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Thank you.

The abnormals.

Thank you.

Thank you.

you

Fun and games? Don't move.

I said don't move!

What the hell is going on?

What the hell happened to you?

Who are you?

Well, it's me. Your name?

Helen.

Magnus.

Satisfied?

I don't think so.

Helen Magnus died three years ago.

Answer

my

question.

Who are you? I told you I'm Helen Magnus.

Let go of me. Let go of me.

Say it again.

Say it again.

You expect to just show up here after three years dead and think we're just

gonna make nice?

No way.

You want me to believe this?

Make it good!

You see, if you'd done your homework, you'd know.

The real Helen Magnus died in the battle for Buenos Aires.

What? And you'd have a good spin on how she survived.

Right now, you got neither.

I don't remember any battle.

How does this work?

Are you a chameleon?

A shapeshifter? How did you get this far into the Red Zone by yourself?

I am not an imposter. How?

I woke up in the sanctuary.

We don't call it that anymore.

I found myself here.

You're a telepath?

Is that it?

That's how you know my name.

Will, this is insane! Pair of one hit, medium voltage.

This mind-reading crap won't fly.

No! Helen Magnus is dead!

Incoming!

We have a breach.

Go! Secure the perimeter!

Did you summon them?

What? No! Did you?

I pray this goes well.

Don't hit! On my mark! Cover me!

Sorry, Jason.

Pack up the supplies.

We're heading out.

He's armed.

Please don't kill me!

I'm Helen.

Proper etiquette would be to offer your name in return.

I've rigged up some perimeter alarms.

Quite rudimentary, but they should give a soundful warning if we have any

visitors.

See what else I can find.

Jessica.

Mitchell.

What are you doing down there by yourself?

Jessica Mitchell.

What were you doing down there?

Shelter, mainly.

I suppose I was looking for something to help me understand all of this.

There's nothing out there but them.

Your parents, are they...

How long have you been on your own?

I don't know.

It's easier to keep moving when you're by yourself.

I'm trying to get some rest.

I'll be close by.

They'll find us, you know.

They always do.

We shouldn't stay here.

Where else should we go?

The outbreak is spreading at an alarming rate.

We cannot contain the impact.

The city is now evacuating.

Our last stand is to hold on to the sanctuary.

Hearing this, we will abandon the last sanctuary.

All efforts to find a cure for this plague have failed.

Our only hope is to find safe ground to protect... Thank you.

Thank you.

Don't move.

Relax.

I'm not here to start anything.

What the hell are you doing here?

Bleeding.

What happened?

What do you think?

More pale faces.

But this time I'm the only one who made it out.

How did you get in here? I checked every access point.

I broke in through the old river gate.

But don't worry, I locked it behind me.

It's just shrapnel. You can patch it up later.

Why should I?

After the reception you gave me.

Let's get you sorted.

Scare ya? Only when I saw your face.

Behave, both of you.

Maybe a shambles, but this is still my house.

What?

Three years ago, the Air Force dropped a daisy cutter

on an Argentine neighborhood that you were trying to evacuate.

15,000 people were vaporized, including you.

Ground zero.

Suddenly, here you are, alive and well.

Without a trace. Can't explain it. Try.

I don't know. I woke up here with no memory of anything. You, those

creatures, Buenos Aires.

Well, you look good.

You must have been holed up somewhere real sweet.

You look like you've had food, shelter,

sunlight.

Was there a colony that I didn't know about? The last thing I recall...

Was what?

Our mission.

Central America.

Why can't I remember anything since then? It's like this is all a dream.

Everything is gone.

Everything we built, gone.

Everyone we ever cared about is dead!

Does this look like a dream?

What happened to you, Will?

It was more than just a plague. It was a new kind of species.

Cannibalistic.

Mindless.

Soulless.

First we tried containment treatment we wanted to understand But it wasn't

natural evolution rampant infection rates quick mutation in a year millions

had turned It affected both humans and abnormals Too

many to fight too powerful they fit on anything alive And if they drew

blood if you survive the attack

You changed.

Five, six hours.

A day, Max.

You were one of them.

Affected. We never found the point of origin.

But there had to have been a patient zero.

Affection spread too quickly to find the source.

We did everything we could to slow it.

Nothing worked.

After a while, you were euthanizing more than you treated.

Governments evacuated cities. We abandoned the sanctuaries.

That global panic thing.

That's a bitch, let me tell you.

Then they started deploying tactical nukes.

How many are left?

Uninfected.

100,000. Wide.

Maybe.

I set up a colony in the Arctic.

There's a few thousand living on remote islands.

We've been fighting these creatures.

We're part of a larger militia, but... We've been whittled down one by one.

Just trying to save the last of the last.

It's over.

It has been for a long time.

Why can't I remember any of this?

You must have got out somehow.

In a colony, suffering from amnesia.

Battleshock. No, no, that's not it.

There is a reason I came back here now.

Helen?

I don't feel so... Quick, Will! Don't touch her!

She's infected. You didn't check her? I didn't know!

She's dead already. You said we have five hours, maybe more. Please, help me

understand this. Magnus, if she turns, they'll come. I suggest you leave,

because I will not let you shoot this girl.

The elixir from the vial seems to have had no effect on me except a spike in my

aminoglobulin levels.

Repeated attempts to bring them back down into normal range have failed.

This is all a very bad idea.

Which means you really must be you.

Why did you come here?

So you could retrace ground you've already covered?

I don't have the right equipment to run the proper blood tests.

But I should be able to cross-reference Jessica's symptoms with entries from my

previous research. Look for some sort of deviation.

Deviations?

They've become the dominant species on the planet. They're like locusts. They

turn other life forms into more locusts. But the contagion had to have started

somewhere. Someone must have been the first to contract it. Let's do the time

warp again.

Typus!

Smallpox, cholera, yellow fever, scarlet fever, malaria.

They all bear no relation to this disease.

Have you caught up yet? There has to be evidence of this disease somewhere in

the past. It cannot have come out of nowhere.

We've done this dance.

You've tried cures, treatments for years. Nothing works. The contagion

mutates. It wins.

Humans are extinct.

We're not.

You and me, we're alive. Isn't that a reason for hope? Reason? There isn't a

reason for anything anymore.

We know how we're dying, but why it's happening? What we did to deserve this?

Who the hell knows?

This doesn't make any sense.

There has to be a way to stop it. You've already done this!

You tried.

Every single waking moment until the very end. You kept going.

You're still fighting.

Life without purpose, isn't it?

I'm sorry I disappeared.

Company's here.

I'll head them off at the access tunnels.

You might want to go protect the girls.

Henry. Couple of storerooms on the garage level I missed when we evacuated.

Though we were in kind of a rush.

I rigged this up with one of our one hits. Should keep you in computer land

for a while.

I hate to break it to you, but the internet's down. Has been for about five

years. I'll survive.

More than will be coming.

Defenses?

Non-existent.

Just me and you against thousands of inhuman cannibals.

Ah, well then we should be fine.

There was a time you would have laughed at that.

Yeah, I'm sure there was.

Central America.

Is that where the outbreak started?

Could that have been ground zero for the contagion?

No, I think all evidence pointed to the Pacific Northwest.

Why?

Honduras, it figures into this somehow.

Why? I don't know. I have to access my personal log, but there's something

there important that I'm missing.

Be damned if I know what it is.

Magnus, what are you doing with this girl?

I have a theory I'd like to test.

I found some anticoagulants and older blood thinners in the storeroom. The old

dialysis on the fly trick. Yeah, I've been there, done that.

I know, I saw the notes. But we've also never had such an early jump on the

infection. All the other test subjects were either long infected or completely

turned.

Jessica's only been showing symptoms for less than a couple of hours. It's much

earlier in the transformation process.

Bring on the Hail Mary.

Will.

The others.

Henry made weapons for the government until it finally fell.

Kept finding newer, better ways to stop them, to kill them.

And his number finally came up.

I saw the photos.

The big guy refused to leave after we pulled up stakes, even though there was

nothing here left to protect.

Guessing he took more than a few with him when he finally went.

Kate?

She died.

In the fighting.

She was a good fighter.

Good leader.

Drew it.

He took a tactical nuke and teleported into the middle of a high-density

infection area.

He took most of Boston with him.

That was two weeks after we thought you were dead.

She's been in VTAC for more than an hour.

Pulse is off the charts.

There's a reason we don't let it run its course.

It's not a pretty sight.

Just give it some time.

Heard that before.

I respect you trying to save this girl.

It's even kind of nostalgic.

But come on, this is all just more stuff for the archaeologists to find in the

future after we're long gone.

Magnus.

Eastern Honduras, ten years ago. I remember.

What about it?

I went there, looking for the tomb of Pakal II, the Mayan king from the late

dynasty.

So?

It wasn't long after Ashley had died.

I was tired of outliving people I loved. I wanted to find a cure for my

longevity.

A Mayan tomb?

I've been researching ancient myths and legends.

How certain cultures have claimed to have found a way to shorten time to

manipulate it.

The Mayan kings were abnormals who aged very slowly like I do.

There was evidence that they had developed an elixir capable of giving

them a normal human lifespan.

The kings wanted a release from their advanced age. So you were looking for a

way to grow old.

What does that have to do with the end of everything?

It doesn't, except that the Mayan people died out at an incredibly rapid pace.

The empire fell within several decades.

Entire sections of their population simply disappeared.

Gone without a trace. No one knows why.

So you think that the contagion that's killed off the intelligent life on this

planet is the same one that wiped out the Mayans?

That's not possible. There'd be evidence to show... The virus can mutate. It is

entirely possible. No. Will, help me go further with this.

Tell me where things stood before the end.

Was there anything I had tried that had come close? Anything remotely hopeful?

Well, we certainly didn't talk about the damn Mayans.

Jessica!

She was calling to them.

section we can't hold.

Fall back to a safe position and wait for them to leave.

I'll help out as long as I can.

We can do this, Will.

I'm sure you've been through worse.

No, I haven't.

That last skirmish didn't go so well for me.

We kill as many as possible.

Then when it's my turn you don't hesitate not for one second

That should buy us about 15 seconds.

You barricade yourself in here. Don't let anyone in.

Especially me.

Will, I just need some... Time?

Here.

Take this.

Will.

We had a son.

Kate and me.

He'd be about two now.

He's been living up in the Arctic colony ever since she died.

We named him Magnus.

Magnus Zimmerman.

If you make it out of here, you find him.

I need to go back further.

The Honduras mission.

From the Mayan tomb of Tlingit.

I am hopeful about the one artifact I found there that matched the legend.

Markings on this suggest an unorthodox relationship to time. The ability to

manipulate the will by...

All of this makes me hopeful that the contents of this vial are what allowed

King Picard to die within a normal lifespan.

Full chemical breakdown and diagnostics of the fluid inside should reveal its

properties.

soon as the outbreak began.

My physiology seems to have prevented any awkward symptoms.

Contagion mutates at such speed I'm not sure I can analyze it fast enough.

Stronger weight, trolley immunoglobulin is matching the blood of those infected.

Immunoglobulin.

Repeated attempts to bring them back down into normal range. What was the

artifact itself?

It held a contagion.

I was patient zero.

I caused this.

I caused all of this.

Dear God.

You're keeping it hidden from the world.

Guarding it.

You won't let me destroy it, will you?

Is it safe here?

Thank you.

Welcome back.

Wow, nice coat.

Did you pick that up in Honduras?

No, it's one of my own.

Ah, well, it's a very good look for you.

So how's the safari?

The safaris are in Africa.

Okay, then, the jungle hunt for the tomb of the Mayan king.

Which, when you think about it, sounds like a bad cable special, doesn't it?

Which is why I went alone to avoid the mockery.

Ah, that's a good plan.

So did you find it or what?

The tomb, no.

No, I didn't.

Really? I mean, you did a lot of research. It's not like you had to

strike out like that.

I searched the area for days.

Came up empty, not even a whiff.

I'll call the trip a massive tax write-off.

You're totally pissed, aren't you?

That you came up empty.

Absolutely furious.

Come on.

These things happen for a reason, right?

What a beautiful day.

Not bad, Will.

Come on.

Didn't hurt.