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Um.

Uh.

You know what they say?

They say that the
truth hurts and, uh

yeah.

I have to apologize
to all the families

of anybody that was involved.

In any one of these
projects that...

DT45 Warrant Program has
ruined so many young lives.

Mother Earth
Project. KinToMe.com.

They were all just coverups.

From a much,

a much bigger agenda.

There was a much
more sinister agenda.

Involved eugenics,

population control,

and the cleansing,

ultimately reinstatement
of slavery.

I'm,

I'm so ashamed

that I was ever a
part of any of it.

My intentions were,

my intentions were genuine, but

that doesn't matter.

Um, just let me say,
I have documents.

I have incriminating and I
have classified documents

and I placed these documents
in the hands of trusted allies.

They're gonna let that
out to the public any day.

You'll see them.

I'm so so sorry.

[uncomfortable
music intensifies]

I'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.

[gun loading and
sound of a shot fired]

[sound of body falling to floor]

[intense spooky music]

[Phone Voice] Your message.

When you have
finished recording,

you may hang up or press
one for more options.

[beep]

- [Shana] Deja, got your
message. What is going on?

What do you mean
you're heading home?

Home where? Call me back.

- [Reporter] The
search continues

for these two fugitives with
the ongoing investigation

at Freeman Lakes Apartments.

Police are looking to
question these two suspects

who remain at large.

The police department had no
comment about the detective

or his involvement
in any of this.

They also had no knowledge
of the girl's disappearance

in the case.

The commissioner
had this to say.

Can you turn it off, please?

Gladly.

- Like Queen and Slim
up in this piece.

I apologize. Like, the
maid is late this week.

Late or dead.

- Yeah. I can bring
you somewhere safe.

I'll make a run this
afternoon for some food.

- I'm not gonna be here
that long. I gotta go.

Go where?

I don't know.

Can you help me locate somebody
by tracking their phone?

Possibly.

But why should I help you?
You're listed as a suspect.

So are you.

So why'd you call me?

I gotta find my roommate Deja,

and I think I know
where she went.

- So you need me to
help you retaliate.

- No, it's, it's more
complicated than that.

I got time.

Obviously you don't.

Women are being
kidnapped, maybe dying.

- [Desmond] Well-

You ain't got time.

- Maybe you better
start talking then.

There's this experiment.

I told my roommate about
it and she freaked out.

She got it in her head that
somehow I was a part of it.

And then she, she told the cops
that I was behind all this.

Obviously this is
not a one woman show.

I know it's bigger than you.

I know it's not just
a one person job,

but that still doesn't
mean you're not involved.

I'm not involved.

And you know that.

Otherwise you wouldn't
have brought me here.

What do you know?

Not much.

I mean, I've done my research.

What little info I do have
is only enough to scratch.

So if you have anything
that can help please share.

I scratch your back.

You scratch mine.

I need a phone.

I need a car and I need
you to track somebody.

- Look, I can get you a phone.
I can track the location.

Just gimme a number.

I mean, we'll have to work
on the car thing though.

Fine.

- Look, please tell
me what you know.

Come on.

Amissis liberis.

What the fuck is that?

- It's Latin for
"the lost children."

That's the name of this program

that's behind all of this.

Okay? You, you, you lost me.

- My foster father told me about
this when I was a teenager.

Old enough to understand it,

and just old enough not
to lose my mind over it.

I am one of the lost children.

He gave me information.

He provided me with resources
to help the other victims.

These missing
women, coincidence?

The doctor offing himself
on national television.

Cause he was crazy?

Look, I wanted to
help my roommate Deja

because I thought
she was in danger.

Dr. Eric Matthews-

- I've heard that name
before, but that's right.

Someone, someone
reported him missing.

Coincidence?

- Have you talked to
anybody else about this?

Like who? The police?

Yeah.

[birds squawking]

[Dr. Matthews] And so today,

I wish to discuss the coalitions

between black trauma
and mental illness.

Only up until recently
have scientists

discovered that we inherited
trauma from our ancestors.

[car door opens and closes]

[suspenseful music]

[door closes]

[footsteps]

[phone beeps and ringing]

- Hey girl, just checking
in to let you know I'm safe.

Something very
wrong is going on.

I don't have all the details,

but I got a cryptic
message from Eric

and it was left two days ago.

It wasn't clear.

And then halfway through
it, his phone went dead.

I think he's in danger.

I'm at my family
home in Louisiana.

The reception here
is pretty shady.

So I'll give you
a call when I can.

Later. Bye.

[phone rings]

Reynolds.

- Detective Reynolds,
this is Detective Mills.

- What can I do for
you, Detective Mills?

Desmond Fontenette.

As you know, he's AWOL.

Look, we found his gun at
the bottom of the lake.

- Well, listen, I
can assure you, Mills

that there will be a full
internal investigation.

But kidnapping? You
got the wrong guy, man.

- He was seen leaving the
lake with this person.

We, you know we've already
got a warrant out for him

and he is considered
armed and dangerous.

Look, I get it, he's your guy.

So you talk him into
turning himself in.

This doesn't have to get ugly.

You know, we'll bring
him in, sort it all out.

- Okay, Mills, I'll
get him to come in.

But Detective, when you question
him, I'm gonna be present.

Sure.

[phone dialing]

I need you to bring
Fontenette and the woman to me

within the hour.

I, I don't give a fuck
what you have to do.

Get them there.

Take anyone you need
to take with you.

- Look I'm sorry about the old
one, but it's for the best.

This is new. It's untraceable.

Now you wanna enter
the contact number.

Okay. And it should
be able to show you

where they are or at
least their last location.

Does that really work?

- Yeah. The department
uses it all the time.

Let me know if you
have any issues.

I need to make a phone call.

[phone dialing]

[phone rings]

- [Reporter] The
search continues for these two fugitives

with the ongoing
investigation that-

[phone rings]

- [Reporter] Question
these two suspects,

who remain at large.

Reynolds.

Yeah, boss.

[door closes forcefully]

- Fontenette, where
the hell are you?

- That's not important.
Look, I respect you.

That's why I'm calling you.

- Look, man. They said
you kidnapped a woman.

Come on, Cap. You know me.

I'm not holding her
against her will.

It turns out that she gave
us some crucial information.

These disappearances.

Stephanie Love, Fiona
Reed, Samantha Jones.

They're related.
They're all connected.

You saw the news on
the doctor, didn't you?

Huh. Yeah, I saw that shit.

He said he was off his rocker.

That he had mental issues
he'd been battling for years.

That he was a brilliant
man who finally lost it.

- Yeah. You don't actually
believe that, do you?

- You as crazy as
the good doctor.

Listen, man.

I need you to come in to me.

And this woman that you with,
she has to clear your name.

Now cops, we face the music
and we prove our innocence.

We don't run.

And if you run,
I can't help you.

[Desmond] Dr. Eric Matthews.

Name sound familiar?

Yeah. Yeah.

He was reported missing.

But listen, you ask me?

He's off banging some
chick on the side.

He don't want to be found.

- No, he's missing
for a reason, Cap.

They're related.

You find that doctor, you're
gonna find these missing women.

Okay? Listen.

We can look into that, but
you have to remember, man.

You're not a cop anymore.

Okay? And this Mills?
He has it out for you.

So I need you to come into me
before this gets complicated.

You mean more complicated?

Look, Cap I'll arrange
a meeting with Mills.

No, no, no, no.

Hey listen. I'll call
Mills and arrange a meet.

Desmond! Hello?

Desmond!

Dammit.

[suspenseful music]

God dammit!

Shit!

[phone dialing]

Hey man, I'm gonna
need your help.

All right?

[suspenseful music]

- [Reporter] With the
ongoing investigation

at the Freeman Lake Apartments,

police are looking to
question these two suspects

who remain at large.

You all right?

- Yeah. Just seeing everybody
move out of Freeman Lakes.

Just a little creepy.

- I still can't believe
they're trying to say

Kendrick is the one
that attacked you.

- Kendrick didn't
attack me, Keisha.

- How you know? All eyes
blowout on me and shit.

I don't even know.

- Trust me, Kendrick
didn't do this shit.

I know Kendrick.

Plus the nigga that did it.

Like, he wasn't even
built like Kendrick.

That's why he was
wearing a BFN mask.

They just trying to
create the narrative

that Kendrick attacked me to
turn us against each other.

Nothing kills a movement faster
than the movement itself.

- [Reporter] Still at
large are two suspects.

Detective Desmond Fontenette
and Shana Barkley.

Both are said to be
armed and dangerous.

If seen, please do not
attempt to apprehend them.

What is it?

- [Reporter] Please
call the number

on your screen immediately. I'm
reporting live from Atlanta.

I know her.

She live out here
at Freeman Lakes.

She knew I was pregnant
before anybody else knew.

Yeah, we were talking
out by the mailbox.

Listen.

She said she could help
me with my delivery.

This shit is crazy.

[crying]

Wait!

Wait!

I cannot eat this.

I'm pregnant.

[loud shushing]

Who is that?

- If he hears you, he's
gonna come back pissed.

Where are we?

[Captive Girl] I don't know.

- God, what do
they want from us?

Why are we here?

- Look, we need to
pull it together.

What is your name?

- It doesn't matter.
We're gonna die here.

- [Captive Girl]
Stop saying that.

She's got a point.

- [Captive Girl] Who is that?
- Sarah,

you should eat the food
and drink the water.

You don't wanna be dehydrated.

[chains rattling]

[kids playing]

[phone rings]

It's me.

I'll meet you in the alley
behind the diner and peach tree.

Fontenette? Wise move.

Yeah.

- And the woman. You
bring her too, right?

- Yeah. It took some
convincing, but she'll be there.

Good. Good.

I spoke to your boss.

We all just want
to get you in here

and get this all sorted out.

We all wear the same badge, man.

Need to look out
for one another.

I promise I'll listen to
your side of the story

and we'll just go from there.

Yo, you hear my side, huh?

Yes. Your side.

For all I know, this could just
be one big misunderstanding.

You can meet me in 30 minutes?

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

30 minutes.

Good man.

So bring the woman.

And we'll get you in here,
peacefully and quietly.

All right?

Right.

[suspenseful, uneasy music]

[mystical eerie music]

[muted angry mob sounds]

[spooky noises and music]

[eerie music intensifies]

Know who you are.

You come from greatness.

[mysterious man speaks
in foreign language]

[knock on door]

Hello?

Don't let me find you.

I got a gun.

[spooky suspenseful music]

[struggling]

Look, man.

I owe you one big time, bro.

- Yeah. So you stop
answering my phone calls

and all of a sudden you want
to call me when you a fugitive.

I really appreciate this.

I will definitely
call you. All right.

- Okay? All right.
- You owe me big time.

Yep, definitely, bro.

I owe you big time.

- And how am I
supposed to get home?

- I'm sure you'll
figure it out, bro.

You're very resourceful.

Welcome back, Roomie.

Hey! Stop fighting.
Stop fighting.

Before you hurt yourself.

Now, if I take this tape
off, are you gonna be cool?

Oh you!

Hey hey hey hey!

See, see, see.

This is what's so
bad about all this.

You do not know when
somebody's trying to help you.

I've done everything
to prove it to you

that I'm on your side.

Even though you are
tied up right now,

things aren't always
what they seem.

Now, can we please just
have a civil conversation?

[Deja's muffled screaming]

Okay. Okay, I guess not.

I'll do the talking. You listen.

So the real million dollar
question here is why-

The fuck is this?

Did you call somebody?

The fuck is this?

[car door closes]

[door opens]

Hello?

Hello?

I'm Dan. I'm the groundskeeper.

I saw the cars down by the
road as I was driving past,

and I don't believe we've met.

- No we haven't. I'm
Shana. Deja's friend.

Oh, oh, oh.

And I thought that was her car.

I haven't seen her in years.

Is she here? I'd
love to see her.

What? She went out for a walk,

just needed some air, you know?

I'll tell her you came by.

She knows better than that.

She went out for a
walk in this weather?

It's dangerous out there
walking this time of year.

If you two are gonna
spend the night here,

I'd better take care
of that fireplace.

- You know what?
We're, we're okay.

It won't take but a minute.

I usually keep it set
up so all it takes

is one match right
in the middle.

And it'll ignite the kindling,
which will ignite the logs.

And in three minutes
you'll have a lovely fire.

Let me just double check it.

Kindling looks good.

Logs are good.

Yeah. Yeah.

You're good to go.

And I believe the matches
are in the kitchen,

so you'll be fine with that.

Wow. Look at that.

Thank you.

Not a problem, little lady.

That's what I do.

Now, I'll just
take a look around.

Make sure everything's
okay in here.

- You know what? We
are all good here.

- Oh, sometimes snakes get
into this place at night.

[sounds of Deja struggling]

See? I think you got little
critter in here already.

No. You know what?

I think that's my suitcase.

Probably just
slipped off the bed.

Under things are probably
all over the place.

- As my wife always says,
a lady's unmentionables

are no place for a man.
So, I'm outta here.

All right.

- Oh, you be sure and
tell Deja that tomorrow

she needs to walk down
the road to our house

and knock on the door,
bright and early.

We'd love to see her.

I sure will.

Thank you again.

Oh, no problem.

No problem. You ladies
lock up and be safe.

Oh oh, I almost forgot.

That's the main reason
for coming down here

was this package came
in the mail to Deja.

You'll be sure and
give it to her?

You betcha.

Thank you.

Okay.

Bye.

Going somewhere?

Deja, you could have
got that man hurt.

[Deja's muffled screams]

Stop it.

[tape tearing noise]

Ow!

Open it.

It's from Eric, open it.

Just calm down.

Oh my God.

Just open it please.

[envelope tearing]

Okay. I have a computer
here somewhere.

Just plug it in the drive.

Listen, just plug
it into a computer.

I swear if you plug it
into the damned drive,

I will listen to whatever
it is you have to say.

If somehow by some miracle

you made it to
your mother's house

and you're watching this tape,

then chances are,

I'm dead.

By this time, Simon has
probably made his announcement

and he has left us as well.

If by some chance, his
desire to expose the system

and secret society failed,

people must learn the truth.

There are thousands,

perhaps hundreds of
thousands of individuals,

a group of young ones we
called Amissis Liberis.

It's Latin for "the
lost children."

They were removed
from their parents

who possess a very
specific trait of DNA,

the Terror gene.

I'm sorry. I, I should
have told you this

when you first came to the
hospital on assignment,

but we met many years ago.

You were just a
teenager back then.

And I was doing a
residency for a program

you were a part of.

That feeling you get every
now and then of emptiness.

It's not a mistake, Deja.

There's no easy way
to tell you this,

but you have a twin.

And as shocking as it is,

this program was designed
to separate siblings

like you and your sister
for experimental purposes.

Mostly those born to a
parent with a history

of mental illness.

And now you understand
why I did so much

for the mentally ill
during my tenure.

Now a few weeks before
your birthday party,

Simon confessed to me
all this information.

- Eric, I hope
you're well, my son.

I am in dire need
of your assistance.

And I, I hope you'll do
me the honor of meeting me

at CDC headquarters in
Atlanta in the coming weeks

because I'll be dropping a
bombshell to the science world.

My goodness, where do I begin?

Over 300 years ago
for reasons unknown,

a Haitian ex-slave and
explorer named Edward Terror

migrated to Georgia and
settled on the land.

Along with other former
slaves, his wife and children,

Terror purchased the land,
built homes and businesses

in what became a
thriving community.

The people of Freeman
Lake flourished.

Former slave owners
resented this establishment

of self-reliance,
wealth, black commerce.

So one cold winter evening,

a mob conspired
to abduct Terror.

They ransacked his home,
took Terror from his family,

but not before burning
his house to the ground.

It's said that his wife and
three children were never found.

One by one, the Lynch mob
marched to each home, business,

and ultimately burned
down the small village

known as Freeman Lakes.

But this would not
be the end of it.

Shortly after Terror
was brutally beaten,

mutilated, and
tossed into the lake.

With his last dying
breath, he swore vengeance.

And gave a compelling speech
that, as legend has it

drew chills up the
spines of his enemies.

Terror swore that the
seeds of his descendants

and the community of Freeman
Lakes had already been planted

and would sprout and spread
throughout the lands.

Terror cautioned his oppressors

that they had just merely
removed a leaf from a tree

with roots already grounded.

That the children
of Freeman Lakes

would bear children
that would bear children

that would one day reclaim
their God-given birthright,

position, and power.

Enraged about Terror's
prophetic words,

the lynch mob rounded up all
the men and all the women

and all the children of Freeman,

and then proceeded to drown
every last one of them

into the lake.

For centuries, this
atrocity was kept hidden.

Fast forward 200 years later,

researchers discovered
that by the year 2045,

the white male would become
the majority minority

in the United States.

A series of initiatives
went into motion.

The industrialized
prison complex,

the DT45 Sanitarium
Project, and a plethora

of other systemic
racist agendas,

destroying black families
and removing the man

from his God-given role.

But one thing was clear.

Despite the successful
execution of these plans,

the black woman
remained resilient.

She continued to nourish
and thrive for her family.

And this is when the
system shifted gears.

It was clear.

The black woman now posed
as the biggest threat

to the system's agenda.

What would later
coincide is a radical

and unexplained phenomenon.

What began roughly
about 35 years ago,

many women of color started
giving birth to twins.

This may not seem unusual,

but there was a
common denominator.

They all tested positive
for the Terror gene.

They were all descendants
of the ex-slave

who swore vengeance upon his
oppressors over 250 years ago.

Eric, your mother was
one of those women.

You are a twin.

A twin that was
separated at birth.

Unaware that she had
given birth to twins,

your mother raised
you as her only son

till she was institutionalized.

As you know, shortly
after I took you in

and raised you as my own.

Most recently we've since
discovered a new phenomenon.

Through the system's
monitoring services,

what blew researchers away
was that the descendants

of Terror were all migrating,
not just to Georgia,

but specifically
to Freeman Lakes.

Without any knowledge
of their heritage,

for some inexplicit reason,

they were being drawn to
the land of their ancestors.

Even more bizarre,
many of these women

with no knowledge of the
other were getting pregnant

at the same time.

You see Eric, billions of
dollars are being spent

on institutions such as the
recently built Kerser University

in Atlanta.

And yes, even your program,

the Ida Matthews
Mental Health Center,

named after your
mother as a front

to exploit African American
women with mental illness

to regulate and prevent them
from having more children.

These are just a
handful of institutions

being built for
the sole interest

of regulating and
stabilizing the population

of those who possess this gene.

And pose a huge threat to
their ultimate mission,

the reinstatement of slavery.

Some are complicit.

Others as myself, initially
unbeknownst to them

are indirectly involved.

Employed with these institutions
set in place to monitor,

and when deemed
necessary, destroy those

with a high probability to bring
resistance to their agenda.

Organizations like Kin To Me

are government
backed initiatives to monitor or control

the alarming growing
number of individuals,

particularly people of color
who possess this T gene.

Those who possess high
levels of this gene,

many of which are
Haitian, Jamaican, Cuban,

and other regions
of Latin America

and the West Indies ancestry
pose as greater threats

to the system's diabolical plan.

I'm sorry, son.

I hope you can find it in
your heart to forgive me.

You're a good man.

Your mother would be proud.

- I know he didn't plan for
it to go as far as it did,

but yeah, I don't know, I...

And you, in your possession,
you have an envelope

with other cases like yours.

I trust you do the
right thing with them.

I'm sorry, Deja.

I wish we had more time.

You take care of yourself.

Be safe.

- I think it's safe to
say he is gone, Deja.

I know you thought
he was a good guy

because he was a doctor,

but his mentor was the
reason for all this.

That program separated twins
like us from our siblings.

They had no right to
experiment on us like that.

Because of them,
we've been selected

to lead this revolution.

They know the only
way to bring us down

is to extinguish those
who are destined to lead.

Us.

My God.

This is insane.

You don't choose your destiny.

Your destiny chooses you.

Now two of those
descendants are pregnant

and I have to make sure that
those babies are delivered.

That boy at Freeman Lakes,

I have to find him.

- [Detective Mills] Hands where
I can see them, Fontenette.

- Be cool. I'm surrendering.
The girl's in the car.

[Detective Mills] Slowly.

[McNeal] Hey Fontenette!

Is that you, McNeal?

You piece of shit.

The fuck's wrong with you?

[punching sound]

[intense suspenseful music]

- [Detective Mills]
Check him for weapons.

Get the girl out of the vehicle.

[suspenseful music]