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Listen, listen, listen!

Oh my God, what have we done?

Look, I know this looks really bad, but...

You're really not helping.

Loo-- sorry... sorry. We can fix this.

How?

Look, reality shifted, that's all.

Things are a little different.

We went too far, Paul.

You saw what was out there.

How the hell are we gonna fix any of this?

Too many people have died.

We didn't write anything down.

I don't even know what's real or what's--

what's even possible in life now.

Look, we still have three buzzes left,

that's something.

Three chances to make it better.

It's not enough.

Shifting realities...

time spasms...

...augmented pasts.

It's not rocket science.

You're jumping over, like, ten things.

Look, all we have to do is figure out one thing.

What's that?

We just have to find out...

...who we are.

Marcus Aurelius once said,

"Everything we see is perspective, not the truth".

Any of you have any idea what that means?

- Yes, Miles? - Um...

That what we see is our understanding of what happened,

not necessarily how it actually is?

Correct.

That phrase emphasises the fact

that our understanding of reality

is shaped by our individual...

viewpoints and experiences,

rather than as a direct reflection of objective truth.

For example, two people witness a fight or an argument.

One person sees someone attacking another person

for no reason,

whereas the other person knows

that just a moment earlier that person

tried to steal his or her wallet or purse.

One person sees it as attacking an innocent,

the other person sees it as

defending their property.

What we believe, what we've witnessed,

uh, our backgrounds and our beliefs,

all factor in

to how we see...

...everything,

how we process what is... true or real.

Perspective is everything.

Perspective is reality.

That's why I've brought you all here today.

My name is Jeremy, I study neuroscience here,

- and I'm trying to-- - How long is this, sorry?

'Cause I have somewhere to be at eight.

We'll be done by then.

Great.

I suspect a lot of you aren't here for a lesson,

but rather for the $200 that was promised.

Yep.

All right, all right, all right.

I won't bore you too much longer,

but the experiments that you've all signed up for

over the next day or two,

are based in perspective and reality.

How are the two linked?

I'll be running a series of tests,

followed by a final test,

which might break the walls--

Sorry to interrupt, Jeremy, but I--

Yes, Miles.

Haven't we all done this before?

What do you mean?

I-- I don't know. I-- I thought--

I mean, I'm having serious déjà vu of

being in a room like this

with someone like yourself.

I don't know. Anyone else?

Sorry, I-- I must be confusing it

with another situation.

Yeah, maybe your alcoholic's anonymous meeting.

Yeah, that'd be it.

Well, anyway,

we'll start by getting you all to do a number of

personality trait videos,

to get a more detailed profile of you guys.

A profile of us?

Yeah, just to get a sense of who you are,

your situation.

How you're different from each other,

just to ensure that the final experiment...

yields the best results.

Kathryn.

You are in a rush.

You go first.

Perfect.

So, what is your most defining personality trait?

Um...

I'm kind, I'm caring.

I like to cook.

I believe in maintaining a healthy outlook.

Have a strong sense of adventure.

Paul, this--

this isn't a dating video.

I'm pretty shy... I mean, I get so scared

a lot of the time.

Going out, public speaking, all of that stuff.

However, I do love scary movies, so, you know...

Make of that what you will.

Uh, g'day.

I'm Nick, 27.

Um... solid seven out of ten.

Once had a dog lick my face

to get out of a relationship.

Uh, recently learned how to menstruate.

I'm... a drinker.

I love a good pub call or

a sports bar with my mates

or occasionally a winery trip every now and again.

Dude, those are all the same thing.

Um, are they, though?

Just say you're an alcoholic.

Uh...

Then I'm an alcoholic.

What should I say?

Just part of your personality that's original to you, unique.

Something that makes you different from the rest.

Like what?

When was the last time you had sex?

Nick, get out of here.

Sorry about that.

That is so immature.

How many--

- Kathryn! - What?

Guys, can you stop?

I'm not into partying, celebrating,

any of that nonsense, uh...

I'm looking for new causes.

Innovation, which is why

I found this whole experiment interesting.

I tend to think...

if I never kissed Chris Noble in year 12,

my life would have turned out completely differently.

I mean, what was I thinking?

I've got a rough side.

I'm cautious.

I think that's what it is, cautiousness.

Also, I hate bad hair on anyone, but especially me.

It's probably one of my greatest fears.

Next to death.

If I ever had kids, I'll call them Rex,

Martin and Bobo.

Purely just to annoy my mother.

I've never really done anything out of my comfort zone.

Wanna travel... Europe, America, whatever, but...

...I keep on letting things get in the way.

What the hell are these questions for, Jeremy?

You'll find out.

Why does that scare me?

Can I, uh, tell a joke?

Fine, but I really wanna hear from you--

What does a Polish man give his wife on their wedding night

that's long and hard?

His last name.

My plan is to go corporate.

Partner, manager, something high level

in the next five years.

I also work out, I go for runs.

I go to the gym too.

You don't go for runs.

No, I don't, sorry.

Don't worry, this is all great stuff.

Really?

Yeah. Shows me you're a liar.

So, are we getting cash?

Or you-- you'll transfer?

Do you know how long it'll take?

I swear we've done this before.

You don't have to tell me anything if you don't want to--

No, I'm-- I'm serious.

I feel like we've done this all before.

- Have we? - You know we haven't.

I'm a problem solver.

I like crosswords, puzzles.

But really, I'm someone who can see how things can be improved.

I usually step up to the leadership roles.

I don't know... sometimes...

I think I have an idea of what kind of person I am.

And then other times I see myself doing something

completely different.

Shouldn't I know... a little bit better

about myself at 25?

How is it I'm still...

...discovering all these things after all this time?

I mean, I ask myself the same questions.

Well... Good.

At least I'm not the only one.

I think it's everyone, Kelly.

I think that's... all part of being alive.

Figuring out who you are.

Alright, thanks everyone.

Hope I didn't keep you too long.

Nope... one hour on the dot.

You all just earned yourselves 100 bucks.

I'm gonna compile these videos.

Man, some of you guys really like to talk about yourselves.

- He's talking about you, Ruth. - He's referring to you.

Alright, final experiment's on Thursday.

Don't be late.

It's gonna be very interesting

I'm super excited.

Can't wait to see you all there.

So what is it, this final test?

It's like electric shocks or something?

It did say that there was going to be some kind of

small electric exposure.

Whatever.

Um... but the other day we only talked about

our personalities. About ourselves.

It's supposedly to do something about

perspective or something.

I don't know, it all seemed pretty pointless to me.

Main guy Jeremy seems alright.

Kelly, you're already dating a guy. - No!

I did not mean it that way.

Okay?

No, he's just-- he's very smart,

and not too serious.

But...

What?

I don't know.

There was something about him...

- that seems... - Off?

Not off.

He just-- he thinks that he's very smart.

The smartest guy in the room.

And we are his test subjects.

But you literally are, aren't you?

Yeah.

I don't know, I guess I'm just very nervous

about his final test

that he keeps on talking about.

It's 200 bucks.

For what? Two hours?

I'd get electrified for that.

Yeah.

You don't even wanna know...

what I would do for 200 bucks.

Hey no! I'm gonna stop you right there.

200 bucks?

Yeah.

Why didn't you get us on that?

I asked. You would...

asked him or something, I don't know.

What is it they do to you?

Butt stuff, is it?

Uh, no... butt stuff.

It's about... perspectives or reality or something.

For 200 bucks?

They'll probably do, like, some...

- blood samples or something, you know? - Yeah.

No, they didn't take any blood samples.

It's an interesting experiment.

Quite a curious member of the university.

Honestly.

I find his ideas... quite interesting.

Really?

What, you're thinking grants?

Well, maybe.

Checking it out now.

They've already given him a couple of grand

for this experiment, so...

Well, what's the final test, then?

He mentioned something about light shock therapy.

And the university is allowing this?

It's probably that hypnotism thing.

You said he was detailing

your personalities or something, right?

Yeah, he's making like a profile we get to read.

What? Why would you let him do that?

Now he can probably like... guess your credit card pin or

your bank password or something like that.

- Oh-- - It's probably a con.

Good, he can have the few hundred dollars

I have in my bank account.

I literally could care less.

Seriously?

Identity theft?

Ever heard of it?

Oh, come on.

Google knows more about me than this guy.

Plus, I'm gonna take out insurance on the bank.

And maybe I could say I had more.

Oh my God!

So what is this experiment anyway?

Definitely butt stuff.

- Wow. - Yeah.

The head guy, Jeremy...

...he's got a butt fetish written all over him.

So you, um-- you still gonna do it?

Yeah.

Why not?

And...

I don't think it's gonna be anything creepy.

The main guy, Jeremy, he seems alright.

But, I think he thinks I'm an idiot.

Ugh! come on, blow it off!

I'm dying to go to Domo's.

Chelsea said it's awesome and you're

the only other person

I know that hasn't gone.

No, I have to go now.

I wanna see what it says in our profiles.

I bet he hates me.

I knew it was butt stuff.

It's not... butt stuff.

Calm down, everyone, just, uh...

please, take a seat.

Wherever you want.

Are those chairs... electrified?

No, not now.

Uh, but nothing to worry about.

It's just the metal tops on the rubber balls

that will give you... a little buzz.

But nothing too horrible.

The charge is coming out of these AA batteries here.

Not even enough to boil an egg.

So it's-- please, it's quite safe.

That looks like the cheapest thing I've ever seen.

Is that sticky tape you used to stick those batteries together?

Looks like it was made by a child.

It's a prototype device.

Look, like I said, it may not look it, but it is... safe.

So... please, I've tested it. Take a seat.

Really?

I suppose you've all probably been wondering

what it is I've been cooking up

for the final part of this test.

Have any of you ever heard the theory of

panpsychism or biocentrism?

Nick?

No, I haven't heard of that, Jeremy.

What is it?

Helpful as always, Nick.

What about our profiles? Can we read them?

I have them, they're...

...in that protective case over there.

Protective?

Protective from... what?

From whatever happens tonight.

Look, there's nothing to worry about now.

Now, please, no more interruptions.

Panpsychism is what we will be testing tonight.

It proposes that...

consciousness is a fundamental aspect of reality.

In other words, what if we were all connected?

What if that dictated how we

see, hear, feel, everything?

What if none of that... even exists?

Now, for one, it's a theory that

is almost impossible to disprove,

because, I can pick up an apple, eat it, digest it.

I can affect things, and you can see it.

The laws of physics and mathematics still exist,

but these could all still be under the guise of a universal

consciousness that...

we accept...

purely because... we don't know it's there.

Uh... a question.

So, I don't understand a w-- word of what you just said.

Dean is confused.

It's hurt itself in the confusion.

Also, Jeremy, I, uh--

I don't know what the hell you just said.

What if we are all connected?

Mentally sharing an invisible signal like...

a big human internet.

And the way we see and hear everything,

that all that information is determined by

- that big... human internet. - Wait, wait, wait...

what evidence do you have that this is something, like, this is even possible?

Or is it simply theoretical?

Yeah, surely we'll be able to detect

some kind of shared mental signal.

If we can detect radio waves, surely.

Have you ever heard of the Mandela effect, Paul?

Have you ever seen something...

a color different from what your friend saw, Kelly?

The gold-white dress, or the blue-black dress,

Laurel or Yanny?

There are things in this world

that don't always add up.

Inconsistencies.

These are just a few recent examples.

Hell, even the other night, Miles here...

thought we'd already done the experiment.

Well, that was just déjà vu.

Maybe.

Or maybe, the mind doesn't have a way

of dealing with all this information that it's sharing,

this... lie that it's cultivating

all so that we can process the world to

produce clear, rational thought.

Oh, this is hurting my head now.

Kathryn...

...what is the universe made of?

Space? Earth?

Air? Trees?

Smaller than that.

What are all those things made of?

I mean, like, carbon and...

hydrogen and stuff?

Smaller.

Particles?

Exactly.

This room isn't a solid object.

It's all particles, quarks and leptons,

bouncing around off each other.

The mind can't simply show us

trillions of particles, all those elements, electrons,

neurons bouncing around...

so instead it chooses to show us...

...a chair

or a watch or a door...

or a whole other figure

with fingers and a heart and a brain capable of thoughts,

memories, dreams...

all so that we can make sense of this life.

That is the power of our conscious minds.

So... why do we see things th-- the way we do?

Like, why do I have...

...five fingers and not...

...three or... six?

I don't know.

Maybe it's a balance.

You know, why are we not big dinosaur creatures?

Or why is that table not a floating bubble?

Why is a duck not a cow?

Maybe it's evolution.

Who knows? Maybe it's the best-case scenario

or whatever makes the most sense.

Whatever it is, it is what we know as... reality.

Alright, so... if there's this

whole realm of human consciousness

that we're all living in...

that dictates reality,

then what is your experiment about?

Easy.

I want to detach from it.

You see I've... discovered a way

to temporarily separate our minds

from the giant collective consciousness.

On your chairs, on the armrests,

you'll see a rubber ball with a bit of metal on top.

That is connected directly to an electrical signal

which will send a small shock

to a very particular part of your brain,

I believe, is responsible for keeping us connected to the, uh,

well... I've been calling it "The Shroud."

It's like switching a modem on and off for the internet.

Is this like Scrotum's cat or something?

Yeah, yeah,

it's definitely like Scrotum's cat. Mm-hmm.

Wait, so you want us to volunteer

to electrocute our brains...

to completely disconnect from what we know as reality?

Theoretically, it will only be a very brief

disconnection from The Shroud,

only for a moment, and then we'll be reconnected.

I want to see what happens... in that moment.

I've made sure that we're far enough away

from all other minds

so that it should only affect us

based on previous tests.

You've already done this?

A couple of times.

It's very safe, painless.

You should only feel a small jolt.

What happened?

Something very interesting.

But also... the results were limited.

Not enough to give me any proof, but...

I have a feeling that with...

more minds disconnected at the same time,

we should yield very different results.

Wait...

...are we sure we wanna do this?

Kelly?

You're saying you want us to play around with the...

fabric of reality, essentially.

I'm not sure if a group of people with

just a standard electric switch should be doing this.

Calm down, Kelly.

It's not that dangerous.

It's just a couple of AA batteries.

I-- I'm sorry if I scared you, Kelly.

But, I really doubt that we'll experience anything like...

I'm not gonna turn you into a turtle or something.

It's only a very small test.

Then why you made us do all that personality testing?

Are you afraid you might change us or something?

Well, yes, but... nothing major.

Only... maybe hair color will change,

the way you pronounce certain words.

Uh, maybe your clothes will change.

That's all that will happen if anything happens at all.

Look, I don't wanna scare any of you.

So... if anyone's feeling unsure about this,

you don't have to go through with the test.

I'm not gonna force you to do anything.

This is all voluntary.

The door is right there.

Sorry guys.

Before you go...

let me ask you this.

What if you had the power to create or change

anything in your life?

To bend your own reality to your will?

To change a simple rock... into a thing of beauty?

Holy crap, is that gold?

Did you make gold?

Like I said, my results are limited,

but I believe with more minds we could change more than, uh...

just a rock.

Holy crap.

You could have bought that online or found it

on a goldmine or something.

That's not proof of anything.

You're right, I could have, but I didn't.

And the only way you'll know for sure

is if you join me in this experiment.

Kelly?

Think about it, Kelly.

Isn't there anything in your life that you would...

want to change, that you would improve?

If there is, this could be your best chance.

Oh, come on, Kelly, let's do this.

Ha! I'm gonna bring a Ferrari into the room.

Don't pressure her, she's obviously feeling

a bit overwhelmed.

Come on, Kelly, it'll be fun.

Yeah, come get electrocuted with us.

Kelly, you don't have to do this.

Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly...

Kelly, Kelly, Kelly...

Kelly, Kelly, Kelly...

Kelly, Kelly, Kelly...

Kelly, Kelly, Kelly, Kelly...

Okay, okay.

Yeah!

- Woo! Yeah! - Yes!

All right, all right. Settle down.

Hands off the ball.

Hey, I didn't get to look at the... gold.

Like I said, it's... very slow voltage,

but it's still enough to give you a nasty little buzz.

Everybody all good?

Remember, you can tap out at any time, no shame.

Just flick the switch already, pussy.

Nick! You can't say that.

Okay, now to make sure

this works the same for everybody,

I'm gonna need you to place your thumb over--

over the joystick there.

Place it firmly.

The jolt needs to hit you there and then

travel up your arm to your neck.

It needs to hit a very specific nerve

to hit the part of the brain that I want, okay?

The more you talk about frying our brains,

the less I wanna do this.

Yeah, quit talking us out of it.

All right, get ready.

It's live.

Now, when I count down from five,

I want you all to push down on the metal prong.

After I get to one, got it?

- Got it. - Yeah, got it, after one.

- Yeah. - Got it.

- Got it. - Yeah.

Got it.

Okay... five...

...four...

...three...

...two...

...one...

...go!

Did anything happen?

I don't know... did it?

That button worked, that buzz friggin' hurt.

Uh-- I saw a white flash.

Same.

I-- I don't think it worked.

Holy crap.

Yeah... we switched seats somehow.

Oh God, you're right. Kathryn, you were sitting

right next to me just a second ago.

Oh my God.

Shit, am-- am I all right? A--

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm fine.

It's okay, everyone, this is exactly what I thought was gonna happen.

Now, everyone, stand up we're gonna...

walk around a bit, check your phone,

wallet, keys, clothes, look for any... changes.

Subtle as they might be,

they could all be evidence

that The Shroud exists.

Oh my God!

My phone's different.

Different how?

I mean, the apps and contacts are all the same, but

the phone... this is the latest model.

I bought my phone three years ago.

You're kidding.

Oh my God, this is the 17.

I was gonna get one of these myself.

Holy crap, Kelly wished herself a new phone?

Amazing. See, the brain...

...it documents so many things,

but there are some things which...

it categorizes as unimportant,

who you're sitting next to, what kind of phone you have.

I wouldn't be surprised if there are more things here.

Miles, your hair is different.

And Nick, you were wearing a

black top before, and now it's blue.

Was I?

Was he?

You don't remember that? I remember a black top.

Vaguely, but I'm-- I'm pretty sure I put on a blue shirt.

I thought it was a white shirt.

Three different colors.

Well, there's no way we're gonna know

what color it was originally.

You see, I've always wondered if the brain had a way to...

recreate memories to help it explain these lapses.

Like when something unpredictable happens.

It... creates this scenario in which it protects itself.

Uh, or maybe it's the collective consciousness that does.

It's-- it's almost like a living, breathing entity.

What, The Shroud?

Yes.

Do you realize what this means?

It means that our consciousness...

is the real reality of our world, not the physical.

The physical is a lie.

Electrical bursts into nerve endings

that were never even there.

Dude, you're making my head hurt again.

I'm saying that we can literally manifest our lives,

our entire world.

But... I didn't want a new phone.

I did.

Wait, not even subconsciously?

Wait, Jeremy, uh...

If you're saying The Shroud,

the human internet or whatever, is living...

...then wouldn't it try to protect itself?

I-- if it created this reality to help us...

...then what if we start destroying it

like we've been doing here? I--

Wouldn't it fight back?

Oh my God.

What have you done?

What's happened? What's changed?

Well, I was... looking for changes, you know.

I looked in my wallet for the photo of my family.

It's not there.

So I thought maybe I just dropped it.

And then I checked my address on my license and...

...it's not my address.

I live at 3 Boulevard Crescent.

This says 270-5 Eaton Avenue, a freaking apartment.

What are you saying?

You lost your house?

How is that possible?

No, it's just...

I tried calling my wife.

There was no answer and...

...the phone number doesn't exist.

So I... looked her up on Facebook.

She's married to someone else.

What have you done?

But...

I thought you said that it would only affect us.

Jeremy?

Wait, wait, come on now,

all this could just be a prank

or you've looked up the wrong name.

I know my wife's face, okay?

Problem is...

I can't remember my children's.

How can you forget your kids' faces?

Because they never existed.

Look, we're jumping to extremes here.

It doesn't affect anyone.

Jeremy... we're all connected.

No matter how far or how isolated, we're all connected.

Your whole theory is based on this.

But my previous test didn't have any results like these.

Are you kidding?

How could you not prepare for something like this?

I did. Uh-- I made sure we could get us

back to how everything was.

Don't worry, Paul. If this has actually happened,

I can get us back.

How?

Those profiles in that case over there, they're protected.

We just need to read them...

and remember who we are to get us back.

Are you serious?

That's why I made us do them.

Those profiles detail everything about us, who we are,

what we do, all of our information.

They are the fail-safe

in case anything like this... happens.

Don't worry, Paul.

I can get it back.

It's gonna be all right.

But how does that help us?

You're saying we just... remember our lives,

buzz and it all will return?

Yeah.

Of course.

We just need to reset it, that's it.

Wait, you mean do it again?

Won't that risk it for all of us?

Kathryn...

...this is my family. It's my life.

I know, but can't you just do it, Paul?

Why do all of us have to?

It will only work if we all do it at the same time,

like before, Kathryn.

Uh, that's the only reason any of this has happened,

because of the size of the disconnect.

Wait... I'm with Kathryn.

Aren't we now risking having all our lives messed up

just for one person?

- Yeah. - Yeah, surely

there is another way.

Trust me.

If we read through the profiles and remember our lives,

we can get back to how everything was.

What we can't do, though,

is what we're doing now and panic.

No, no, no. No. I'm not up for this.

Please.

This is my family.

It's my life.

I've been married 15 years.

My daughters--

My daughters are 11 and 13 years old.

Now they're gone.

Sophie...

It's my oldest. I can--

I can barely see her.

My youngest.

They're my everything.

Can't you understand that?

Fifteen years, everything that I've shared and built...

It's gone.

Oh my God.

We can't let his family disappear, can we?

All right, e-- everyone just calm down.

Paul, you don't know anything yet.

A-- a phone call, a missing photo, a Facebook status?

Jesus, man, you think it's all gone because

his-- someone's shirt changed

and-- and she has a new phone.

But, this could all just be some magic trick

by Jeremy the Wonderful or something.

Jeremy the Wonderful?

And the Facebook changes, the missing phone numbers?

Who knows?

Go to your house, Paul.

Find out more information.

You-- You're really all

jumping to conclusions here.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure, y-- you're right.

I'll go with you, um...

Everyone else... stay here.

We won't be long.

Just to be sure.

We'll wait here.

This isn't happening.

What are you waiting for?

I'm sure everything... is fine.

E-- even if we have changed more than we think we have...

...I can fix it.

Just... stay here.

We'll be back soon.

This is nuts, isn't it?

Kelly, did your phone really change?

I don't care if Paul's family's gone.

I'm not getting back in that chair.

No, no, no, no, no.

I'm not-- no, not happening, no.

So, I want to thank you all for this.

My family's everything to me.

I'm only doing this because you said

Billy's Chicken Mart had disappeared,

and I love Billy's chicken.

I could care less about you and your five kids.

Two kids.

Whatever.

Remember, everybody,

I want you to read through your profiles,

keep it in your mind of... who you are,

your family, your possessions,

anything and everything about who you were.

And we want you to keep it in your brain, otherwise...

I-- I think you gave me Kathryn's by mistake.

Yeah, I got Miles.

Ditto.

- Really? - Yeah.

I'm pretty sure I'm not "46 years old

with the temptation of being a furry."

Give me that.

Okay, sorry guys, just swap them.

I'm still pretty nervous about all of this.

It's all right, Jeremy.

Just get us back to before, yeah?

Ruth, just saying, you watch way too many horror films.

Some of those points are weird.

Okay, okay, forget about hers, just focus on your own.

Read through your profiles,

and when you're done, I'll collect them up

put them back in the container...

Are you sure that case is protected?

What if it all goes wrong again?

Trust me, the material this case is made of

is specially designed to keep what's in there safe.

I just wish I had enough to cover this entire room,

but I don't.

If it goes wrong again, we just

do it again until we get it right.

How long do those batteries last?

What if we go to a reality that doesn't use batteries?

Well, then we find another power source.

Don't worry, there is enough charge in these

for at least another...

six or seven buzzes, I think.

I'm gonna leave this on this time.

Get ready.

Amelia, Sophie, Leanne, my beautiful family.

University student, second year in business,

dating Henry... I like my life?

I'm not an alcoholic, I'm not an alcoholic, I'm not an alcoholic.

You're the shit, Nick, always have been.

Big dick on campus.

Peanut, my cat.

Rony, my bestie.

Trevor...

No, actually, forget Trevor.

Trevor never existed.

Five seconds.

Everybody keep your thumbs on the prongs.

On one this time.

Four... three... two... one.

Everybody all good?

- Paul? - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Oh God, I felt it that time.

Did it work? Did we switch it back?

I-- I think so, I have everything I had before.

Me too.

My phone's still new.

Really?

Paul?

It worked.

My wife.

And my two sons.

Yes.

Congrats, Paul.

Oh, damn! Glad to hear it.

Yes.

God, I freaked out there for a second.

Me too, my mind was racing about what would happen

if my arm or leg disappeared.

My whole life.

- Hm... - Hang on.

Who the fuck is that?

Who is...

Her.

That's Helen.

Helen?

Who's Helen?

Where is Dean?

Yeah, where is Dean?

Who's Dean?

What, wait.

Yes.

Mmm, I don't remember a Dean.

Well, I don't remember Helen.

What are you saying?

I'm saying, Helen...

I don't think you exist.

Well, that's stupid.

She's been here with us the whole time.

I kind of remember both of them, but how's that possible?

A-- and Paul, didn't you have two daughters and not two sons?

I, uh... no, I, uh--

I had two sons, Robert and Liam.

No, uh...

their names were Sophie and Leanne.

You were repeating them just before.

Oh, shit.

What do you mean I don't exist?

I've been with you all this entire time,

this entire stupid game.

Is Dean Helen?

Like-- like is he her or...

I mean, is-- is that Dean or is that a completely new person?

Jeremy?

No, uh, no.

No, this can't have happened.

We-- we all read the profiles.

They were accurate.

Did we mess up?

Are you sure?

I'm sure.

I know she didn't exist.

And Paul, you might have a family, but...

it's not the same family that you had before.

Jeremy, we have to do this again.

Get the profiles.

Calm down, Miles. I'm still running this experiment.

Again?

What, and screw more stuff up?

Wasn't the whole point to bring Paul's family back?

Yeah, we did that.

Huh? No more buzzing.

That's not his family.

And have you already forgotten about Dean?

We have to get Dean back.

- Sorry, who's Dean? - What does that--

Shut up, Helen, you don't exist.

Okay, take it easy.

We don't know what you're talking about.

Dean, uh, remember...

he loved to drink and was dumb as nails.

- Scrotum's cat. - Yes.

Come on, while he's still

fresh in our minds, we can get him back.

Hang on, if we rush this again,

there's no telling what changes will occur--

We still don't know all the changes that have happened now.

You're right.

We could be floating out in space

- or wandering around. - Wait!

What?

We have to be careful.

Who knows what our minds are capable

of subconsciously creating.

What do you mean?

I mean, it's... theoretically possible

that we could mix our dreams with our memories.

We don't know how altered our reality can get.

Looks pretty normal to me.

Wait, what is that?

Are they... people?

They don't look like people.

Oh my God, they're coming towards us.

- Holy crap, what do we do? - Close the door.

Just calm down, everyone.

They're just students wandering around campus.

Just... let me think for a sec.

What did we do wrong?

Hello?

Yeah?

What the fuck?

Hi?

Hi.

Can I have a hug?

A hug?

Yes, please.

This is a private experiment of sorts.

No students allowed.

I'm not a student.

My name's Mr. Beaucroft.

S-- sure.

Uh...

Look, we're really busy here, so--

Anyone will do.

Just a quick hug.

Can I please have a hug?

- You need to-- - I'm not leaving 'til someone hugs me.

Fine, I'll do it.

It's okay, it's just a kid in a costume.

- It's fine. - No, it's-- it's all right.

I'll--

I’ll do it.

Just leave us alone, Mr... Beaucroft.

I'm not leaving 'til someone hugs me.

I'm-- it's all right.

I'm-- I'll do it.

How about a handshake?

I'm not so much of a-- a hugger, Mr. Beaucroft.

Okay.

I'll shake your hand.

I just want you to come here.

Here I am.

Come on.

Chairs, chairs!

Come on in, Mr. Dibbling, Mr. Cavendish.

- They're delicious. - Chairs!

- Get out of my chair, Helen. - Just sit down!

Come on, press it!

Guys?

Hello?

Nick?

Guys?

Ruth?

Somebody in there?

Hello?

Oh, fuck it.

Come on...

Come on...

Come on...

Come on...

Come on, come on...

Come on...

Come on...

Come on...

- Oh my God. - What the fuck?

I'm back.

Kelly?

Ruth.

Is-- is that Ruth?

Oh, in here...

I need a second.

Tell me about it. It's feeling all...

scrambled.

I was in a field or a park of some sort.

I was alone...

and there was something in the distance

charging at me.

It didn't say anything...

...but... it was coming for me.

So I pressed the buzzer.

The exact same thing happened to me.

Well, I wasn't in a field.

I was in a house.

There was something like... banging on the door

trying to come in.

And I panicked. Of course I pressed it.

But didn't Jeremy say that the only reason why

this has worked so far is because there were

multiple people present at the same time?

How could one person possibly change all of this?

Well, first of all,

Jeremy didn't know as much as he thought.

He was a kid playing with a rocket launcher.

I mean, he probably didn't think he'd tap into something like this.

After all, look what happened to him.

Yeah.

He got his head eaten by a giant duck.

Y'all remember that?

Goddamn Mr. Beaucroft eating people's heads.

Yeah, all right, we get it.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm sure you get it. You probably thought him up.

What-- who? Mr. Beaucroft?

- Hmm. - What are you even saying?

I'm saying that before Jeremy left, he said

we had to be very careful

not to mix our dreams with our memories in our thoughts.

Last time I checked, you're the only one here

obsessed with horror films.

Wha-- No--

- No-- I didn't mean to. - Look,

- it's not your fault, Ruth. - No, I think it is.

No, it isn't.

A-- are you responsible for

what you dream of, Nick?

Are you?

No. Instead, it just picks up something from your day,

a random interaction and memory, and then off it goes.

It's the subconscious.

We can't control it.

It's-- it's the same here.

We were foolish to think we could

go back and change things.

It's only gonna make things worse.

What are you saying?

Do we stop now?

Yes, we've already lost.

Eh-- that's the thing, every time we disconnect from this,

it struggles to put things back.

It messes up, and then it fills our minds

with memories to adjust.

I mean, I have four different memories

of how I got here today,

and I don't know which is the real version.

But I had a life before this.

I had a wife and two sons.

Daughters.

You had two daughters.

Yeah.

She's right, it was two daughters the first time.

Yeah.

Yeah, two daughters. I mean, I had

a family. You're saying?

I-- I'm saying we stop trying to fix things

and simply learn to live with how they are.

Who's to say we don't open that door

and there's vampires flying around.

Yeah? Chaos, mayhem, a world we don't understand.

With giant ducks eating people's heads.

Well, obviously that might be cause for change.

But one thing I'm certain of is every time we press that buzzer,

something horrible happens.

People have died.

Helen is dead.

But you hated Helen.

I loved Helen.

Miles... Helen didn't exist.

How could you say such a thing?

I'm sorry, I don't accept this.

Things can always be fixed.

This world... these cards we were given.

I say we keep going.

Keep going 'til we get everyone back.

'Til we get back to where we were.

Or at least something close to it.

Paul, don't you get it,

the mathematics of it all?

We can't even think straight.

I mean, even if we could somehow

recreate that reality,

we wouldn't even know if we were there.

Yeah, we would.

We've got our profiles.

We have the records of who we were.

I'm-- I'm sorry, but

we've already tried that.

I mean, thinking that was the solution is

what got us into this mess.

We can't just imagine something

and then have it appear.

They're like dreams.

We can't control it.

Have you ever tried to control something

that you've dreamed of or fantasized about?

More than you know.

You can't do it.

Instead, it just picks up something random

and snowballs out of control.

That's what this is...

but it's on a world-threatening scale.

No... no, worse.

It's a scale that threatens all existence

and reality as we know it.

We shouldn't be fucking with it.

Wait, what if...

What?

Nothing, I just...

I can't dream.

- I never have. - Hold on...

You can't dream?

I don't care.

All I know is that in this world,

my family doesn't exist.

And I can't live in a reality like that.

So I'm going... whether you like it or not.

I'm going, too.

I don't know anybody here. My friends, they--

they're not my friends, my family.

Even my strongest memories don't align.

What, am I gonna live here for living's sake?

- No. - But it's not just about dying.

It's about being written out of existence.

The only memories we have of Jeremy are in our minds.

Kathryn, I mean--

I mean, what happened to Kathryn?

Oh my God... where's Kathryn?

Who?

You guys didn't even realize.

I mean, that's-- that's what's at stake here.

At least here, things can be rebuilt.

I mean, families, friends...

...new lives.

So what if I'm erased from existence?

I can't live here.

I mean, living a life dictated by something else.

I think we can still fix this.

Your life's always been dictated.

It's all been a lie.

It-- it always has been.

We just have to accept what we're given and that's it.

I don't care.

I mean, the little of my life, like, the little part...

of my life that I do know... it's just wrong.

I mean, I'm on my phone looking at pictures of people

that I'm supposed to know...

...but there's something... eerie and weird

and just creepy about all of it.

I mean, it's like some AI generated version

of who I am.

And... I just know that, somewhere out there,

I'm listening to dark rock and watching horror movies

and I'm not gonna stop until I find it.

Kelly?

I don't know.

Finally, somebody understands.

Understands?

No, I don't understand anything.

The least bit myself.

I don't know who I am or who I've ever been.

I-- I had a boyfriend, I think,

but I can't even remember his face.

And the more we do this...

the more unsure I am.

Who knows if we ever gonna accept what we're given.

The only difference is now that...

...we have the power to change anything...

...but it will be the most useless

power in the world because...

...we will never accept it.

Exactly.

Kelly, please.

But there is one thing in this room

that does make any sense,

and that is Paul.

It might be the only thing that is worth changing reality for.

To get a father back to his daughters.

Sons.

Daughters.

Oh yeah, that's right.

You idiot.

Maybe it's...

I'm remembering my own father.

And how much that he meant to me.

Or maybe it's just that I like the idea of that type of love.

But that's the only thing that really matters.

More than the rest of us.

I'll do this for Paul.

To bring his family back.

If I can do that, then...

...at least that's something I'm good for.

I'll be happy I did it.

More so than being living in this fake reality.

Unbelievable.

Uh-- You would risk your life,

y-- your very existence, just for that?

I mean, I'm-- I'm not saying it's not a noble cause,

but come on.

We've already gone too far, Miles.

To give up here would be pointless.

This is still fixable.

Guess it's that old human flaw of...

not knowing when to stop or--

or not being able to stop.

Yeah, I guess it is.

What are we waiting for?

I don't know how these batteries work, but...

...looks like we've got four buzzes left.

Four chances to put things back together.

It's fully charged.

Ready.

Ready.

Ready.

Last chance.

I'm sorry, Paul, but good luck.

Wait.

What will happen if you stay here?

Will you be... recreated in our new reality, or...

I don't know, Ruth.

Just be careful.

The Shroud isn't liking all these changes.

It's trying to fight back.

That's what happened to Jeremy and Kathryn.

Be wary of what's on the other side.

All right... on one.

Five...

...four...

...three...

...two.

...one.

Nick?

Kelly?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Ruth?

Oh my God.

Paul?

- What's going on? - I don't know.

When I buzzed... everyone was gone.

Now, I-- I don't know.

Time's moving differently, I think.

Nothing makes sense.

And there's--

There's someone trying to kill us.

Who?

Him.

Why is he trying to kill us?

Is he another one of Ruth's

horror movie memories?

I don't know, he might be.

Might be just The Shroud trying to kill us off.

All right, come on, come on.

Sometimes--

sometimes it moves differently.

Sometimes-- look out!

What the hell?

Kelly?

Ruth!

Oh my God, I thought you were dead.

Ruth, Ruth, are-- are you okay?

I just...

saw a duplicate of myself.

I mean, her hair was terrible.

I don't know... what I'm most shocked by.

Ruth, listen, we need to find the other ones.

Yeah? We can't stay here.

There is a killer around trying to wipe us out.

We need to go, yeah?

Sure, I'm just gonna...

go fix my other self's hair.

I'll be back.

Ruth?

What the hell is happening?

It's time.

This reality doesn't know what to do with time.

Nick?

It's messed up.

It's-- no, it's looping, but uncontrollably.

It's jumping forwards and-- and backwards.

It's like it's having a spasm or something.

That's it, I mean, time-- time is spazzing.

It is spazzing out, Kelly.

What are you talking about?

We always have time, linear time.

No, no, no, no. Reality dictates time, Kelly.

Reality dictates everything.

There isn't anything that it doesn't control.

Miles was right.

We screwed this whole thing up.

No, we can't think like that.

It doesn't matter what we think, Kelly.

Wrong... we thought ourselves into this mess.

We can think ourselves out of it.

- Remember what Jeremy said then? - God, Jer--

Jeremy was the idiot that got us into this, Kelly.

You're not... Nick, are you?

Where are the jokes, the optimism?

Who are you now?

I don't know.

I don't know who I am.

Well, we need to find the others.

There is a killer trying to kill us.

Okay? I thought he got Ruth.

It did get Ruth.

But I just saw her-- she was fine.

It's probably before, it's time loops, Kelly.

Guys, get out of here.

It's coming, go!

Oh, damn it. You're about to loop again.

Usually happens when your double shows up.

Look, listen, listen. We can't stay here, we need to get out.

- Yeah, we need to get back to the chairs and get yourself out. - That was...

If you get the opportunity, get yourself out.

Okay?

Guys, get out of here.

It's coming, go!

Shit. You're about--

You're about to loop again.

Usually happens when your double shows up.

Get yourself out, okay?

Kelly!

Listen, listen.

Oh my God, what have we done?

Look, I know this looks really bad, but...

You're really not helping.

Loo-- sorry... sorry. We can fix this.

How?

Look, reality shifted, that's all.

Things are a little different.

We went too far, Paul.

You saw what was out there.

How the hell are we gonna fix any of this?

Too many people have died.

We didn't write anything down.

I don't even know what's real or what's--

what's even possible in life now.

Look, we still have three buzzes left.

That's something. Three chances to make it better.

It's not enough.

Shifting realities...

time spasms...

...augmented pasts.

It's not rocket science.

You're jumping over, like, ten things.

Look, all we have to do is figure out one thing.

What's that?

We just have to find out...

...who we are.

It's not gonna work, Paul.

And what's the point?

All of this?

Seeing it all... fall, fail.

All the laws of physics

or time I took for granted.

I mean, it's all fake.

- Kelly, you can't think like-- - And the scariest part of it all

is that in the end... nothing matters.

Nothing. We all just made it up.

There is no meaning.

There is no purpose.

One plus one... equals five.

Up is down, left is...

a cucumber. It's all...

random, chaotic, pointless.

Why would we want to live knowing that?

You're right.

It's all a lie.

But it's a beautiful lie.

It's a creation of something that wasn't there.

And because of it, we have meaning.

Who cares if it isn't real?

We make it real.

Just like my children.

They might not be what I think they are.

Boys, girls...

That doesn't mean my love for them isn't real.

What their existence does for me...

...and everything I've experienced...

...I wouldn't give up for anything.

It only means nothing if you want it to.

But everything we've seen...

...how can we believe anything?

Accept anything?

We just do.

I might just be a--

a bunch of particles bouncing off one set or another.

But I believe I'm so much more.

We are so much more.

For Christ's sake, we changed reality.

We can still fix it.

Otherwise...

...who knows?

We may have just destroyed everything.

Please, Kelly.

Please, we have to try.

I'm sorry.

I mean...

...let's just get back to find the buzzers, yeah?

- I-- I think - Yeah.

I might have an idea too anyway to do...

something about it.

Paul?

Go, Kelly!

When I say one, you hit the buzzer.

- Five... four... - Miles? Jeremy?

three... two... one.

Jeremy.

That was weird.

What was?

That last one.

Last thing I remember, there was a--

a giant duck, it was...

biting my head.

Really?

That was it?

What? You-- you don't remember that?

How are you here?

What?

You were dead.

I mean, I saw you die.

What? No, I was just...

Oh... oh, uh...

Oh, you mean that thing actually did--

Yes.

You were dead.

But you came back.

That last buzz-- you were trying to kill us.

- What? No, I-- I don't remember-- - Stop talking.

If you were dead,

how could you possibly be back?

Technically, explain it to me.

I-- [sighs] I don't know. Er...

If you're thinking what I think you're thinking of...

...a dead body and a live body

make up the same amount of particles,

so structurally speaking, there's no difference.

It doesn't know how to kill us.

What do you mean? How does that help us?

No, I--

I think I know how to fix everything.

Fix everything?

What's there to fix?

No, don't!

Yeah, I guess this is not good.

Jeremy.

I know what to do.

What do you mean?

I brought you back.

I did, myself.

- Look, I'm not sure I even-- - Sit down.

- Alright, so-- - Shut up!

- Hey, don't-- - Shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

Shut up! Shut up!

- Okay, I-- - Shut up!

Sorry, but I needed to make that point.

I think it has to be me.

You know, the only one, thinking when we change realities.

That's how I brought you back.

You did. Brought me back to where?

Last time I checked, there's still a void out there.

Just... trust me.

Alright, sure.

But it's not gonna be easy to just switch off my-- my brain,

my-- my subconscious.

I know, but I think the problem before was

too many cooks in the kitchen.

All of our minds aren't lining up.

There has to be one dominant mind

deciding on what reality is going to be.

Dominant mind?

And why wouldn't it be mine?

What makes yours so special?

I don't know.

Because... I don't dream, maybe.

And why would that mean anything?

Look, again, I don't know.

But you have to trust me on this one.

I can do this, please.

All right.

Hand me the profiles.

We still have two buzzes left on the charge, right?

Ah... crap.

I thought we had more.

It's okay.

I'll bring all of us back.

Everyone.

- You sure? I mean, I could-- - No!

Don't even look at the profiles.

Only me, it's important.

Just keep your mind clear of anything.

Once I bring all of our minds back

with the power of all of our consciousness,

I'll focus on whatever's outside those doors.

Hopefully I can bring us to a reality we all remember.

That makes sense? Would that work?

Come on, Jeremy. You said yourself that

more minds make this thing more effective.

I'm really hoping you know what you're talking about.

Theoretically, if...

your mind can alone command ours

and do what you think it can do,

then... yeah.

That's the best approach.

- It can work. - Great.

Phew...

When did you get so smart?

So authoritative?

I don't know. I guess I changed.

Maybe I borrowed parts of everyone's personality.

Do you have a strange need to drink all of a sudden?

A little.

It's good to know that Dean's in there

to balance out your intelligence.

I should, uh--

I should close this.

Okay.

Just take this back.

Put it inside the container.

Are you sure that container will protect all of the profiles?

Yeah, I mean, it has so far, hasn't it?

Trust me, the material this container is made of

will keep this safe forever.

Now... where do I sit?

Anywhere, it doesn't matter.

Jeremy,

- if we get out of this-- - When we get out of this.

When we get out of this,

you're gonna have to give me as much of that special material

so this can never happen again.

Sure thing, I've got plenty.

Okay, great.

Now, shut up and don't think of anything.

And if you can't help but think of something,

then just think about giving all your brain power

to whatever I'm about to conjure up.

Ready?

Ready.

Five...

...four...

...three...

...two...

...one.

Kelly...

Kelly, are you alright?

What's different?

What's-- what's happened this time?

I was stabbed in the chest.

Me too.

What?

I don't remember any of that.

I don't think you existed for the last couple of realities, Kathryn.

Oh... wait, what?

D-- did it work? Like, is this... normal?

No... not yet.

We still need... to do one more buzz.

Right, Kelly?

Can someone explain to me how I didn't exist for a second?

I think we should just be happy and

count our lucky stars that we're back.

I don't think my family's back.

You and that stupid family.

We just brought ourselves back from not existing, Paul.

I'm just saying.

I only focused on bringing us back this time.

I don't know what reality is out there for us.

Well... why don't we just go and see?

No!

Don't open that door.

We don't know what is out there.

We don't want to know.

W-- what do you mean, Kelly,

"you brought everybody back?"

How's this possible?

I don't know.

I just thought that one person concentrating on change

was better than all of us at the same time.

And it worked.

I don't know why.

Let's not look a gift horse in the mouth.

Kelly seems to be able to--

to do it and we all owe her our thanks.

But, you know, we-- we just need

one more buzz to get us back to--

to where we started.

Do we even remember what that was?

I don't remember anything, it's-- it's all a mix.

I don't remember anything either.

But that's nothing new.

Look, I just wanna get out of here.

Something, anything that resembles our reality.

I'll take dinosaurs, whatever.

Kelly... I trust you.

One more time and then we're back.

Ruth?

Hey, I was dead a second ago.

I'm just happy to be talking.

- Okay. - Well?

What do we do? We just... let Kelly drive the ship?

Pretty much.

Try to think of nothing or...

if you have to think of something, think about giving

all your mental strength to Kelly,

whatever that means.

That's what I did and it seemed to work.

Alright.

I'll bring us back.

Everyone ready?

Miles?

Miles?

You realize this is the only way?

Do you understand how lucky we are that Kelly can even do this?

Don't you trust me, Miles?

Yeah, I guess I do.

More than anybody else here, anyway.

Don't worry, I'll bring us back.

Of course.

Good luck.

Kelly, do you need the files?

No, I've got it this time.

Okay.

Here we go, people, last stop.

- Home. - Oh...

Jeremy, you're gonna jinx it.

Nick, you're gonna jinx it.

Okay, everyone just shut up.

Clear your minds, except for you, Kelly.

On one.

Five...

...four...

...three...

...two...

...one.

Did it work? Are we back?

I don't know, but... that was our last charge.

Meaning that whatever Kelly's thought of

is our reality now, uh--

We have to accept it.

Thank you.

Yes!

Oh, thank God.

I think it worked.

I mean, my friends, I recognize them.

Nora, Felipa, Jane.

Same here.

Just as I remember it.

Well, that's good enough for me.

It worked.

You did it, Kelly.

You did it, Kelly!

- Amazing. - Thank God.

Thanks, Kelly.

You brought my family back.

My daughters.

And my son.

I'm just glad they're all back.

Sorry, I've gotta call them.

- Yes. - Hey!

Billy's Chicken Mart is back.

Well done, Kelly.

Hey, Jeremy...

Don't think we're not still all incredibly pissed with you.

But for now... I'm going home.

Me too.

Look, I-- I apologize.

Jeremy, for once, just shut up.

Uh...

Thanks again, Kelly.

Jeremy...

destroy those chairs, those devices, all of them.

Please.

Don't worry, I'll make sure he does.

Well, you did it.

You brought us all back.

I don't know how, but...

...I guess you were the dominant mind after all.

Yeah, something like that.

Listen, Jeremy.

What material did you use

to protect the profiles?

Because I'd read them many times and they weren't altered.

I'm sure of it.

Do you have more of it?

Well, yeah, I've got heaps, but it's not what you think it is.

Those steel containers are just ordinary steel containers.

There's nothing special about them.

Then how--

You thought they would work...

because I told you they would work.

And you believed me, you trusted me.

And then your subconscious mind did also.

And then when everything else was changing around us,

they remained untouched.

To be honest, I didn't know if it would work,

but... there it is.

Interesting.

So, uh, should I burn these or take them apart?

No.

Just store them away somewhere.

And don't tell anyone but me.

If anyone asks, you did destroy them.

Sure, whatever you want.

It's your world, after all.