A Sense of Dread (2026)

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[Interviewer] What is your last name

and your occupational specialty?

It's Samuels, and that's U-E-L-S.

People call me Sam.

Oh, my OS is infrastructure technician.

I'm sorry, I don't have a code for that.

What was it again?

That's Michaels, M-I-C-H-A-E-L-S.

My occupation is cruiser director.

I'll be setting up dinner, dancing,

bingo nights on Saturday,

that kind of thing.

Nothing?

O'Neel. That's with two Es.

I'm a geologist, but I'm

not sure what my job is.

They never really told me

when I got my high notice.

Just put maintenance.

IT. I'm IT.

[Interviewer] And what

is your emergency contact?

Oh, sh**t. I was gonna look that up.

I have an uncle in Atlanta.

What's your name?

You wanna be my emergency contact?

Kyle Hilderbrandt.

It's 770.

I Have an ex-wife, but

I'm not sure where she is.

No family, friends

I can borrow, nothing?

I got nothing then. Just...

Can we put N/A?

Can we leave a blank for now?

You have beautiful eyes. Sincerely.

[Interviewer] Your final briefing

will be next door, room 209.

That'll start in about 20

minutes at the top of the O.

Okay.Thanks.

Hm.

Oh. Thank you.

This is a six-week tour,

but there's an option

for three additional weeks if necessary.

Now, for any additional

time, you'll be paid.

Time and a half, you'll

receive a signing bonus.

But at this time, I don't

know what the bonus is,

so don't ask me.

Here's our complex right there.

Last time I was used

was around 10 years ago,

so much of the equipment is out of date.

We are to collect and wipe

any antiquated equipment,

reconfigure servers, copy all hard drives,

and bring this complex up to date.

(sighs) Questions?

When do we get our cell phones back?

In six to nine weeks.

As of now, your devices are

powered down and secured.

Area that we're going to

has numerous dead spots.

There's no satellite coverage.

Even DOD, imaging, satellites

can access this area.

So, cell phones are useless,

and we're gonna leave them here.

Well, that's weird, right?

Be more specific.

Well, this looks

like a multimillion

dollar research facility.

The government builds up one

of the few spots on the planet

with no coverage or digital support.

Just sounds weird, that's all.

Not as sweet as you'd expect. What else?

Oh, what were they doing on there?

I'm fairly sure we we covered

this during orientation.

Now, this is a research facility.

Beyond that, any details,

any specifics on this contract

are on a need for no basis.

And we don't need to know?

Why don't we need to know?

Who decides who needs

to know and who doesn't?

-God.

-Okay. Just checking.

Are we flying commercial?

Private transport.

Oh. Private transport.

Who? What kind of private transport?

The kind with wings.

Thanks for clarifying that, Goose.

These wings, are they attached

to jet engines or propellers?

Well... Horrific.

Look, I know that these extended flights

on these smaller aircraft

can be less than pleasant.

But to address that,

we're gonna issue some

anti-anxiety medications

so you can relax and get

some rest during the flight.

-Anti-anxiety?

-Yeah. Benzodiazepine.

What if we don't wanna do that?

What if we don't wanna take pills?

When you can get some

rest on the flight,

then you're able to get

to work more efficiently.

And that way, you're gonna recover

from any jet lag that much quicker.

So, are you the boss of us?

= We're all... We all

have individual tasks.

We all have individual

objectives. I do too.

And we're all supposed

to work independently

to complete all tasks.

Now if there's any issues,

I'm in charge and I'll resolve them.

Best practice: don't have any issues.

-Hmm.

-What else?

Anything? All right.

Laptop issue? 6:00 PM.

Chow's on the main floor.

Dinner goes until 7:00.

Breakfast starts at 4:30.

I suggest you go to both,

because for the next couple of months,

your meals will not be tasty.

Hmm.

-We fly tomorrow at 7:30.

-I need everybody packed.

Everybody ready by 6:30.

Don't make me late.

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[Samuels] Michaels.

Michaels, come on, wake up. You all right?

Well, rise and shine.

Guys have already taken out the gear.

How long was that for?

I don't know. I was out too.

It's that damn benzo.

That's why I don't like taking this stuff.

Doesn't feel like any

benzo I haven't had.

How much benzo have you had?

-Nevermind.

-Come on.

Shake this benzo.

(engine rumbling)

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What the f*ck?

So this is just a layover, right?

I mean, we're just refueling,

and then we're gonna move on

to the multimillion dollar

research facility, right?

Let the dumpster fire begin.

You're not even gonna

answer my question?

He's not even gonna answer that question.

He just walks away.

This isn't what I... It's not

what they told us it would be.

(door rattling)

(dark music)

Lucy, I'm home.

(bag thuds) Lucy?

f*cking b*tch.

(uneasy music)

All right, our airlift

came in this morning,

but our crate is over, I don't know,

30 meters to the east, right?

I need for you to find that b*tch.

I need for you to crack

it open. There's a-

- What the f*ck, man?

And I haven't even sat

down after that trek.

You want me to haul crates?

What about these two f*cking yahoos?

The crate has our food, got our water.

And in the back, next to the toilet paper,

I've got a couple of cases of liquor.

Ah, yes, sir. Right on it, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Yeah, what are we

talking about for food?

So canned rations once a week.

The rest of the time,

it's meals ready to eat.

Those are vacuum packed meals.

They're not too bad, but

after about 20 of them,

you're gonna be praying for burgers.

Or... Or a quick day.

(both chuckling)

Wow.

People rush outside to see a UFO

like it's some kind of a f*cking air show.

They get all caught up

in the mystery of it.

I bet that's the same

thing squirrels think

when a car comes at 'em.

"Oh, you're so shiny,

pretty. Ooh, ah," splat.

I'm telling you, it's scary sh*t, dude.

And the fact that more

people aren't scared

makes it even scarier.

If it bleeds, we can k*ll it.

Not this time, Dutch.

O'Neel, what do you got?

You guys ever hear it of cicadas?

Cicadas? Are you serious?

-What?

-Michaels.

Have you ever seen a cicada?

It's like a tiny armadillo

with wings. It's scary.

Let him finish.

They're boring underground.

They feed slowly.

Sometimes just for a year.

But sometimes as much as

10 to 15 years or more.

And then they work their

way to the surface to breed.

And once they're on the surface,

it takes a while for them

to grow their wings to fly off, right?

I grew up in the Midwest, you know?

I had a big pasture, a

field in my backyard.

One year, Cicada started to

crawl up from underground,

and then more of them, and more.

After about a week,

there were literally

trillions covering everything.

You couldn't even see the ground anymore,

but they were constantly

crawling, so it looked like mud

that was constantly moving and undulating.

Unjulating.

Yeah, undulating,

m*therf*cker. Look it up.

A lot of them, maybe

half, didn't have strength

to grow wings, so they just died.

Which brought birds and more bugs.

And you can't leave your

dogs and cats outside

because if they eat too

many, it could k*ll them.

And after a couple days in the sun,

the whole area around the house

smelled like a mass grave for months.

Freaked me out. I'll never forget that.

[Michaels] Well, I can beat

O'Neel's k*lling field story.

Let's bring it then.

You guys ever heard of Stull Cemetery?

No.

So, the story goes, if

you believe this stuff,

there are seven gateways to hell.

Oh, for f*ck's sake.

Hey, bug boy,

I let you tell your cute

little land hill story.

- No, you really didn'

- Now shut the f*ck up.

Anyway.

So, as the story goes, there are spots

all over the world that

are these gateways to hell

and the one closest to us in the States

is the Stull Cemetery.

This is in Kansas-

- Hey, I've been to Kansas.

I can see hell being there.

Yeah. You see?

So, at these spots, it's

supposedly 25 plus degrees colder

and no electronic

devices will work, right?

As a matter of fact, the

Pope, this is a true story,

in the '90s, diverted his

private jet to avoid this spot.

And twice a year, supposedly,

the gateway opens up, right?

So, I don't know, 25, 30 years ago,

I'm driving through Kansas

and I'm gonna stop, take

a photo or two, right,

just for laughs.

And the cemetery is in

the middle of nowhere.

Really? No outlet mall?

No, no outlet mall.

So, the moment I walk in,

it's like, noticeably colder, right?

And I swear to God, my

watch stops within seconds,

and my camera stops working, right?

So, I'm wandering around in there.

And I noticed there's this warm breeze

on the back of my neck, right?

Which is f*cking weird because

it's so cold otherwise.

And then I realize

that no matter what

direction I'm walking in,

there's this warm breeze on my neck.

Like, it was falling you.

Yes, exactly.

I realize it doesn't feel like a breeze.

It feels like breath,

and it smells like something's rotting,

like something's decaying or something-

- Wait, wait, wait.

Are you saying that Satan

doesn't follow good oral hygiene?

Yeah, that's the moral

of my story, you f*cking...

So, I jumped the fence.

I didn't stop driving

until I got the hell out of that state.

What?

No punchline?

No punchline. Just scary sh*t.

I don't know what's weird

that Kansas has a portal to hell

or Michaels just told a

story with no punchlines.

Both of them pretty f*cking scary.

-(Samuels chuckling)

-What do you got, boss?

-Your turn.

-Well, you know, I got one,

but it is substantially more frightening

than anything you guys

have said here so far.

So, I don't think I should say anything.

I think it's... Spit it out.

(people talking over each other)

You gotta tell it now.

Okay, I'm driving home

late all night. Right?

Sometimes I get lost

at work and, you know,

and it was always pretty late.

And I go sit down in my

chair, you know, my recliner

and there's this piece

of paper on the table

next to my chair and I pick it up.

It's from my wife. And all

it says is, "I'm leaving you.

Don't try to find me."

[Michaels] Oh.

So, I'm processing this. Right?

And I reach over and I turn

on the lamp next to the chair

and I look up.

And my TV is gone.

[Samuels] Whoa.

Why are you telling

stories like that before bed?

That's irresponsible.

-Oh, buddy, please hold me.

-You begged me for that.

Come on.

Well, I'm going to bed.

Tomorrow's gonna be a long day.

I think you guys get some rest too.

One more shot.

You owe us for the

nightmares you just gave us.

-No, no.

-One more!

I'd like for this to

last as long as possible,

so I'm gonna hang onto this, okay?

What? Nobody's gonna hold me?

Hold this, Sammy.

Ah, nightmares.

Bye, Mac.

(crickets chirping)

(uneasy music)

All right. I'm set.

Sam, you ready?

Oh, wait, wait, wait. Something's...

sh*t. Okay.

One more. All right, I'm up.

Good. All right.

Have him started up.

All right, Michaels. We're ready.

Starting up.

Perfect. Perfect.

Sam, you got power?

(electricity whirring)

Yes, I'm set. Yes, can we

please have a cup of coffee?

Yes. Coffee.

(radio muttering indistinctly)

Dude, this is a number station.

O'Neel, copy these down.

No, no, I got it. I got them.

That's a number station.

They're relay stations. They

got them all over the world.

Especially remote areas.

They just broadcast

coded number sequences.

What's the (indistinct)?

Anything.

The theory is that

intelligence agencies use this

to get in touch with their operatives.

But who knows? It's one

of those fun solvents.

It's kind of archaic.

It is.

You know, they've been doing

this since World w*r I.

I found one of these in

Alaska a few years ago,

but it was all staticky.

This one, crystal clear. It must be close.

Wait, listen, listen.

Okay. Now the sequence is repeating.

It was... What was?

[Mac] 16.

16 numbers in a sequence. Endless loop.

I think this is so cool.

Yeah, that's interesting, Sam.

Let's be here for now and get to work.

We have got to get this place cleaned up

before the fans kick on or

our hard drives are f*cked.

-Okay.

-All right. Get to work.

Where's the f*cking flask?

Yes.

You wanna know something strange?

Is this a trip question?

Back in the '90s, I did some time.

What do you mean?

I'm a felon, Sam.

Really?

What did you do?

I got pinched trying to sell Oxy

to some 16 year old.

Stupid sh*t.

Ouch. Wow.

Well, it's good to know

you're active with the kids.

Why are you telling me that?

Well, I shouldn't be here.

Convicted felon shouldn't

be around all this TS data.

Ah, all the data's pretty

well encrypted though.

And we're kids. We're

all the f*cking kids.

Are you looking for

a little side action?

No, I'm just saying,

I've done these short

term contracts before,

and they're almost always

staffed by younger adults,

whether it's high school, college, prison.

They're always fresh out of

somewhere. Look at this team.

There's nothing but a bunch of old guys.

I am not an old guy.

f*ck you.

Sam, what? You gotta

be in your 60s, right?

Didn't I just say "f*ck

you"? I think I did.

Nevermind then. Suit yourself.

Hey, pass me that

flash since you found it.

-Thank you, my friend.

-Save something for me.

(Mac murmuring)

[Samuels] Hey, Mac.

Yeah?

-You got a minute?

-Yep.

I was going over the data

from the number station today, and...

It's two 16-character on

a repeated loop, right?

It is. I don't think this is a code.

No?

No, it looks like coordinates.

No, what I mean to say is this

isn't a code for decryption.

It's a location.

What do you mean?

It's very specific.

I mean, it pinpoints this area here,

but even more detailed,

the area on the far hangar.

And what's the deal with the data?

I mean, it doesn't seem that old.

Why?

Well, the hardware's old. I

mean, this is eight years old.

These are 12 years old.

But the data just seems

more current to me.

I mean, I can't be sure

because it's all encrypted-

- Bye, Sam.

Hey, you knew all this, didn't you?

Yeah. You're the boss man.

You're the man with the need to know.

So, you knew all this before

you even got here, didn't you?

You have kids?

Not anymore. What about you?

I have kids. I am kids.

Okay.

Who's team one studying?

[Mac] I don't know. They

didn't brief me on that.

How long was the first team here?

I don't know, Sam. This is

just the way they do things.

They give just enough detail

to be able to function.

How... Why do they wait so

long to pull the hardware?

Sam, these are great questions, okay?

But this is the third

time today you've asked me

these great questions.

I didn't know before. I still don't.

Oh, check this out.

What's that?

It's a 1010.

My grandpa thought us back.

Ten's like that from the Korean world.

Kids, we used to play with them.

You just don't know who

would be camping up here.

Campers.

Sam, you're gonna have

to help me out here.

You're either this brilliant savant

or you're just the weirdest

f*cking guy on this continent.

Which is it?

Yes.

Okay. That sounds about right.

(Samuels chuckling)

(air swooshing)

(voice murmuring)

What?

What?

Did you say something?

No, nothing.

Must be the wind.

(eerie music)

Yes, I can do this. I am cap...

Shut up.

I'm okay. I can handle it.

(keys typing)

(uneasy music)

This is Dr. Louise Caldwell.

It is August 16th, 2020,

and this is my first video log.

The prep of Complex D756 completed

last week on August 10th,

and my team has arrived without incident.

There has been no break in

contact with the signal,

and just this morning,

we discovered the exact

location of the beacon.

We were unable to

determine the actual depth

or size of the beacon,

which is unusual, given our equipment.

However, we will continue

with our procedures

documenting soil samples

and the current topography.

Morale is high.

The team remains very excited,

and Dr. Reid is still

confident this may very well be

one of the most important

discoveries of our generation.

Details will follow in my

written report, log complete.

(crickets chirping)

(voices murmuring)

(curtain sliding)

(voices murmuring)

(uneasy music)

(uneasy tense music)

(crickets chirping)

You okay, Sam?

The weird noise in there.

Yeah, I've heard that.

I think there's an air

leak in the chemical tank.

Sam, we gotta... We gotta talk.

What?

Actually, this involves

everyone. Team meeting, fellas.

What's up?

So every day, after he

finishes his MRE meals,

young Sammy Boy goes into this

bathroom and he destroys it.

And the subsequent stench that seeps

out of that defenseless

chemical toilet is toxic.

[O'Neel] Toxic?

Well, I'd be in kind with toxic.

It's more like an all-consuming,

soul-crushing evil,

but it went with toxic.

Because you're kind?

f*cking ain't right on that, bubble boy.

But the problem is, as you can see,

my cot is closest to the bathroom.

So when he goes in there

and does his daily download,

this f*cking noxious cloud comes out

and drifts over where I sleep.

It's taken five, 10 years off my life.

Why don't you just

spray some air freshener?

Oh, that's a swell idea.

Hey, fellas, who brought

the potpourri? Nobody?

Thanks for nothing, pal.

Just shut the door, man.

See, I would have expected

that from management.

Just shut the door, right?

Just ignore the problem.

Thanks for your scientific input,

Professor Go-f*ck-Yourself,

but when you just shut the door,

the funk in there percolates

and it multiplies so that the next person

that opens the door is

gonna die instantly.

Scientific fact.

I don't think that word

means what you think it means.

Michaels, you snore like a grizzly bear.

And I know because I've slept

that close to a grizzly bear.

You do snore, but I've never

slept with a grizzly bear,

so I don't know that part.

Now, you floss your teeth, Mac.

[Mac] Okay.

Well, when you floss, you

flick these little nuggets

out onto the mirror in

there, and they dry,

and they become permanent

fixtures in that bathroom.

Shut up, man. That is so stupid.

No, it's true.

It's like you're creating

Braille messages on the mirror.

Wipe it off.

You got a belt, Sander?

-What about this guy, though?

-Have you smelt his feet?

God damn! Hazmat.

What are you talking about?

That's you? I thought a raccoon

died underneath your bunk.

I don't think they

have raccoons up here.

Okay, a f*cking yack, smart guy.

Whatever lives up here and dies

and stinks up this godforsaken place.

Well, what about Sam? He's

always talking to himself.

(uneasy music)

What do you mean?

Come on, you were outside yesterday

talking for about an hour.

I thought we had a fifth guy.

You think I'd talk to myself?

Yes, I thought so.

I don't think I've ever

talked to myself. Ever.

Just messing with you, Sam.

-You know what I miss?

-I miss corned beef.

Piled high on rye, mustard onions.

What about fried chicken?

Tacos.

I miss tacos.

You guys, we've been here

for less than a week, you know?

Hey, Manager Buzzkill,

can you join in on the fun

or shut the f*ck up, please?

Chocolate cake donuts. Okay?

Aha. There you go.

Now you talking.

Chocolate cake donuts.

(uneasy music)

(clipboard smacks)

Did you k*ll it?

You know, I like them to

suffer a long painful death.

Closure will come by

later. Finish the k*ll.

Well, if you're taking a

pause in your k*lling spree,

can I get some talking, please?

You think all this high end gear,

you'd think they could splurge

for some f*cking decent coffee.

You know what I mean?

Hey, can you help me

out in the server room?

Sam split on me.

Where'd he go?

[Michaels] I don't know.

Probably frolicking with

the bears or some sh*t.

Those things will k*ll you.

He knows they're predators, right?

We all watch the same video.

Those things can be brooding.

Well, I was reading this

article about this couple.

They're living in a log cabin

in the middle of nowhere, right?

So, Mr. Log Cabin, he hears his

dogs barking outside, right?

So, he goes out the front

door and it's a f*cking bear

waiting for him on the front porch, right?

So, while the bear is

enjoying his afternoon mawl,

Mrs. Log Cabin comes out with a shotgun.

She's holding it by the barrel

and she starts beating

the bear on the back,

clearly struggles with the

concept of firearms, right?

So, while the bear is

enjoying Mr. Log Cabin,

he turns around and he

hits Mrs. Log Cabin,

sends her 30 feet in the air.

The thing is, her shoes

don't even move. Right?

And the irony is, Mr. Log

Cabin escapes and survives,

Mrs. Log Cabin dies instantly.

But the sheer force of that hit

literally knocks her out of his shoes.

Can you imagine that?

Yeah.

[Michaels] You can?

What?

You can?

I can.

I said, can you imagine that?

You said yes, that usually indicates

you have a relevant story.

Yeah, no. When I was in...

When I was overseas,

I saw this old woman get hit by a car.

She was ancient, and

she was thrown 15 feet,

just sailed through the air.

Anyway, the shoes never moved.

They just stayed right

where the car made impact.

(pensive music)

I was thinking more on

the lines of animal stories,

but that's okay.

I'll give you credit for

that. So, what do you think?

You're gonna help me in the computer room?

There's a cardboard

everywhere. It's on the walls.

It's on the floor. It's

all stained and dirty.

I just wanna get rid of it.

We can burn it out back.

Why'd they use all that cardboard?

I don't know.

That's number 71

I don't know what the

f*ck's about this place.

You said it yourself, right?

Multimillion dollar complex

that can't transmit or receive?

That's true. It's pretty odd.

No, no, no, no. It's not odd.

It's suspicious.

You think?

Yes, I f*cking think.

Okay, bug boy. You just

keep your head in the sand.

You'll learn one day.

The hard way. But you'll

learn, mark my words.

Hey, they're marked.

So, what the f*ck?

[O'Neel] What?

You gonna help me in the

computer hanger or not?

Sure. Why not?

Jesus.

As soon as you can get a

pizza delivered up here,

then get some help from my teammates.

Hey, Mac.

[Mac] What's up?

We're clearing this crap

out of the computer hanger.

I was gonna throw it in the burn barrel.

Good idea. O'Neel,

you're a geologist, right?

Well, doctor of geoscience, for sure.

Yeah.

Can you do things like soil samples,

topographical testing, that kind of thing?

Yeah, I did a whole

panel of that kind of thing

in Northern China when I was working-

- Yeah. How long would that take though?

Well, I have to check resources,

but I can do basic tests in a day, maybe-

- Good.

Do that. Thanks.

That was bullshit about that

cemetery in Kansas, right?

What? Absolutely not.

Wouldn't kid about hell.

You really think there's seven though?

Well, I mean, if you

got on the internet,

every f*cking moron

stayed in a shitty hotel

thinks it's a gateway to hell.

But if you read the actual

texts, the actual literature,

it's pretty clear there's seven.

Rest is pretty vague though.

I've been to one in

Hawaii, this one in India.

What about Fengdu?

Fengdu? Yeah, the one

in China, absolutely.

There's some weird, wild stuff.

I don't know why I'm into that sh*t.

(lid clanking)

What the hell is that?

f*cking toxic waste dump or some sh*t.

Check this out.

Check this out, Mac.

Found these in the burn barrel.

A lot more out there too.

Look at this.

This looks like blood.

Okay. What is this supposed to mean?

It's not supposed to mean anything.

You don't think this is important?

Look at this. Look at this burnt part.

There's no way this is from 10 years ago.

You see this carbon? This would

have turned to dust in too.

-Even with the lid?

-Even if it were sealed?

Well, it would have slowed the process.

Thank you. Goodbye!

What about the bloodstains?

There's more of this in the barrel.

This could be a crime scene.

What do you want me to do?

Do y'all, you want me to call a cop?

You could call base.

You can find out if

something happened here.

At least get an explanation for this.

Have no comps. Weren't

you on orientation?

Look, I have a panic button in

case of emergency. I hit it.

The plane arrives 12 to 18 hours.

But emergencies are imminent

danger, serious injury,

loss of life, et cetera.

Finding dirty laundry in the burn barrel

is not an emergency.

Now, can we all just get back to work?

Please.

-Goddammit, that was stupid.

-I shouldn't say anything.

Don't worry about it, man.

Would have said the same

thing if I were you.

Oh, really? Would you?

That was stupid.

I should have known that would go nowhere.

This is Dr. Laura Caldwell.

It is August 25th, the

10th day of our expedition.

Our logistical samples have come back

with some unusual results.

I question the accuracy and

feel there must be some error.

In spite of that has been

a very productive day,

as the team has reached

the surface of the object.

Oddly, though, we are still unable

to determine the actual

size or shape of the object.

Which will be our focus moving forward.

Team is in high spirits

and are very excited from the milestone.

I have to admit, though.

Ever since they broke ground,

I've had a very uneasy feeling.

I don't know how to describe it

as anything other than

just a sense of dread.

But that is most likely my anxiety

about the project and my lack of sleep.

Details and initial soil results will be

in my written report.

Log complete.

(Mac exhales)

(somber uneasy music)

(somber uneasy music continues)

(door thuds)

[Mac] Who's that?

It's me. O'Neel.

Great. Good.

Hey, come here. Give me a hand.

Here, check this out. See this thing here?

I need for you to lift this,

while I remove the brackets over here.

Maybe 30 pounds. You good with that?

Mm-hm.

Hey, see this part

here? It's pretty sharp.

So if you happen to drop it,

you're taking my arm off.

So I would like to have a

little more definitive yes.

Yes.

[Mac] Thanks. I feel better.

I just need to loosen this

first. Pin the Phillips head.

Up there.

I don't see one.

[Mac] No, it's on top. It's right there.

No, really, Mac? There's

no Phillips screwdriver here.

It was right... Just

the small flat then.

Yeah.

All right.

[O'Neel] Well, I'm ready for you.

All right, can you lift

this? About half a foot?

Yeah. Sure.

No problem.

Are you married?

Not currently.

-[O'Neel] You got a girlfriend?

-Fiance, that sort of thing?

No. No.

It just seems that marriage

is that one mistake

I am compelled to make over and over.

-So your romantic though.

-Yeah.

How long have you worked...

Jesus, Mac, I've got to let go.

[Mac] What do you mean?

Get out of there. What the hell?

On your arm, dammit.

What is wrong with you?

The arm thing wasn't a dare, man.

Something bit me.

[Mac] What like a spider?

What is this?

What did this?

What did this?

Look, see, there's a sharp

edge on this, this lever here.

Your arm just got pinched, you know?

-[O'Neel] Oh, come on.

-Platform with teeth?

I'm sorry.

I'm sure there's a, you know,

first aid kits in the office.

You know where that is, right?

Hey, but you're coming back.

I, I didn't finish.

No, no way.

Come on, man. It's...

It's one of those freak

things. I need your help.

No way.

Look, O'Neel.

You're gonna have to be a

team player on this one.

You gonna need to manage

your voice with me, okay?

You can fire me. I'm outta here.

No f*cking way. No.

There's the Phillips head right there.

I found the Phillips

head, you f*cking baby.

(wind swooshing)

Sam, what are you up to?

Just sitting.

Well, if you feel up to just standing,

I could use your help.

Sure.

Thanks.

You have kids?

I'm not really the parenting type.

What?

You didn't answer my question.

I have two. College age by now.

I haven't spoken in them

in years, several years.

[Samuels] How come?

Well, it's a complex issue.

You just call them.

More complex than that.

You know, sometimes when I find

that something seems too complex,

it's just turned into

something simple again.

But if you can't look

at it as a simple thing,

you'll never see it as a simple thing.

Yeah.

Well, Sam I don't really know

what you're talking about.

All right.

Take a thread.

It's a simple thing, right?

Then when you weave hundreds

of threads together,

it seems really complicated,

but it's just cloth,

which is a simple thing.

See?

Kind of like forest and the trees.

What?

You know the saying, can't

see the forest for the trees.

What you said makes no sense at all.

Probably not.

Yeah, the wolves up here, right?

Yeah. I think I read that in the packet.

You ever see one?

I guess in the zoo, probably.

Mm.

I wanna show you something.

Come here.

(uneasy music)

Come on.

See right over here?

What? You think that's...

Is that a wolf?

I saw eight or 10 of them

out here, 15 minutes ago.

Are you kidding me?

We're out here doing maintenance

and we're surrounded by...

Are you f*cking-

Hey, don't, don't panic.

Don't freak out. Freaking out is bad.

Sorry, Dr. Osborne.

When I'm surrounded by apex predators,

my a*s tends to pucker, you know?

They see your fear and panic

as weakness and vulnerability.

I'm not concerned about

being judged by a wolf.

I'm concerned about

keeping my limbs. Let's go.

Don't go, you know what's interesting.

Let me show you.

So you got three over

there, that one here.

Can't see you over there,

really, because the shadow here.

How come they don't

come any closer? Instinct?

Hmm. It's pretty cool.

I think they're keeping

the exact distance-

-Yeah.

-Between us.

Totally cool.

Yeah, and oh, and you

have... These over here.

That was over there. It's like

they made a circle around us.

[O'Neel] Is that normal?

I don't think so. I've never

seen anything like it before.

But they're not dangerous.

Oh, they're dangerous.

They're not coming any closer,

But... Jesus Christ.

They're definitely dangerous.

You're driving me crazy.

But what happens if this invisible fence

suddenly just goes away?

I guess it would be a photo race.

Oh my God.

I bet they go after the

panicky guy first, right?

(Samuels laughing)

All right.

We'll fidget this first thing

tomorrow morning. Let's go.

Sam, you're a crazy guy.

Yeah, I get that a lot.

-Come on, let's go.

-Michaels has a deck of cards.

Hate to be disembowed

before the game night.

Sam, you're a f*cking psycho.

(Samuels howling)

You just play the card, would you?

Drink out of the f*cking town.

Play the card for God-

- Take the b*tch.

[O'Neel] I hate this thing, man.

So f*cking obnoxious.

(men murmuring)

Oh, look at that. Boom.

No wait. No, no, no, no, no.

I don't care if you

played that too before.

[Samuels] Last game-

- Not the last game.

I just played the two of

diamonds five minutes ago.

Where'd you get that card?

Play the g*dd*mn two of diamonds.

Cheating at hearts? You

think I cheated at hearts?

I'm done.

There's no money on the line.

(men talking over each other)

[Michaels] Yeah. f*ck this.

f*ck this.

-(tense music)

-What the f*ck?!

What the f*ck, man?

-Did you see another bug?

-What the f*ck?

[Michaels] Calm the f*ck down.

[Mac] Jesus, man.

[Michaels] Jesus Christ.

[Mac] I'm checking on the generator.

You all right?

You all right?

Yeah, sure.

[Mac] Jesus.

Don't let the bedbugs bite.

Shut up, man.

(uneasy music)

(insects chirping)

What's going on?

Found something.

(uneasy music continues)

(uneasy music continues)

What the f*ck is that?

Based on the fur and the teeth there,

it's like a wolf, I think.

What happened?

Who could do this? A bear?

Bigger wolf?

Okay. Could a person do this?

Yeah. Sure.

I think he was driving a bus.

But I don't think an animal did this.

Why?

-There's no teeth marks.

-There's no claw marks.

Could it have been moved?

Could this have happened somewhere else?

Hey, CSI.

If you wanna get down there

and examine for clues,

you go right ahead.

Well, can you tell if it's recent?

Yeah. Wasn't long ago at all.

Look at this. See this?

The bones?

They're not broken. They're crushed.

That's why the vultures

are begging around here.

How long till the scavenger come out?

Immediately.

As soon as his dog kicks,

the dinner bell rings.

But this carcass hasn't been touched.

This guy, he's all still here.

I mean, look, see, there's

the vultures over there.

They're circling. They're

getting ready to eat something.

And well, sh*t, see, right

there. There's crows.

They're eating something too, but...

Nobody's coming to our buffet.

You got a hypothesis,

some scenario that

would explain this sh*t?

I mean, it's pretty obvious

we'll believe anything at this point,

so even a good lie would help.

Like his parachute didn't

open or some rogue steamroller

came floating... You know

as stupid as that sounds.

Yeah, those are really stupid.

It's gonna have to be that drastic

to pulverize a carcass like this.

And that kind of force,

there'd be splatter, you know?

Well, how much splatter is there?

There's none.

So it was moved.

Either way, we need

to get this picked up

sooner than later.

-Critters gotta eat.

-Yeah.

But I'm concerned about

what kind of critters

this is gonna draw.

Burn barrel?

Good idea. That's barbecue.

I got a shovel in the shed.

There's another one inside the office.

(crickets chirping)

You the one that found

this thing this morning?

He crossed over.

[O'Neel] Well, what do you mean?

You remember last night? The wolves?

They were watching us.

But they never went beyond the perimeter.

He crossed over.

No. No.

No. That's not what this is.

This is something else, yeah, but, no.

I took three more samples along here.

Right.

And I took a series of samples

along the outer circumference

I could point it out before.

-Okay.

-My samples

look to be tainted in some way.

Tainted?

There seems to be this sort of vibration

that's affecting my test.

Now I've seen some similar situations

like when there's an underground spring,

a volcanic activity,

but this is different.

It's constant. No variation.

Just a constant, hum, I

guess, you could call it.

What causes that?

I have no f*cking clue.

My guess is that's what's

throwing off my samples.

Okay. But you're gonna

run all these again.

Okay. What else?

One more thing. It's a little bit weird.

Maybe it's a byproduct of the vibrations,

but I'm noting something

radiating from the area over here-

- [Mac] Radiation?

No. Not radiation.

It's not sonic. It's not signal-based.

And it's not natural.

Well, what exactly is it radiating?

I don't know. I can pinpoint the source.

It's right on the edge

of the computer hanger.

So I'll restart my samples,

get a high level assessment,

but I don't have the equipment

to research this further.

All right.

But can you tell if it's

dangerous, toxic, anything?

I don't think so. There's no

way for me to tell for sure.

All right. Thanks.

You know, I have seen

something similar to this before,

just a much smaller scale.

What?

When I was working on my doctorate,

I conducted some sample

studies around Fengdu.

Fengdu? What the is a Fengdu?

Forget it. It's nothing.

Nevermind.

Hey, Mac.

I'm worrying about Sam.

Man, I told you. Those MRAs,

they're packed with fibrosis-

- That's not what I mean.

He's talking to himself.

[Mac] So do I.

No. He is carrying on conversations.

And in his head, somebody

is answering him.

It's f*cking creepy.

All he can do is keep

an eye on him, right?

And thanks. Thanks for

doing all this stuff.

Okay. Thanks, man.

(uneasy music)

(lamp crackling)

(stick bangs)

(object thuds)

(uneasy music)

(wind swooshing)

(g*n bangs)

What was that?

What was that?

What do you mean?

The sound, Sam. It was g*nshots.

g*nshots? We didn't hear any g*nshots.

I, I heard it.

Maybe it's from outside.

No. It was here.

(Samuels chuckling)

(uneasy music continues)

What's so funny?

What's funny?

-No.

-I heard something.

Sorry, Mac. I didn't hear anything.

This is a prank. Is that what this is?

You better not pulling

any childish bullshit.

Am I clear? No jokes.

No pranks. Nothing.

I hate this f*cking sh*t.

If any of you is pulling anything,

I swear to f*cking God,

I will f*cking k*ll every last one of you!

Do you understand?

(uneasy music)

It's... It's a figure of speech.

(uneasy music continues)

That was weird.

What the f*ck?

(crickets chirping)

(uneasy music)

Patricia.

(woman screaming) I'm sorry.

I was ignorant.

Patricia?

Patricia?

Honey, I had... Had to submit you.

Patricia?

(uneasy music)

(Mac grunting)

I guess I deserve that.

No!

No!

(uneasy music continues)

(door creaking)

(ominous music)

(Mac sobbing)

(uneasy music)

This is Dr. Caldwell. It is August 28th.

The demeanor of the team

has taken a drastic turn.

It seems as if each member of the team

has become increasingly

either agitated or withdrawn.

Without a psychiatrist on the

team, it will be difficult

to make any kind of

comprehensive determination.

And since we did not undergo a psych eval

prior to the mission, I have no benchmark

for which to judge their behavior.

All the details will be

included in my written report

and I will continue to determine

behavior as they develop.

-[Michaels] Hey, boss.

-Got something for you.

[Mac] Yeah?

That's blood boss and it

sure hell isn't 10 years old.

That's not even one year old.

Well, it's f*cked up.

It's disturbing. I, I, I don't

know what you want me to do.

I want you to explain the

actual history of this place.

The timelines you're feeding

us are not matching up.

There are vehicles on the

other side of the complex

that are easily 80 years old.

I find this tarp looks

like I just picked it up

from the department store last week.

Oh, the tarp in the roped off area

behind the computer hanger?

That one?

You know that you're

supposed to stay in areas

that are directly related to your tasks.

It's a liability issue

and it's in your contract.

You looked under the tarp, didn't you?

Yes, I looked under the tarp.

What's under the tarp?

A hole.

No bodies? No blood?

Nothing?

You're missing the g*dd*mn point.

All right. All right.

Honestly. I wasn't briefed

on the history of this place.

The history they told me is

the history I told you. Really.

Could it be somebody

else? Was anybody else here?

Who? Vagrants?

You think a couple of homeless guys

wandered in here and

painted the walls with blood

and then just headed home?

Come on, Mac. That's a lot of blood.

If that's from a person,

that person is dead.

Maybe it was a ritual, sacrifice.

-f*cking satanists?

-Oh my God.

Really, Mac. We should call somebody.

No. No way.

I am not calling the plane over this.

Do you know how much plane fuel costs?

No, this here, this does not

prevent us from doing our job.

Speak for yourself, Mac.

Hey, man, if this

freaks you out that much,

you can quit.

Just remember, this mission here,

it's not a pro rata kind of thing.

You do your job, you get paid.

If you don't, then you don't.

Quit and you get nothing.

But here's something else.

See your resignation?

It's not an emergency.

We've got a plane coming in on week four.

They're gonna drop off fresh water,

fuel from the generators,

that sort of thing.

That is going to be

your ride home. So quit.

But you're still gonna stay right here

for the next three weeks.

So now, I wanna know. Who's gonna quit?

Nobody? All right.

I'll take silence as

everybody still works here.

Good.

Now this is weird.

And I'm sorry for that. I am.

And with that said, can you

please just do your f*cking job?

(uneasy music)

Well, the hospital wasn't concerned.

Neither were the police.

When my brother was taken a second time-

- Wait, wait, wait. He had

more than one abduction.

He's not a math guy.

He had the same abrasions, punctures,

signs of penetration as before,

but this time it was more

pronounced, more violent.

Hospital called cops. They

didn't do anything, of course.

So we just drove.

What do you mean?

Well, I always believe my mom

didn't tell my brother and I

everything that she knew.

One day we came home and the

station wagon was loaded up.

We just drove. We just got out of there.

Where?

Everywhere. We did always

driving to the next place.

Seems like we're always just

staying ahead of something.

And mom would buy us

textbooks, we'd read them,

and she'd buy us more.

That's how I got my education.

Wait. How long did you drive?

Seven, just under eight years.

Eight years? Are you f*cking kidding me?

And that was your education?

A judgy dude. Got his

first master's at 21.

At some point it caught up

with us, and Mom was gone.

I haven't seen her since.

Wait. Still?

I mean, nobody or, you know...

Mac, are you hearing this?

I've heard this story.

Michaels, what do you think about this?

[Michaels] I've heard worse.

I've never heard a thing

like this in my life.

This sh*t really happens?

You'd be surprised

at the variety of sh*t

you're unaware of.

You need to get out more,

you know? Stop and smell.

It's an ugly, murky, generally

shitty world out there.

Be ashamed to see you

miss out on all of it.

I got this f*cking tour,

man. I don't wanna...

I don't wanna learn anything else new.

I just wanna be ignorant again.

Sorry, O'Neel, but you

can't unprobe that a*s.

Don't worry though. I'm sure

denial will suit you just fine.

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, I think that's

a great stopping point.

Let's get started on this wiring.

I don't wanna be out here all day.

O'Neel, give me the specs.

All right, I'm outta

here. You almost done?

Almost. I'm in the zone, dude.

Where's my chair?

Where's my f*cking chair?

Wasn't me.

Leave my chair alone, God it.

f*cking guy's (muttering).

-Hey.

-What?

What the hell happened?

What?

The f*ck happened to your face?

f*ck off.

Are you coming?

Yes, I'm coming. Jesus Christ.

Give me 10 seconds.

(uneasy music)

(tense music)

(voices murmuring)

(voices murmuring)

Hey! You coming or what?

I'm coming.

Found your chair.

(tense music)

So when I finally got discharged,

I couldn't go anywhere for months.

Charlotte sucked, man.

Soup to nuts, just sucked.

Don't forget that ugly bug experience

that scarred you so badly.

(men laughing)

Then there's that.

You know, O'Neel, you are

one big f*cking victim, dude.

Oh my God. You cynical douchebag.

Why don't you tell us

about the childhood angst

that made you the d*ck you are today?

I had a great childhood.

I mean, no childhood is angst-free,

but I got nothing to complain about.

I was big into diving.

Oh, like scuba?

No, like diving diving,

diving board diving.

That was a big f*cking deal.

How was your cannonball?

Flawless, m*therf*cker.

As a matter of fact, when I

was in junior high school,

I already had colleges

lining up to recruit me.

I was gonna take a year

off before high school

and train with the Olympic team.

Wow. It's really interesting.

So what happened?

They all got to know you and

drop out at the last minute?

-Hey, I found something.

-It's a floppy disc.

I haven't seen one of those in years.

Yeah, me neither.

Yes. June 6th, 1999.

Could this be from the first

team you were telling us about?

Yeah. Yeah, probably.

I don't know if we have any floppy drives

in the machines inside there.

So, what happened next?

Got this inner ear thing.

They had to reconstruct the whole inter...

It's common among babies, but

once you get into puberty,

it becomes this complex thing.

I had to go see a

specialist up in Seattle.

I had to stay out of the

water for six months.

I fell out of shape. The

whole thing just fell apart.

Are you serious?

I sure hope so, or that's

the shittiest joke I ever told.

No, I mean, the inner

ear thing. I had that too.

(suspenseful music)

[Michaels] Like when you were a baby?

No, when I was in like the eighth grade

and we went to Washington

for the procedure.

I found something

else. I'm from an AK-47.

Another strange thing?

[Mac] You mean the strang-er thing?

This round was

manufactured in East Germany.

East?

It's like a USS Minnow sh*t.

Three hour tour. f*cking McHale's Navy.

Oh my God. Spider, O'Neel!

For the love of God, k*ll it.

[O'Neel] What is your

f*cking problem, Michaels?

Spider.

[O'Neel] I'm serious, man.

You've been messing with me since day one.

You have a problem with me?

You a smart guy?

Ah, go f*ck yourself.

Where'd you go to college?

[O'Neel] Indiana.

Mm. Master's degree?

[O'Neel] SMU.

Mm, Mustangs. Nice.

I bet you went on to get

a doctor or two, didn't you?

[O'Neel] China University of Geoscience.

Wow. China.

Well, what their mascot

is? So you are a smart guy.

Why don't you think so?

I mean, we're a small

team. Long way from home.

sh*t starts rolling south,

we can't have the smart guys

with their heads stuck in the sand,

wondering whether or not they're smart,

you know what I mean?

Hm?

Hey, Sammy.

[Samuels] Yeah?

Let's go k*ll us some dinner, huh?

[Samuels] Okay, pal.

I'm gonna k*ll me one

of them tuna casseroles.

Good choice, boy.

I'm gonna k*ll me one of them spaghettios.

You want anything?

Let's hit it, Sammy.

(O'Neel sighs)

(uneasy music)

(voices murmuring)

Hey, Mac?

Dammit!

Hey, Sam. I don't have

time for this, you know?

I've got work to do.

Sam, I'm serious.

(uneasy music continues)

(voices murmuring)

(child giggling)

(door thuds)

[Michaels] Dinner time, b*tches.

You say something?

No.

(crickets chirping)

I never had faith in anything.

It did ultimately abandon me.

Yes. I understand, but I...

You have to show me.

You have to show me how.

Hey, buddy.

Who are you talking to?

Nobody.

What are you doing sitting in the dark?

I can see them better

with the lights out.

See who?

Them.

(door slams) (uneasy music)

You remember that story you told me?

The one about kids and drugs and prison?

What?

[Samuels] Have you heard,

ever heard of MK Ultra?

Yeah.

It's a program run by

the army and the CIA.

Mind control. LSD.

All those experiments in the '60s.

I know about the program, Sam.

What are you talking about?

My... My father was a

subject in that program.

My mother used to tell me

how he changed after that.

After the experiments.

After I was born, he got worse.

He k*lled himself when I was four.

I used to find those facilities

and break in, look around.

I'd look for some kind of answers.

They know what I did.

They know all about us.

Okay. Sam,

I want you to come with me, okay?

Go get some rest.

Everything will be better

tomorrow, I promise.

Okay?

Let's go.

(uneasy music)

(uneasy music continues)

(voices murmuring)

(uneasy pulsating music)

(siren wailing)

(lamp crackling)

(radio beeping)

(radio muttering indistinctly)

Wait a minute. What'd you say?

What the f*ck, you guys?

What are you playing the numbers for?

Michael says a female

voice calms his nerves.

You think this is female?

More than you.

You were part of the Cato Institute.

Isn't everybody?

Cato Institute? It's

a think tank, I think.

And now you're mopping floors

and loading out a day servers.

What's the matter, Tiger?

Are you afraid you're not gonna have

the coolest resume anymore?

[Radio] Recalibrating. Recalibrating.

What the?

[Radio] Recalibrating.

What's happening?

Recalibrating.

Wait. Those aren't the same numbers.

Sam, you copy these?

No, I got it. Got it.

This is the fourth one, right?

The whole (indistinct)...

Both sequences are on the same loop.

Sam, can you solve this one?

Yeah.

Quickly, quickly.

Hell yeah.

(radio muttering indistinctly)

Who wants pancakes?

It's August 30th.

The overall demeanor of the

team has continued to devolve.

On the surface, it seems

like some sort of mass hysterical effect

without any variables

or specific stimulus.

This morning, the behavior

became almost threatening.

But I have known every member of this team

for a number of years now,

and I refuse to believe-

(g*n bangs)

Dr. Reed?

Dr. Reed?

[Michaels] Hey, Mac.

[Mac] What?

[Michaels] You got something for you.

(uneasy music)

All right. All right.

Let's hear it. Let's go.

The new sequence is like the first one.

[Michaels] Okay.

But it's not a code. The

numerics are all screwed up.

It's like an algorithm. Orbital pattern.

Revolution projections.

Referenced against the Julian's calendar.

Sam, Sam. Just tell me what it is.

It's a date.

Okay. What?

It's today's date.

(uneasy music)

sh*t, man, that sounds ominous.

Why? Why is that ominous?

You guys are... Are driving crazy.

-Mac, we can't stay here.

-We gotta get out of here.

Look, I don't know what the problem is.

All of us are still

here. Nobody is injured.

We've seen some weird sh*t, yes-

- We saw something in the computer-

- Something-

- Yes. We saw a light.

But it wasn't like, it

was floating around.

It was navigating

itself. It was navigating.

Ghosts? You saw ghosts?

We didn't see ghosts. We saw them.

Them? You saw ants.

You saw giant ants.

Come on, Mac, you're

not taking this serious.

You're g*dd*mn right, I'm not.

This is nutty as sh*t, man.

What... What do you want me to do?

What?

All right.

The computer hanger is on it.

Let's go check it out.

Come on, let's go.

(uneasy music)

Come on.

All right. We go in, take a round.

Check everything out.

Put everybody's mind at ease. Okay?

(uneasy music)

(Mac slams)

Dammit!

God f*cking dammit! f*cking b*tch!

God f*cking dammit.

Hey. Hammer.

(door creaking) (Mac sighs)

Okay. You guys ready?

Let's go in.

(door thuds)

What's going on here, Mac?

That's the question right there.

What is going on here?

There's nothing going on-

- There is something going on here,

and you're gonna tell

me right f*cking now,

or I'm gonna put the g*dd*mn

b*llet in your f*cking skull.

You understand me?

[Samuels] Come on, come on.

Come on, come on, come on.

Still holding the hammer, m*therf*cker.

You remember that.

(Mac coughing)

Look.

I'm...

I'm just an analyst. I do data.

I got this assignment same time you did.

I went through orientation

at the same time you did.

Just in a different building.

Why did they hire you there?

Why did they hire any of us?

[O'Neel] But why are you in charge?

If you say, "I don't

know," one more time,

I'm gonna flip out, just a heads up.

I don't know if this is the case,

but I was written up months

ago for an altercation.

So you hit somebody?

Not exactly. I have

temper problems sometimes.

I met my boss in this parking garage

and I beat the sh*t out of him,

knocked out a couple of teeth.

I thought I was going to jail, man.

But they just reduced

my GS rating, you know,

like a demotion.

So... And then this assignment came in.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Are you telling me that this job

was some sort of punishment?

No, no, no. It's redemptive.

It's my second chance.

Who hired you?

I'm not sure who hired me.

They offered me the assignment.

I, I, I was just so happy

to get it. I didn't ask.

Mac, why are we here?

The objective is the same, right?

We get the hardware, we get the servers,

we get the data, we get-

- Why are we here?!

See what happens next.

(uneasy music)

My turn! Of this sh*t, man.

Turnover says it's my turn.

Turn to f*ck get (indistinct).

(voices murmuring)

(eerie music)

(g*n bangs) (woman screams)

Sarah, I...

I couldn't...

I, I didn't mean to.

Did you lock the f*cking door?

Open the f*cking door! (banging)

Open this f*cking door!

(ghost murmuring)

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean... I don't deserve this.

I don't deserve this.

I don't deserve this.

Who are you yelling at?

What are you doing?

What are you locking the door for?

(door thuds)

Can you hear me?

Heard you yelling.

I was knocking. I was

f*cking banging on the door.

[Michaels] Little more

muscle into it next time.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

You're a f*cking prick.

You just figuring that out now?

[Mac] What happened?

Nothing happened.

I just... I think somebody's here.

What do you mean outside?

No, I... I think we're

being watched for something.

Now we're under surveillance?

[Mac] Hey, there's not even any cameras.

Oh, you wouldn't tell

us that there were.

For all I know, you're orchestrating

this whole g*dd*mn thing.

Look, I've done diagnostics

on all the systems.

There's no cameras here.

I think-

- Nobody gives a sh*t what you think!

You're trying to get into my head.

They're trying to get into our heads.

They?

-Hey, let them come.

-My head's an open book.

That has to be it.

With everything that's

going on, there's nothing.

There's nothing else it can be.

Hey, bud, listen to me.

Are we buds? Are we pals now?

Piss off. I don't know you.

I don't trust you. Just

stay the f*ck away from me.

- We're just trying-

- Are you with them?

Is that it? You stay away too.

Hey, we need to cool off. Okay?

We need to talk about this.

No. What you need to

do is call the plane.

You need to push that button.

You need to get us out of here.

Look. It's getting late.

Let's get something to eat.

We'll talk about this in

the morning. All right?

Tomorrow?

You think our hearty

meal, good night's sleep

will make anything different?

Okay. Tomorrow.

Tomorrow you'll get us out of here.

But tomorrow, one way or the other,

you are gonna push that f*cking button.

That sounded threatening.

Good. It is.

Come on. Come on.

[O'Neel] Goddammit.

Gonna address this?

What?!

O'Neel has left the

f*cking reservation, man.

You need to handle this now.

Cool off.

Cool? Well, that's

great advice, as*h*le.

I'll give the lone

sh**ter some extra space.

Always keep telling us,

"Just do your f*cking job.

"Go back to work." Well,

now it's your turn, pal.

Go and do your f*cking job.

How about we just take him out back

and beat the sh*t out of him?

How's that? You like that, right?

How about we duct taped him to a chair

and then you can f*ck with

him for the next six weeks?

How's that?

You and I both know we're

not making it six weeks.

(wind swooshing)

(uneasy music)

I'm gonna leave you here.

(growling) (tense music)

(tense music continues)

(uneasy music)

(static hissing)

-I hear what you're saying.

-I've never done that.

I don't know how.

No, you have to tell

me. You have to show me.

I can do it.

Sam, who are you talking to?

You gotta show me. If

you show me, I can do it.

You gotta show me now.

Sam!

Show me.

You have to show me.

Sam, you're an as*h*le.

(bones cracking)

I'll get back to you on that.

(uneasy music)

(static hissing)

(tense music)

(object clanks)

(eerie music)

(crickets chirping)

O'Neel.

O'Neel.

O'Neel.

O'Neel?

f*ck.

f*ck.

(crickets chirping)

(generator buzzing)

Sammy?

Let's leave the generator

out of this, okay?

(generator buzzing)

We're in a pretty remote area.

If there's a problem, we'll fix it. Okay?

But you need to put the spade down.

Sammy, look, look at me.

Look at me. You need

to put the spade down.

(generator buzzing)

(generator buzzing)

(generator buzzing)

(safe lock beeping)

(g*n clicks)

God, help us.

(button beeps)

(uneasy music)

(generator buzzing)

(spade smacks)

(Samuels groaning)

(generator buzzing)

(tense music)

(generator buzzing)

(tense music continues)

You run (indistinct).

Run my life.

f*ck to them.

(generator buzzing)

(tense music continues)

My life.

I can't do this. They were following me.

They were following me.

I can't do this. I can't do this.

You (indistinctly)

(g*n banging)

(generator buzzing)

(tense music continues)

You're never gonna get your job back.

(generator buzzing)

(tense music continues)

(spade scraping)

(Michaels grunting)

(Mac thuds)

(ominous music)

All right. All right.

(spade smacks)

(eerie somber music)

And I want answers.

And no more lies.

Only the truth.

You promise truth.

(Michaels grunts)

(aircraft humming)

[Interviewer] Perfect. Thank you.

Now I just have a few things to verify,

and then you can move on to your briefing.

First off, I need your last name

and your occupational specialty.

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