirius, my friend!
Welcome to my hell!

Next time, let us know you’re coming.

Remember who you’re
speaking to, Yukov.

You wouldn’t risk coming here,

unless you had your reasons.

What’s your problem?

Four stiffs
gunned down and roasted,

and a new drug.

The two are connected.

What makes you think that?

“Initial investigations show...”
You know the drill.

So, what do you
want from me?

To tell you something I don’t know?

I got nothing to do with this.

The victims ate here.

Maybe someone here
could help identify them.

Here, women only speak
when they’re spoken to, Miss.

It’s not the woman talking,
it’s the cop.

We had an agreement, Yukov.

We overlook some of your activities,

and, in return, you stop with
the bloodbaths and human trafficking.

You come here to tell me
I’m a killer!

You come here with your bitch,
to insult me in front of my friends!

What am I supposed to do?

Keep wasting time talking to you,

or slit your belly, so I can piss in it?

Death is a law, Sirius,

it always catches up

with those who run from it.

What were you thinking?

We could’ve gotten killed.

Why look at his bitch like that?

What are you playing at?

“His bitch” is calling.

Yeah?

Okay.

Yukov’s dealer is coming.

Name’s Tobias,
he’ll be driving a black Audi.

Who’s that girl?

She does favors for me.

What kind of favors?

Favors.

Hope you know where you’re treading.

She’s not just treading.

Do I ask you where you dip your wick?

- I got the tests you asked for.
- Go ahead, shoot.

It’s a product unlike any other.

A sort of speedball, highly addictive,

a powerful mix
of heroine, cocaine, STP, amphetamines.

But the cherry on the top: DMT.

Scientific name:

dimethyltryptamine.
It’s a psychotropic substance,

produced by the pineal gland,
that induces hallucinations.

And... the feeling that death

- is imminent, in some cases.
- Meaning?

The pineal gland
is an endocrinal gland

located tn the hypothalamus.

Descartes called it
“the seat of the soul”.

Meaning, before death,
it releases a high dose of DMT in the brain,

easing the transition.

I gotta go.

Should we get him now?

Sirius, what do we do?

We wait.

Do you want to try it?

What are you doing here?
It’s not your area.

You don’t have enough
of your own shit...?

Don’t break my balls,
not a good time.

Okay, you know best.

We ride on his tail
and force him out of here.

Fuck!

Start! Damn it!

Fucking start!

Fuck!

Stop the engine.

Stop the engine!

- Hands on the wheel.
- Get out!

Open the fucking door!
Open it!

Get out! Get out of there!

- My dad’s a cop.
- I don’t give a shit!

Get out!

Get out, or I’ll shoot you!

Get out of the car!

Out! Out, damn it!

She has a gun! She has a gun!

You’ve reached Lou.
Please leave a message.

Drop your weapon,
asshole!

You too, drop your weapon,
or I’ll kill her!

Drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon! Now!