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- [gasps]

[breathing heavily] [crackling continues]

Excuse me, something is happening...

What the...?

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[distant car horn sounding]

[car horns sounding]

[gasping]

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[building crackling]

[eerie laughing echoes]

[eerie laughing echoes]

[high pitched ringing] [grunting in pain]

- Yeah, he's the one!

- Pick him up, you fucking weakling!

Pilot, get him to the stairs! - Go!

- Now take him. - Go!

- Come on! Move it! - Lets move!

- [grunting]

- Move!

Hurry! - He's shell-shocked!

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- Fucking Astronomer,

it's impossible to understand this shit.

- Come with me!

- Come on!

- Just follow us, got it?

Come on, jump!

[grunting in effort]

- Let's move!

[gun clicks]

[gun shot]

Let's go! Move out!

[all panting]

Come on. That's it.

- Fuck. We're done for.

There's no way out.

- Told you so. I told you...

- Hey, don't...

[device clicks/beeps]

[explosion]

- There's not much time!

- From now on...

...you're on your own.

- Wait!

Who are you?

At least tell me.

Where are we going?

- Why, you wanna stay?

- [scoffs]

- What happened to me? - How am I supposed to know?

Car accident maybe or maybe an OD...

- Am I dead?

- Coma.

- You saying this is like a dream?

- It's memories.

- Whose memories? - Everyone in a coma.

Everyone who's in a coma comes to the same place-- here.

Our brain stores memories like an electromagnetic field.

And if you're in a coma, they become your reality.

Like changing stations on a radio.

Look at that.

Buildings, objects, people...

What we remember is here.

What we don't remember or never knew, doesn't exist.

Everything you're staring at...

...memories.

- It doesn't makes sense.

What those people in the street?

- They aren't people.

I'm telling you, these are memories.

- Ok, and what about that black creature?

Is that a memory, too?

- Hold on.

Hold on!

- Goddammit, Private Fly!

Make sure the perimeter is safe or should I do it?

- I already completed it.

- Then do it the fuck again.

- Where are we supposed to be going anyway?

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- What, does this thing fly? - Get the fuck in there.

- Think wormhole, but actually, it's a memory gap.

One person remembers the bus near a building,

for someone else, it's in a field.

The memories get all jumbled.

- Where is he? Where's Pilot?

- He distract the Reapers with a whistle.

Otherwise we would have bitten the dust.

- You let him do that...

You do that, you son-of-a-bitch! - Hey!

I told everyone, if we go there, it's gonna be dangerous.

And the fucking map you drew was bullshit.

- There wasn't enough time, I told you.

Everything has changed. You were rushing me!

- What the hell are we doing there anyway?

- It was worth it...

...believe me.

Fly, show him around. And get him settled in upstairs.

- Let's go.

- The show is over! Now get back to work!

Tank, what's up with that path?

You waiting for the fucking Reapers to come over?

Go blow it up already!

- We're running low on explosives.

We need to ration them.

- Ration my ass. Didn't you see how they jump?

- We blow up all the paths leading to our base here.

But of course, someone always remembers them,

so they reappear.

In order to contain the Reapers,

we're on constant alert.

We take turns keeping watch here.

Yan says there's an island in Coma

that doesn't have any Reapers on it.

We're always on the lookout for people

who can help us get there.

He's got a good feeling about you, for some reason.

You need to eat and drink here.

Hunger, cold, yeah they're memories

but everything is like in reality,

so we have to leave the base sometimes.

Those of us from the squad, go out for supplies.

- I don't remember what my name was. - Nobody does.

By the way, give yourself a nickname

before someone chooses one for you.

- Jesus fucking Christ!

This is a dream.... It's a... It's like a dream.

- Hey!

A person just died to save your frickin' life.

Believe me,

you can't wake up. Now except that.

Your body is somewhere in a coma and you're here.

You can't change that.

[distant rattling]

- And what's this?

- Dreams.

They materialize when we're asleep.

They're like remnants from reality.

It's normal here.

This is where Gnome lives, Tank is here, then Spirit,

The Astronomer, me, Phantom.

The rest live downstairs.

You'll receive clothes and ammo from Tank.

- You and Phantom are a couple?

- What?

- [scoffs]

It's empty.

- Spend a couple of weeks here

and the room will start to get filled.

Go on it, it's yours.

Usually a newcomer goes through a kind of an initiation.

But in your case Yan decided

to let you be a part of the squad right away.

- You mean, uh, the man on the balcony.

Is that right? I'm guessing he's the leader.

- He's been here the longest.

And he was out of his Coma once.

That's how we know what this world is.

He taught us how to survive here.

All of us here, owe him our lives.

That means you as well.

Alright then, you get some rest now.

We'll test your metal tomorrow.

Me and Phantom are not together.

- No, that's not what I meant-- - Even though that's what he likes to think.

That's not how it is.

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[sighs deeply]

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[crackling]

[thud]

[gasping] [panting]

- Whoa!

You really are something special.

Don't even think of going back there.

Dreams are tricky. You can get lost.

And then there's no way out.

So, how are you? You settling in ok?

- As far as I can tell. - Don't bullshit me.

Everyone here goes mental at first.

Listen, I was a little hard on you back there.

No hard feelings, ok? - Yeah, all cool.

- Peace?

- Peace.

- Listen up,

Yan, he's got this island thing he's pursuing.

It's a big deal about chosen ones.

Well, not my business. Really, ok by me.

I got people to take care of.

Discipline's important to keeping control...

- Yo, Gnome, I'm totally with you.

- Good man.

I liked you from the start.

You're smarter than the others.

And stay away from my girl.

I like her, bro.

She's acting out now. That's ok.

We're like, almost there, you know.

- Hmm, I don't know about that.

- [sniffs]

Yan might see something in you.

He's not perfect.

He's made mistakes in the past, he has.

But um... I'm the one leading the squad, right?

Not him.

And to think we should be buddies,

and yet you're so fucking rude.

- All I wanted to say is that she should decide for herself.

- You haven't figured out jack shit, have you?

- Get up. - What for?

- Stand up, soldier!

On the double!

Everyone's tired of waiting for you.

- In Coma some people develop unique abilities.

It depends on how they think

and what they're good at.

Like Spirit here,

has the ability to sense if there's danger.

He can also summon ghosts.

The Astronomer creates maps for us

and Pilot can locate new people who just arrived here.

In order to discover those abilities,

a person needs a little push.

To be put in danger.

[whistles]

[gun clinks]

I'm wondering what your special ability is going to be.

Gnome, give us another shot!

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[gun fires] [thud]

Hey! Get your shit together!

Try defending yourself.

[gun clicks]

[gun fires] [thud]

So far so bad.

But you know, sometimes these abilities

don't reveal themselves...

...until you're in a real combat situation out there.

That's what happened to me, for instance.

But we're not animals who are gonna send you

straight out to battle.

My friend Gnome built me a training machine.

Bring me your little toy, Gnome!

I said, go get it.

[machine whirring]

- [grunts in pain]

[machine whirring increases]

[grunts]

- It's an enemy for Christ's sake!

[thud] - [grunts]

- Attack it!

Fight back! You can do it!

[machine whirring]

[thud]

[machine powering down]

Why didn't you defend yourself?

What did you do for a living, huh?

- An architect, I believe.

- Cable! He's on your team now.

I don't think we've had an architect here yet.

[distant screeching]

[explosion]

[thud] [glass breaking]

- Afternoon shift! Wake up everybody!

Let's go! Let's go! Off to work!

[construction noises]

[grunting in effort]

- A little bit higher! A little higher!

[grunting in effort]

- Cable!

We're going to see your submarine, huh.

To get the explosives on it. We're running low.

You coming?

- Aye aye, Commander!

- Keep working, Architect.

We don't want no fucking freeloaders here.

- Hey.

You can't just sit around! Now get back to work here.

What's going on, huh?

Because you're probably like, one of the lucky ones,

you know, if you think about it.

- What makes me so lucky?

- Yeah, you may not have those, you know, super powers,

and all that stuff like that.

Eh, there are plenty of us that didn't pass the test.

It would've been a mistake to take us.

At least we don't have to go out there.

You're a lot safer anyway, working here!

So live your life!

Huh? And then you can move on with your life and all.

You know, when you're out of the coma and back in life.

Whole other world.

- That may take a while.

Time flows differently here.

We're not exactly sure about this...

...but it seems to be in a ratio of 1 to 100.

Which means one day in reality is several months in Coma.

I've been here for 15 years,

you can live here thousands of years.

The question is,

what do you want to do with all that time on your hands?

- You're the one who had me saved,

why don't you tell me what my reason here is supposed to be.

- It doesn't matter.

We want to be here is for you to determine yourself.

You can can get by doing menial work

or you can explore your abilities

and we'll see what happens.

Sometimes...

...sometimes it's hard to recognize what's going on

certainly in the beginning.

You feel like you should be able to do something

and then nothing comes of it.

- Yeah um, I think it must have been a building I finished,

but I don't know how.

I want to try to build something here

and nothing works out at all.

- Well, Phantom wasn't lying.

Sometimes we don't know what our additional powers are

until we're out there.

But if you're new here, of course, it's way too risky.

In his case, it worked out just fine.

My god, take a look at him,

superhuman strength, speed.

Natural leader for us here.

I've seen a lot of people come and go

and I'd say there's a deeper reason

as to why we're all here.

My take,

everyone who's here didn't quite make it in the real world.

They didn't have a future there.

- Yeah, but I got like, no idea about myself.

It's all just like a vague recollection.

- Maybe that's for the best.

- How is that?

- Without the burden of memories,

we're a clean slate, we can have a fresh start.

Nobody can tell you who you are but you yourself.

This world is created by our thoughts.

The rules are different here. - Grip it firmly.

- And here, unlike in reality,

you can do whatever the hell you want.

But that doesn't mean,

is that you shouldn't do anything.

- Grip it as hard as you can. You got it?

- Yeah. - Hold on a second. A little straighter.

What do you want?

- I'd like to go with you.

- What? You should know your rank.

- Take him with you.

- What for?

- You're gonna take him because I asked you to.

- He'll get killed.

- So be it.

We have enough people for the manual labor here.

- Listen up...

- I got a meeting now, I'll be right back.

- Excuse me, would it be possible for me to try the gun?

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- That's the tunnel Gnome was talking about.

- Yeah! That's my tunnel. - We turn here.

- I'm sorry, but why is it "Gnome's tunnel"?

- Because I the one who remembered it.

Just like I'm the one who remembers that shit

we're going to see. She's a beauty.

- This world is made up of memories.

Every once in a while they can figure out

the person it belong to.

- By the way, the Astronomer has this whole theory

about out dreams.

Ask him about it. It's way out there.

Come on. Tell us, Astronomer.

- I heard that it was a lot for you? - What, dreams?

- Yeah, in your room. - Well, yeah.

- Because in Coma there's consciousness

and then who we are.

Here we lose our memories. We've lose ourselves.

Got it?

- Well... - In dreams though,

there's tons of information

about what we remember from real life.

Even this place, where we are now,

exists in your dreams.

You find yourself dreaming about your dreams.

- Ah, so that way you can come out of the coma? - What are you talking about?

Yan's already told you.

Anyone who tries to enter his dreams and leave Coma die.

- What's so hard to get? - That doesn't necessarily mean it's impossible.

- Who the fuck asked you, huh?

- Reapers!

- No, no. It's safe.

It'd be like, maybe a two-day detour to here.

- Can they see us? - They sense us.

- We produce a signal, a frequency.

- That's why I made the whistle. - What do you mean whistle?

- So that in a worst case scenario,

they're only drawn to one of us.

- Like Pilot, yeah.

- When you turn on the whistle it attracts the Reapers.

Then you blow yourself up with dynamite

and take them down.

- If this world is made of memories,

then how did they get here?

It doesn't make sense.

- It's us.

- What do you mean?

- Coma patients.

Technically they're brain dead,

however life support is still on.

The relatives can't let go.

The dead brain manifests itself into that.

- They're in a perpetual state of decay...

...they're time eternal.

But they're able to turn the living into

the same black shit they are made of.

- I'd rather have life support turned off than be that.

- Enough of this shit! Let's move out!

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Time to play! [laughs]

[whistles]

Hey Architect, bring an extra pair of underwear?

- Yeah, they're trigger-happy band of guys, they are.

- Who are you talking about? - Security guards.

- They're from his memory. - Why would they shoot us?

- They shoot at all strangers.

That's how I remember it.

- Now listen up, take this.

If you twist it here and it'll boost up your bio-signal.

It'll attract the Reapers, like bees to honey.

- Got it. - Don't worry.

There are no Reapers here.

But don't start firing guns for no reason.

- Loser Astronomer.

We more likely to die of boredom

than from any Reapers.

Ok, enough fucking around, bitches!

I'm leading. Tank, stay behind and cover me.

Spirit, get over there and distract them.

Front and back.

The rest of you bastards can stay the fuck out of the way.

Any questions? No fucking way.

Let's do this!

- Freeze!

[gun shots]

[grunts]

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- Did you work in this factory?

What is this frickin' place?

- A lot of factories are mixed up in here.

It's a combined of different memories.

- There!

That's the the hangar!

I can remember it now!

We have to find the secret door.

- They just about finished with their rounds.

We have 30 seconds to get past them.

Not yet, Phantom! Phantom!

[grenade pin clicking]

[grunts]

[explosion] [screaming]

[alarm sounding]

[gun shots]

- Come on! - I said freeze, motherfucker!

[grunting in effort]

[gun shots]

- Tank, throw a grenade!

- It's too far, I won't make it! - Goddamn it! Just throw it!

[grunts in effort] [alarm sounding]

[explosion]

- [laughs]

[gun shot]

[bone breaking]

- [laughs]

Tank!

Cover me! Going up!

- Gotcha!

- You got to stay back, Tank!

[truck engine revving]

[gun shots]

- Whoo-hoo!

- Get down!

[gun shots]

- Spirit!

- Here...

- Huh. Ok.

[grunting in effort]

[gun shot]

- What the hell was that! For Christ's fucking sake!

Are you trying to get us all killed!

- [spits]

Why are you so nervous?

- Calm down! - We've called all the Reapers to this location!

- Spirit? - I don't perceive any of them yet.

[thud]

- Listen...

...I'm in charge here.

- [grunting in pain]

- If you ever scream at me again,

I will break you limb by limb.

I'm am the commander here!

Do you share this opinion?

I can't hear you!

[gate creaks open]

- Hey!

I got it!

- Come here.

You ok?

- That I really can't remember.

- The explosives in just one torpedo

would be enough for a month.

- Cable, get to it. - Yeah.

I'm on it!

Come on, come on! Come on!

Easy, easy! Easy!

Easy.

Slowly. Come on. Come on, come on.

- Let me heal that.

- It's nothing.

- Come on.

Let me take a look at your hand as well.

- I just said it's nothing!

- Thanks.

[thud] - I said careful here!

Careful, you blockhead! Hold it tighter!

One false move and we're blown to bits

in a matter of seconds!

- Fucking Coma!

- I've seen this before. The country I know...

...but I can't remember what it is.

- What's going on?

- Everything is strange here, right?

Like a dream.

You should be able to feel whats around you...

- They're here! - Don't say I didn't tell you.

- How far?

- Around 500 meters! - Get it down!

- No can do!

I need a minute here, at least!

- Down! Both of you! - I need another minute!

Commander, my ass!

- I'll finish it myself.

[welder buzzing]

- He won't make it.

- Now what? I hope you're happy.

- [trembling]

- Hold it for as long as you can, buddy. Got it?

Gnome stays here, the rest follow me!

- No way he can get it down by himself! - What about Cable?

- No discussions, obey the fucking order!

On three. One, two,

three. Now move!

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- Stop! Get back here and hold this!

[dramatic music]

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Jesus Christ, we can't hold this!

- I said, move!

Come back here!

- Come on! - Get back!

[dramatic music continues]

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Everyone get back!

[welder buzzing]

You little piece of--

[gun shot] - Don't you dare!

- [gasps]

- Get this to the exit.

Move it!

["For Sentimental Reasons" by The Ink Spots]

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- I look up and while you guys are running,

the stupid thing starts sliding down, dragging me with it.

And as I'm riding it, I'm thinking, "This is it."

But then the sparks, this ramp... Kaboom!

My first thought, "I'm dead, it exploded."

Rest in piece, Cable.

Who knows what the hell dying in Coma is like?

Architect, you fool!

Why didn't you run with the rest of the squad?

It was an order for Christ's sake!

- That gives me an idea...

Could you build a wall, if needed,

if we're in combat, fighting?

- Yeah.

- Maybe a bridge or something like that?

- Maybe a bridge, I guess. Yeah.

[chuckles] - Attaboy!

That'll be useful to us, Architect.

We can go to fucking places we never dared to go before.

- And I'm thinking...

...there's a better way for us to make use

of this special talent of his.

For a long time, we were trying to find a place

to hide from the Reapers.

Some place isolated.

But it's difficult,

because we remember not only the place,

[music stops] but the path that leads us to the place as well.

Isn't that right, Astronomer?

But what if the place wasn't built

using our memories,

but our imagination.

What if we started from scratch, no memories.

What if we designed an island

that was never seen before.

A place that wasn't attached to any memories.

That would make is safe, wouldn't it?

I told you that I...

...would lead you all to a safe place.

And here's the man who will build it for us.

- You mean really? A whole frickin' island?

- You in?

- I can do it.

- The best time for us to head out would be right now.

- Hey Yan, shouldn't me and you discuss that first?

We need time to prepare for this. - What do you think, Astronomer?

- If we're going to be leaving, all of us as one big group,

it means we're going to need a route

that's absolutely safe from Reapers.

- Like we haven't had in a while. - That's so theoretical.

- It's all bullshit, Yan. - Consider this,

are explosives supply is running real low.

What are chances of surviving here when we're out?

- Sooner or later Reapers will see us entering

or leaving the bus.

And then what?

We leave tomorrow.

I want you to be squad leader.

- Yan...

Yan, I might've overstepped my boundaries today, but--

- You were reckless and brought on the Reapers.

You endangered the whole squad.

- This is not what we agreed upon.

It's my place to lead.

- This mission is way too important.

- Important mission?

Well maybe they should hear about some of the other things

we were talking about. - Muzzle it, Phantom!

Why aren't we partying, huh?

[chuckles]

Tomorrow is a big day. Right, Architect?

- Shit!

- What are you doing?

- Ooh, you scared me.

I'm just messing around.

- You're building what?

- Well I'm trying.

- Can I watch?

- I'm almost done, actually.

- It looks like it doesn't work.

- No, no problem.

- And how come you told everyone

you were going to build that island for us?

At the submarine you were yelling for everyone

to get back.

You were afraid the whole thing could maybe collapsed.

You would've killed us.

I'm done here.

- But wait, you made it work.

- You made it this far without me...

- Just figure out what went wrong.

Hey, wait a sec! You were concentrating.

Did something with your hands and something appeared.

- Yes and the ramp appeared.

What's the point of discussing it right now?

- No, a blueprint appeared.

[whispers] - Appeared...

[whispers] The blueprint appeared...

Yeah, I need to imagine the entire construction map.

The 3D layout...

[digital whirring]

What kind of house do you want me to build for you

on my island?

- They say you have a room full of memories.

- That's right.

- I'd be interested in taking a look.

Wow!

You have so many. I only have a few in my room.

- Does that mean you don't remember anything?

- No, just feelings.

Was this an accident you were in?

- Yeah, I was being driven to a meeting with a client,

but it turned out it was kinda a trap.

- A trap for an architect?

- Yeah, I hear you, it sounds bizarre.

- And this woman? Were you close?

- I'm not sure,

and it's not really important,

- because my life is here now. - But you wanted to wake up so bad.

- Yeah, yeah, I know. But...

Yeah, it was like I met you here and for the first time

I can be who I really want to be.

Like Yan said.

If we don't remember anything,

we can start a life all over again.

And become the person,

you know, the individual that we always aspire to.

I'm talking nonsense, huh? - No.

I have that feeling, too.

- Then you can remember something.

- Memories.

I remember I couldn't be together

with the one I wanted to be.

Here it's possible.

- During the trek,

you're gonna have to follow orders.

Make sure you stay in line, but keep your distance.

- Can we carry guns? - No, we won't be needing them.

There are no Reapers on the route we're taking.

- Here is where we want to build the island.

We approach from behind these hills here.

They won't even notice us.

- What if you missed the route?

- I know them like the back of my hand.

The dangerous parts have been cleared and double checked.

- Seems about right. I would sense them...

...and I'm not sensing them.

- Hey Phantom, listen up.

Fuse wires. Should I pack them? Are we need them?

- Why don't you ask the Astronomer.

He's the one leading the squad.

- Alright.

[tense music]

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- Um, uh, I have got a minor kind of question.

Which is, what am I supposed to build on this island?

- You're the architect, you can decide. - Well there is one project,

although it's not technically mine,

the client might be against me sharing it.

- In your position,

I think you can call the client and say, "kiss my ass."

- I don't know anything about your project.

but let me tell you though, I would like my own workshop.

- With a lot of power tools and a case of beer. - Aw, can I have a jacuzzi?

- I want a weight room! - Whoa, guys, whoa! Too many requests!

One at a time now.

- They're here!

- No, that's impossible.

The maps are up to date. Are you sure?

- I say what I sense. - Shit!

- That's the Reapers for you.

- With so many people and so much equipment,

we can't move very quickly!

Should we head back?

- We won't have an opportunity to get there for a while,

I'd say it's up to you.

- Phantom.

You're more experienced than I. What do you think?

- We're going to need another path there,

so probably we should split up, do some reconnaissance

and then meet back here.

- Makes sense.

Two of us should stay, to look after everyone.

- I'll stay here with the Architect.

- The Architect is not going to be able to help you.

He doesn't know how to shoot, has zero experience.

Tank would be better.

- Or I'll stay if you like. - No.

- Nothing will happen to him!

Just a bit of scouting, here we have civilians.

- I said no!

- Count me in. I'll be fine.

- Tank stays here.

Architect, go to the top of that hill.

When you see the airplane, you come right back. Got it?

The rest of you spread out in different directions.

[pensive music]

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[eerie music]

♪♪

[distant explosion]

- Tank, what are you doing here?

- We gotta move quickly. Yan sent me for you.

Watch out!

Reapers! About 300 meters!

We gotta head out!

- Give me that! - What...

What are you doing? - Give me that!

I said give me that! - What the hell is this?

- Let him fucking go!

[digital beeping]

- Where did you get it?

- You fucking planted it! - You set us all up to die!

- I didn't want to. We need to leave.

Hey, I know what you're thinking.

You don't know what's happening here.

I'm not the one who... who put is here in the first place.

It was... it was him all along.

[gun shot]

We need to leave.

We need to be leaving here right away.

- Reapers! Reapers!

- Astronomer! Get everyone to safety!

- Right, listen up everyone! Get rid of the heavy gear!

- [screaming]

- Cable!

[gun fire]

[all screaming]

[digital whirring]

- Architect, to the bus! Hurry!

Tank, take him!

[all screaming]

[digital beeping]

- Hey.

Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

- The Reaper whistle drew them here.

- Behind us!

- This is it, buddies.

- That way!

[explosion]

- Let's go!

[deep breathing]

[life support beeping]

- We're almost there.

- Have they given you any money yet? - Forget about money.

Unlike the other idiots out there,

they're interested in a project

and my ideas will bring something new.

This is a big chance for me!

- Come on, just because they told you were cool,

and how great your project is.

Have you lost your mind or what?

Are you that gullible?

This isn't any old client, it's a sect.

It's like, all over the news.

They're probably using you.

Who know's what they're planning to do

with all your ideas.

- The Teacher loves you and all of his followers.

The Teacher sets you free! Follow his calling.

- Read what the Teacher says about you! - Holy shit!

- A path to a new life will open up to you!

- The Teacher sets you free!

The Teacher loves you.

The Teacher sets you free.

- Is that him? - How do I know!

- You don't know what he looks like?

- We just wrote to each other, that's it, ok!

- Uh...

We were told you'd be arriving alone.

- Yeah, but he's not alone! - Can you please calm down.

- We can only let you in on your own.

My really sorry, we have strict rules.

- You're the one I should see? - No, of course not.

Why don't you think of me as a disciple.

I was the person who sent you the letter though.

Our Teacher awaits your presence inside.

- Please don't-- - You gotta be kidding me.

- You need to stay in the car and wait.

- Hold on. - What?

- Here, I want you to have this.

- So... what is this place? A hospital?

- It used to be. Until we took it over.

Follow me, please.

- Brilliant. How long have you had these plans?

- Um... since I was a student.

- And yet people continue building these ugly boxes.

- Yeah, yeah, you're absolutely right,

it makes no sense to me.

I've submitted them all over

and no one out there is even interested.

- Yeah. You're absolutely right.

I've submitted them all over

and the world will never be able to recognize something inspired

even if it was... ...was a 100 times better.

- Would you really be able to build what I'm proposing?

- Hmm.

Allow me to show you something.

- Uh... excuse me,

what exactly does your organization do?

You know, there's a lot of rumors out there.

- We give people the gift of a new life.

Like it says on the billboard.

[keypad beeping]

You'll see everything for yourself.

While studying the cerebral physiology of the brain,

I discovered that in a state of a deep coma,

we have access to a variable world

no one knows about.

And I swear to you on the soul of my mother

that this world is better than consensus reality.

- What do you mean, dreams?

- It's impossible to explain.

Would you like to try it out now?

- Uh, I'm in a hurry, I've got to be somewhere.

- It won't take but a minute.

I'm sure you'll like it!

[stun gun buzzing]

- Get back! Both of you!

[keypad beeping]

[stun gun buzzing]

[tires squealing] [thud]

- What's going on?

What happened? - Come on! Go! Go! Go!

[engine racing]

- I just ran a person over!

- Go! Go! Go! - I told you they were lying,

but you can never listen!

Why can't you ever listen to anyone--

[truck horn sounding] [glass breaking]

- That's right. She was put in a coma

just a couple of hours before you.

But there, months have passed.

Extraordinary, isn't it?

- Who the hell are you?

- A group of scientists that want to give

a new world to people.

- And that spiritual teaching?

- It helps to finance the project.

My research was considered lacking in perspective

so I had to find a way to finance the whole thing.

And as a wise man once said,

"If you want to get rich, create your own religion."

And in truth, it was a lot easier

than I thought it would be.

- Was your promise to build a city of mine a lie? - Of course not.

The plans are real.

I've put together a group of people

that have specific brain pathologies,

that are unique to them

so they could survive in a coma.

And I found an artist with a singular memory

and an amazing imagination for a project,

that would mean realizing his dreams.

- What for?

- It's obvious. To live there happily.

- A fantasy world?

Mankind has know for ages

that there are other worlds out there.

Coma was visited by many Ancient rulers

of many cultures.

But the truth is, modern medicine

has filled this world with corpses, they're Reapers.

And all these souls that should be dead

suddenly found a reason to live.

You were happy there yourself, right?

You're a successful architect there.

What are you going to build here,

a set of row houses?

If you ever get lucky.

- Did you give them the same shots as me?

- A more robust one, that works faster.

- Maybe you should have asked them first!

You know, Phantom fully recovered his memory.

He remembered how he got here

and who he was.

But he didn't want to wake up.

But then a Reaper got to him.

Which physiological speaking

initiated a necrosis of brain tissue.

He panicked,

threaten he would reveal the truth to everyone.

But in the end he killed a bunch of people

and almost spoiled everything.

I barely got you out of there.

So if you could remain ignorant,

that'll solve your problems.

- And... all the people out there, your followers,

you're gonna take them with you to Coma as well?

- Well someone's got to support life.

- Slaves.

But do they know that they will be put into a coma?

- In return I give people an infinite life full of meaning.

What's wrong with that?

Everyone gets what they want in Coma.

One person is a commander or spiritual leader,

and another person needs to be a great architect.

- You're fucking demented, man!

It's a dream world. Are you aware of that?

- Oh, good God. That's not important.

- That's it, I'm out of here.

This is... Please, let me go.

Let us all go.

- Knowledge is the source of all problems.

I'm going to need you to finish that project for me.

- I am not going back there.

- You know, when a person's been touched by a Reaper,

within a couple of minutes, their brain is dead.

Where did you leave her in a field?

That's strange, but it's pretty normal.

Well you know, sometimes the necrosis is reversible. - Shut up!

Let her go! She's not a part of this!

- I wanted you to come alone.

You're the one who started the road race here.

I'd say you're responsible for all of this.

Get the island and the city on top of it completed

and then I will let both of you go.

- And you'll let all of us go!

You've got my word of honor,

not to keep anyone against their will.

[eerie music]

♪♪

You will wake up in your apartment.

The brain is drawn to the strongest

and most powerful memories.

And this time, you will find that your memory

will recover faster.

You will find Astronomer.

The coordinates of where to build the city

are on his map. - What if I don't make it there? [gasps]

- You will.

This stimulation you just received

will make your brain work more intensely.

It may damage your health, in the long run,

but you'll be like Superman for a little while.

- Wait, hold on, how will they know when it's time

to get out of the coma?

- Hard to say. [chuckles]

There is a way. From the inside.

A back door of sorts.

You do everything I ask and I'll show it to you.

Think about it.

I made it back here safe and sound, didn't I.

Sleep.

[ventilator whirring]

[dramatic digital music]

♪♪

- Get down!

[explosion]

That's it. We have one last grenade.

- Maybe we should use it on ourselves?

[distant rumbling]

- This world...

...everything is not what you thought it was,

what we think is around us.

Uh, so let's move out.

We gotta move, peeps!

[ventilator whirring]

- A lot of people resist in the beginning.

Maybe you should give him some more time.

- No.

You'll do what I told you to do.

- This is it.

The place Yan chose.

He said it was majestic.

- [coughing]

- What's wrong? You alright?

- [chuckling]

I'm ok. I'm just a little tired.

But once I'm on this island, I'll be chill.

- We are almost there.

I was waiting for this.

Yan ended up being completely right.

- Don't you get it?

Can't you grasp that we that we are laying

in the basement of that psychopath?

There isn't any island and there never will be.

This is just a dream!

Yo man, it's hard to believe, I understand,

but after you've seen it with your own eyes,

and everyone is like, frickin' laying there, you just--

- So you told them after all.

They've been through so much already.

That's not really fair of you.

- Where do you want it?

- The bridge should start right here.

Make it happen.

[digital whirring]

[dramatic music builds]

♪♪

"And God beheld all that he had created,

and it was very good."

[music continues]

♪♪

What do you need reality for after this?

- Yan, I've built what you asked for.

Now let us go.

- Spirit.

In life you constantly saw hallucinations.

You were surrounded by dead people.

You had spasms and convulsions almost every day of your life.

You don't have family, no one,

and you lost your only child.

I rescued you from the asylum,

where you would have rotted

till the last of your dying days.

Tank.

You lost your family in an accident.

Blind drunk on rotgut.

You tried to shoot your neighbors.

You would have been behind bars

or locked up for the rest of your life in a madhouse.

Astronomer, in real life you're autistic.

You can't even leave your house.

Your poor old parents.

What's going to happen to you when they pass away, huh?

And you have something worse that's ailing you, Architect.

Your ideas are beautiful, just way ahead of their time,

so no one wants them

and everyone has abandoned you, including her,

and she was the last one you drove away.

There is nobody.

Childish, an unrecognized genius

moody, with a chip on his shoulder

and the world is to blame.

I'm sure you contemplated suicide

long before we contacted you.

This project gave meaning to your life.

- Have they given you any money yet? - Forget about money.

Unlike other idiots out there, they're interested in a project

and my ideas will bring something new!

This is a big chance for me!

Yeah, make fun of me.

I swear everything will change for us after this.

- Huh? For us? - Mm-hmm.

There isn't any "us".

- Then why are you sitting in this car with me now.

- Oh, please. Fuck.

[chuckles]

C'mon, just because they tell you how cool you are,

and how great your project is.

- Have you lost your mind, or what? - You used to believe in me.

- They won't pay you and they may even do--

- I don't know. Something thats even worse.

- Your conscience bothering you?

Nice car you're driving.

Is it a present from your new lover...

How else could you pay for a car like this.

But I promise you,

when I'm famous, you'll get a new one from me.

- I'm never helping you again.

- We want to remain here.

- I want to stay, too.

- I won't able to let you stay.

I'm sorry but you would reveal everything.

- Who's going to believe us? - My followers will believe you.

C'mon, you can't hide it forever. Now can you?

And in heaven,

there's no place for those who know the secrets

of its creation.

This effects all of you.

Now that you know the whole truth,

I can't let you live among the others.

- We promise not to tell anyone.

- The die is cast.

- [gasps]

Cerebral hypoxy has been induced.

Your brains will suffocate for lack of oxygen

and you will all feel it soon.

[life support beeping]

I don't know who's machine was unplugged first,

but it's only a matter of seconds.

So here we have a little more time to say out last goodbyes.

About fifteen minutes.

- Wait!

- Stay here! [thud]

- Don't think I wasn't expecting this.

Brain stimulation can be tricky,

but I thought it was worth it, in this case.

I'm on my way. Adieu.

[dramatic music swells]

♪♪

- Damn!

You warned me about this, that they would fuck me over.

- What? - Wake up! We gotta wake ourselves.

We will wake up and we will stop him.

The back door!

Astronomer!

How did he mention escape when the Reapers attacked?

- Dreams.

We dream where we are laying there, we all do.

Like right now.

So If you can find yourself in a dream, then--

- That's why he said that they are dangerous! Dreams!

Why he said they're fucking dangerous.

C'com, lets go!

- It's not that easy! - C'mon, c'mon!

We don't have much time, Astronomer! - Spirit, let's go!

- Let her be. Let her be.

[dramatic music]

♪♪

[tense music]

♪♪

- Astronomer, come on. We need to get into the room.

We gotta move fast!

- They made it before us.

- We can't get past him. - Fuck!

I got an idea.

[machine whirring]

Come on! Come on! Hurry!

Hurry!

- What? - It's not how I remember it.

- These are dreams, I mentioned that already.

Everything is mixed up here.

Now concentrate and find the room.

- There, I think I want to go there.

[waterfall rumbling]

[thunder rumbling]

There was a door and stairs.

It's not the same!

Could you help me?

- Everything is linked here by association.

Maybe forget where rooms are located for a minute.

- How is that?

- Detail!

You need details

that remind you of the room and help you find it.

[whispers] - Details...

Yeah, here it is.

It was in a painting. It was hanging in the room!

- Bravo.

I... got it right.

[crackling]

- Of course he got it right.

The Astronomer is a genius.

Where would we be without him?

Our memory clings to what we find most interesting.

And of all things,

you remembered a painting with a temple.

A true architect.

You know, I really hoped you'd be

a bit smarter than the rest.

You reminded me of myself when I was young.

[stone rumbling]

Modern medicine fights to prolong a persons's life

for a few meager years.

I was able to prolong it for a thousand.

And you know what?

My own research department lost it's financing

in order to support studies for a solution to cellulite.

And I never understood how to live in a world so foolish,

so petty.

But then I realized there is another world.

I'm a god there.

[stone rumbling]

- Watch out!

Fly, run!

- I was a doubting Thomas as well,

afraid it was just a mere illusion.

But then, I made a discovery.

Everything that we live for, all of our emotions

like joy, anger, sorrow, surprise, happiness,

are nothing more than electrical signals in our brain.

We measured them on people in a coma and in real world,

and you know what?

They are absolutely identical.

The life in Coma is as real as it gets.

End of story. Simple as that.

[thud] [grunts in pain]

[dramatic music swells]

♪♪

[liquid swooshing]

[dramatic music continues]

♪♪

[stone rumbling]

- We found it, Fly.

[gasping]

[coughing]

[panting]

[whispering] Come on.

[whispering] Come on.

- [gasps] - Quiet.

[whispering] Quiet. Quiet.

[whispering] Breath. Breath.

[whispers] Just breath. Breath gently.

[whispers] You'll be ok.

[dramatic music]

♪♪

You and me, we're going home now.

I need to be quiet. Can you get up?

Ok, ready?

We're going home now, ok.

Stand up. Stand up. Stand up.

[hopeful music]

♪♪

[distant muffled TV]

Ok, I'm pretty much almost done, but I need a break anyway.

So let's take the dog out for some fresh air.

- Alright, let's grab our coats. - Mm-hmm.

- Did anyone get back to you about your proposal?

- Nothing.

- I think maybe it's a question of how the presentation is done.

- No, everything is fine. You just have to be realistic.

My plans aren't commercially interesting.

But we won't have to worry about money because

I got a gig.

- Really? - Yeah.

- I'm so proud of you, baby.

[news broadcast] - Concluding the trial involving

the Foundation of Eternal Life

will end with a hung jury.

Charges are expected to be dropped

due to a lack of hard evidence,

as it was established during court hearings,

that all subjects of the experiment

were there legally.

Despite recent accusations,

the organization continues to successfully

recruit followers...

[eerie music]

♪♪

- Do you think they will come for us?

- I'm not worried too much. Why don't you go get dressed.

- By the way, there was a letter for you

in the mail this morning.

- Yeah, I saw it already. - Yeah? What was it?

- Uh, nothing that's interesting.

You know, documents for an old project.

[dog barking]

[door closing]

[dramatic music]

♪♪

[dramatic orchestral music]

♪♪