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Out of the fire of Earth attraction, beyond the limits of the world, where

and machine and spirit unite.

Born by the power of lightning, into the 21st century.

It is the end of the beginnings. It is the time of superforce.

Hey, what's up, man?

Are you scared?

Come on, hit me.

Huh?

Come on.

How about you, you wild depilers of health and harmony?

Shut up, you old spit.

you morons. Freeze.

Hey, we weren't doing nothing.

Just having a little fun.

Should I check on the old man? No, no, it's all right. Hang on.

All right, you guys, empty your pockets.

Slowly. All right, perfect.

Pass the laws instead of scum like that old bum.

Just cleaning up the town, doing your job for you.

You're wrong. My job is to bust pumps like you.

Like you're such a total cop.

the heck was that?

I didn't see anybody with a gun.

They relocated the target range.

Lost army battalion.

Didn't get word of martial law anything years ago.

A host of angels come to take me home.

You okay?

You missed the show, my friend.

Dance till dawn and then fly home on the wings of fairies.

Zach, maybe we better call this guy an ambulance.

No.

Call me Bartok.

There's a joke in there somewhere.

That's me.

Yeah, thanks. Let him go. Check this out.

He's dead?

Yeah, but he wasn't shot.

There's not a bullet hole in him.

What?

They blasted up the wall real good.

Look.

Wait a minute.

These holes aren't new.

What do you mean?

Well, look, this one's been painted over.

It's been here for years.

Well, you're right. But where are the bullet holes from tonight?

Nowhere.

So there aren't any new bullet holes in the wall.

And this guy's dead and bleeding, but he doesn't have any holes in him either.

That's the way it seems.

But, Zach, we heard the shots. It was like World War IV.

I don't know what to tell you, man.

Come on, Zach, cut this out. This is not funny.

I ain't laughing.

I was looking through your report of that

incident last night, so great read.

Gene Merkle, if I'd known you were going to do that, I would have taken out all

the big words, you know, make it real easy for you.

Cute.

Looks like you were a little tough on this fellow and he didn't even have a

No, the guy was already dead before I got to him. I never touched him.

Well, if that's the way you want to play it.

Look, Avery, I'm not exactly sure what happened.

I wasn't even on duty that night. I was just coming back from dinner with a

friend of mine and... Yeah, all right.

Probably got what was coming to him, huh?

Not by me.

If there's an internal affairs investigation, I don't know how I'm

explain this whole thing.

Hey, somebody shot at us, Zach.

I'll testify on your behalf.

That's why I'm glad you were there.

At least I know I'm not going nuts.

Why don't you go into the office and rest, Zach?

You look like you could use it.

Yeah, sounds like a good idea.

Who are you?

How'd you get in there?

I can go anywhere.

Except where I really want to.

You're wounded.

Some wounds cannot be healed.

But you need help.

You're bleeding. You'll die.

This is just a gut shot.

And I would really love to die.

The fear of death is to be ignorant.

Dying is not the worst thing that can happen to you.

Come with me.

Who are you?

I've been called many things.

Good cop, bad cop, coward.

Maybe you've heard them.

The stories?

Maybe they still tell them.

What is it you want?

Why are you here?

Peace.

Peace from the tower.

What tower?

The guy. He was bleeding.

Zach, there's nobody here.

In fact, you must have heard him. He was talking to me. He was right there.

No, and I've been here the whole time recharging Millennium Power Supply.

Maybe you were dreaming, that's all.

You fell asleep.

No, man, I wasn't asleep.

He was standing right in front of me.

Zach, you're tired. This whole thing has got you upset.

I sure hope not, because I don't fit in the suit.

This was no dream, man. It was too real.

Sometimes I think you worry too much.

Well, somebody has to.

What if you're intercepting someone else's thought wave?

Receiving them randomly?

It could have something to do with your new powers.

It was too real, Xander.

I think this guy was a premonition.

A physical manifestation of my subconscious telling me I'm going to

Well, that's one interpretation.

Not necessarily the right one.

Okay, you tell me what's going on.

It's like this guy wanted me to die. You know, some kind of messenger.

Like the tax man, here to collect my soul.

Didn't he say something about the tower?

Yeah, yeah, he said that he wanted peace from the tower.

Well, if you could figure out what that meant, it might tell you something.

Oh, great.

There's over a hundred policemen named Tower in the history of the force.

Maybe we shouldn't be looking for a person.

Let me try a file search for anything with the word Tower in it.

Whoa, whoa, look, look. The Tower Massacre.

That's where those three cops were killed.

Exactly 20 years ago tomorrow.

Stone!

Be a good dog and sit and don't make me yank your leash.

Recognize the punk?

Discreetly, discreetly.

I don't know why.

He was one of the scumbags that got away on you that night.

Just a coincidence, I picked him up on a hateful speech charge.

Lucky for you, pal.

Oh, really? How do you figure?

He wants to trade immunity for fingering you as the cop. Drop that gun down, his

friend. It's ridiculous.

The kid wasn't even shot. I know, I know.

But it still means trouble.

Look, Zach, we haven't seen eye to eye a lot.

But this is the kind of thing that no cop should have to go through.

I mean, despite our differences, we're still brothers with guns.

Know what I mean?

I hope not.

What's that?

All right, somebody get on the phone. Get a medic. Now!

Hey!

You, stop!

Did you do this?

Did you see him?

That's him. That's the guy I've been seeing. Carl Rathman.

It was one of the cops that was killed behind the tower club.

So? He's dead, right?

It would seem he's returned.

Somehow he's managed to access the earthly plane.

His file indicates he was an exceptional officer.

Unfortunately, he had some bad luck that night.

Twenty years ago.

Tonight. Not a happy anniversary.

What happened?

Rathman was out on patrol with his partner and a rookie cop.

Rathman was highly respected and experienced.

The rookie was sent along to get his feet wet.

They were all murdered?

In cold blood.

The best way I can piece it together is three hoods got the jump on them.

Rathman must have hesitated or something.

The rookie was shot and mortally wounded.

In the gunfight that followed, Rathman and his partner both were killed.

Correction, Zack.

Rathman was killed by a shot to the stomach.

But Bartok's head wound was not fatal.

Wait a minute.

Bartok? Yes.

That was the name of Rathman's partner.

Bartok was the name of that old crazy guy in the alley.

Here it is.

Coroner's report on the prisoner that died here yesterday.

Same as the kid in the alley?

Yep. Heart ruptured.

Hmm.

Unexplained trauma to the heart.

I can explain it.

This guy Rathman, the ghost, he reached into their chest and squeezed their

hearts until they burst.

It wouldn't be the first time a spirit turned violent.

Yeah, really.

But why?

Maybe he's angry.

Frustrated. He hasn't resolved what happened that night 20 years ago.

Most violent spirits spring from tortured souls.

But why has he appeared to me? Actually spoke to me.

He spoke to you because he mistakes you for someone like him.

Because I died, too.

And we were able to bring you back.

Now you can see through, not with the eye.

That's why you're able to see Rathman.

Hey, Stone.

Want to talk about weird? This Wastoid just turned himself in, looking for

protection from you. That's him.

What about him?

Killed my buds, torched my pad.

What are you talking about, torched your pad?

Well, he claims somebody stomped all through his apartment last night, then

it on fire.

He didn't see anybody, but... It was a cop. I could hear his nightstick and gun

belt rattle when he walked, and I could smell that cheap cop cologne.

And I told you police officers stopped wearing that cheap cop cologne 20 years

ago. Besides, if it was a cop, he would have finished a job on a dirtbag such as

yourself. It's got to be Rathbun's ghost.

Got to help him.

Who? That guy? No, Rathman.

He's in a walking purgatory.

Consumed with guilt over what happened to him and two other cops 20 years ago

tonight.

I've got an idea.

Hey, Merkel.

I'm going to take your prisoner off your hands. You know what I mean?

Right. Hey, what are you doing?

This guy's going to kill me. Not I'm going to save you.

Oh, I get it. You're going to take me back to the scene of the crime, huh? Not

your crime.

Crime that was committed 20 years ago tonight at the same location.

Tower Club's gone.

Back alley's still here.

And so is Bartok. If mankind was thirsty, I'd quench its

pain with a delightful beverage.

Rathman will manifest himself here.

As sure as Bartok was drawn here for the same reason.

This is the night and the scene of their greatest personal tragedies.

What are you two cops talking about?

You gonna kill me for beating up that old guy?

Hey, shut up.

I don't like you.

But I'm not gonna kill you.

No, can I let your gun do it?

Look, you deserve to be punished for what you did to that old man.

But you had the bad luck of picking the wrong guy at the wrong place at the

wrong time.

And now I'm in a position of having to help you.

How, Zack?

To try to speak to Rathman.

Are you sure he'll materialize?

I'm pretty sure.

I've got some bait.

Hey, man, easy.

No.

Get away.

Pounding me from hell.

Don't worry, Bartok. I'm not going to let him hurt you.

Not him.

Him.

It's him.

Great Scott in heaven.

It's him.

Hey, get away from me, man.

I didn't do nothing to you.

Get away from me.

Get out of my way.

I'll kill this parasite.

At this time, Rathman, I won't let you.

I can rip your heart.

What's going on? What's he doing to him? Keep quiet.

If you kill me, if you kill him, it's murder.

He's just a petty crook. He didn't kill anybody.

Don't you understand what you're doing?

You're on the verge of becoming a demon.

You're so filled with hate and bitterness.

Do you truly want to be evil?

Don't tell me what I'm supposed to feel.

After the hell I've lived in for 20 years.

Look into your heart and feel mercy.

It's still inside you somewhere.

There's nothing inside but pain.

There's mercy in your heart, Rathman.

And goodness.

And forgiveness.

Find it.

Find it for your own good.

You'll never get to where you belong unless you find it within yourself.

To forgive.

And that means forgiving yourself.

You didn't do anything wrong, Carl.

I was there, remember?

It wasn't your fault, Carl.

It wasn't my fault.

Look at you.

Living like a bum on the street.

And what about Sloane?

He was just a kid.

Blown away because...

Because I wouldn't shoot.

Sure, you didn't shoot.

But it wasn't because you're a coward.

Because you had the courage to not to shoot and ask questions later. That's

a lot of cops would have done.

You didn't know that kid had a gun.

It was my job to know. You couldn't have known, Carl.

None of us could have known that.

We're only human.

Wasn't your fault, Carl.

Stop hating yourself.

No one else does.

How could you not hate me?

I did, for a long time.

But I wasn't thinking straight.

I know in my heart that it wasn't your fault.

And I'm telling you that I forgive you.

Pain is gone.

After all this time, there is no more pain left inside me.

We create guilt from our disasters.

But in your forgiveness, I forgive myself.

Where did he go?

Where he's been trying to go for a very long time.

He just didn't know how to get there.

Until tonight.

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