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(fan humming)

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(beeping)

(woman whimpering)

(beeping)

Lights on.

(beeping)

Alarm off.

(ringing)

CSC Dixon,

it's the middle of the night.

David, communications are down

with both of the field techs...

It's Christmas day.

Isn't this something that can wait until tomorrow?

Gibson Desert North

is the largest nuclear waste repository

in the southern hemisphere.

It doesn't take the day off.

Something wrong.

DAVID: We don't have anyone available.

I'll go.

DAVID: What?

You don't have anyone available?

I'm going out there myself.

Call the transpo.

I'll be ready in ten.

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(rumbling)

Coming in on the red zone now.

Completely uninhabitable.

You do not want to lose your fuel out here.

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So Auxilisun sent in a tech assistant

to a facility this remote?

No chief engineers available?

I am a chief tech engineer.

(chuckling)

How many facilities you engineered?

None. I was recently promoted.

My work's been lab-based.

View up.

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That's what a real life Auxilisun containment facility

looks like.

You don't see that in a lab.

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This your first flight schedule too?

There's nothing in here about a pickup.

(computer chiming)

We've lost communication to Gibson Desert North.

Once I get them back up, I'll contact Auxilisun HQ

for a pickup and request that they don't send you.

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(Computer Voice) System activated.

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Decontaminate.

Begin decontamination.

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Abby Dixon reporting.

I-H-E-B.

0-5-1-1.

Entry 0-0-1.

Upon my entry into the facility,

no employer response.

The facility, itself, is in a state of disrepair.

Possibly deserted.

I will log my entries and upload them

as soon as I get the coms back online.

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Hello?

(gasping)

Who are you?

I'm a technical facility engineer from Auxilisun.

Mhmm.

What you doing here?

Your communications are down.

I'm here to get you back online.

Got some ID?

Can I see some ID?

I can't connect to Open Work.

Open Work's not worth shit down here.

Do you have a scanner?

There's a scanner, there,

on the table.

Yeah.

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Happy?

Mhmm.

My name's Dixon.

Abby Dixon.

How'd you get here?

I was just dropped of my a company Tri-copter.

Just you?

Yeah.

Just you?

Just me.

Mhmm.

I'll be here for long enough to get you back online.

Which one are you?

Zek or Robinson?

Robinson.

I'm Robinson.

Yeah.

You almost gave me a heart attack.

Making noises in the corridor.

They don't teach you how to knock at Auxilisun HQ?

Where's Dr. Zek?

Out.

What do you mean, out?

Where?

Does surveys.

In the desert.

I don't know.

It's not my job.

When will he be back?

He didn't say.

Took a buggy.

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What is that?

That's nothing.

We got it under control.

What do you mean it's nothing?

It's obviously something.

It's not.

What are you talking about?

(computer chiming)

Right here it says, "Error code 86.

"2-7-B."

What does that mean?

What's the procedure?

(alarm alerting)

The procedure is you need to chill out.

Okay, this is not a joke.

This is a sophisticated facility

and I'm here to asses the communication breakdown

and this could potentially be a communication...

(power boosting)

I pulled that lever.

Do yo use me pull that lever?

It resets the system.

Makes all these red lights go green.

I told you I had it under control.

(giggling)

Will you at least show me to my room?

I wasn't expecting guests.

I'm sure you'll love your accommodations.

All right.

General...

Common area.

Kitchen, obviously.

Up those stairs

is the sun room.

Doesn't look like it gets much use.

No.

Not really the tanning type.

Right, that's not the point.

The sun room's were designed...

To provide a certain amount of UV

to keep your mind in the right.

My mental health is fine, thank you.

This sick bay?

Yeah. We have our own doctor as well.

It's kinda fun.

So this...

Yeah, that's you.

Guests quarters.

Not much, but you know.

Maid comes at 10 AM for a fluff and fold.

Merry Christmas.

(sighing)

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Robinson?

(bats chirping)

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Robinson?

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Robinson?

(guitar strumming)

Oh.

Hello.

Wow.

I didn't realize this was gonna be a formal occasion,

I woulda shaved my face.

In case I need to reach you in the facility.

You don't need that.

Never too far away.

So, this is what you came here to see, huh?

(guitar strumming)

(computer beeping)

What's wrong with it?

I very much enjoyed our conversation.

I was feeling a little lonely before you turned up,

but you are just a breath of fresh air.

I'm not here to talk.

I'm here to fix your facility.

Yes.

(guitar strumming)

What's that?

Universal com unit.

The nerve center for our whole communication array.

How do you not know this?

It's a dinosaur,

like everything else around here.

(guitar strumming)

Gibson Desert North is not a dinosaur.

It's the prototype that our entire company

is hinged on.

And our proudest achievement.

Ah, well,

that's just a little bit sad.

(machinery rumbling)

(guitar strumming)

So?

Sorry.

Can you fix it?

There's no power.

I have batteries.

I'm gonna have to run a diagnostic scan

on the entire facility to see where...

the breakdown in the system is.

Diagnostic scan, huh?

Yeah.

Would you mind showing me to the machine room?

Sure.

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Now?

Don't touch the guitar, please.

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What facility do you work at?

I don't work at any one particular facility.

I'm based at HQ.

Oh.

So you don't know anything about SDP then?

Sensory Deprivation Psychosis.

I came up with that.

What is it?

You know, you spend too much time on your own

in a place like this,

no windows,

you go a little psycho, you know?

That's why we give psychological profiles

to all of our employees before they get the job.

Yeah.

It's not that simple.

When did you say Dr.Zek was going to be back?

I didn't.

You have to know something about his schedule.

No.

He works in a completely different part of the compound,

behind a locked door.

He's the one with a PHD, remember?

All I do is stay out of his way and take out the trash.

And he just goes out every now and again?

I'm not the boss, he is.

I'm not his mom.

That's not what I'm suggesting.

We're almost here.

It's through here to his lab?

Yeah, it's down the end of this corridor.

Get a chance to see

Dr. Zek's crazy scientific experiments up close.

I've read his reports.

There's nothing in Dr. Zek's work

that is outside of company parameters.

Oh yeah?

Why does he do it all behind a locked door?

He never lets me in.

You're obviously creating some kind of fantasy.

Is this this isolation psychosis you're talking about?

No.

Maybe.

Take a look at his lab.

It'll bore you to death.

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Just don't touch anything.

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Oh.

Wow!

That is something.

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Is this where they keep all the shit?

The shit?

Nuclear shit.

No.

The waste is kept in deep burial,

behind those doors.

You think this place is impressive,

deep burial is ten times this size.

What's this thing?

The cooling system.

Mega fan built to last 200 thousand years.

But that's nothing compared to this.

This is the real secret to Auxilisun's success.

The Tri-Fission Engine.

It takes the energy from the radioactive decay

in deep burial and powers the fans.

I should have access.

This fan breaks down, guess who has to fix it.

That's impossible.

(fan whooshing)

If both fans stopped,

then this place would fill up with gas so fast

it would be like a stick of nuclear dynamite.

Never in the history of Auxilisun

has even one fan broken down.

It's a brilliant design.

How come the only access to it

is through this doggy door?

Robots are the only thing

that can fix the Tri-Fission Engine.

Even in a Hazmat suit, there's so much radiation

you'd be dead in 48 hours.

You should know that.

Where's the other fan?

Down in deep burial.

The part of the facility

that needs golden ticket access to enter.

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Just looking.

You need level 14 access

to get down to deep burial sites.

Oh.

What are you?

Level 18 or something?

When they zap ours with the scanners,

we just get the basic package.

You know,

office,

bedroom,

shitters.

Did you fix the coms?

No.

All the fusses and the cabling are all attached.

The problem must be somewhere between here and there.

You wanna show me deep burial?

No.

No one goes down into deep burial.

Dr. Zek.

He goes into deep burial.

You're mistaken.

I hear him down there all the time.

Every time he opens that door,

it rumbles the whole facility.

You're wrong.

You think I'm making this up?

No, I think you're confused.

Dr. Zek doesn't even have fingertip access to deep burial.

Sure about that?

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(thudding)

Robinson?

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Jesus.

Robinson!

Robinson!

(groaning)

What?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I just fell.

What happened?

A long day, you know?

Need some sleep, maybe.

Do you generally pass out when you're tired?

Well, I rarely pass out.

Just had a moment of...

What are you doing?

When was the last time you requested a medical exam?

I don't need a medical exam.

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Abby Dixon.

Entry 0-0-2.

I arrived this morning to find Dr. Darius Zek,

the chief scientific executive, absent

surveying the surrounding area.

But that is unconfirmed.

The facility's caretaker, Robinson Scott,

was uncooperative.

The coms are still down,

but my preliminary tests as to why where inconclusive.

I've never seen an Auxilisun facility like this.

It's neglected

and Robinson Scott...

I don't know who hired him, but...

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(gasping)

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(water trickling)

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(screaming)

Sorry.

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Morning.

Dodgy lock in there.

Sorry about that.

Can you fix it?

Well,

there's not point, is there really?

Not going to make the same mistake twice.

Just not used to having guests.

You carry that thing everywhere, huh?

I heard you talking on it last night.

The walls are quite thin.

I gather information.

Report back to Auxilisun.

It's my job.

It's protocol.

Is Dr. Zek back?

No.

Is it normal for him to be gone overnight like that?

Sure.

Macchiato.

Oh, no.

Not for me.

That is the world's greatest macchiato.

Gotta try it.

It's hot.

Sugar?

No.

I'm okay.

Leave that there.

Make me one.

I wanna do a medical diagnostic test on you.

- Medical? - ABBY: Last night.

No.

That thing last night is fine.

No.

You could have serious health problems.

Here.

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That's very sweet,

but I am fine.

Now I'm fine.

When I was younger, I had a thing.

My kidneys.

Gone now.

Fine.

Was it from drinking?

Cancers, mainly.

Some drinking.

I have a sister,

Margo.

She's your age.

She solid me out.

Took care of me.

Got me better.

Got me off it.

Everyone else left me behind.

She saw me right.

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

It's gone.

Don't drink the water.

It's not good.

It's excellent.

You're crazy. You don't want yours?

It's all yours.

Two cups of coffee for me.

Watch out.

Cheers.

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I was cleaning out this old guy's place, right?

This is something that we used to do,

you know, when they got kicked out of their places

and, you know, something I could kinda do

when I was a little high and stuff.

Easy kinda job to do.

Cleaning out this guy's place,

throwing out his clothes and furniture

and things that he's obviously not gonna need.

I see, at one point,

he's got a bunch of CDs.

I'm thinking, "Whoa, that's cool."

A bunch of what?

He has a bunch of CDs.

Compound discs.

Ah, compact discs.

You know, the little music.

The little silver disc things?

Oh.

Yeah, old turn-of-the-century music.

He's got some stuff I kinda recognize,

like Oasis.

Remember?

Shed Seven.

East 17.

So I'm thinking, okay, while I'm cleaning this house out,

I'm gonna play some music.

So I'm looking through his music.

I'm gonna pick that, I'm gonna pick that.

And this bag falls out.

So I'm thinking,

Oh, well he's kinda hiding that bag

in this little zip bag.

So what's inside here?

I don't really know that much

about turn-of-the-century music.

I do know a little bit about retro, kinda,

drugs and stuff.

So I look inside and there's this

crystal, this rock, you know?

Like, hello, yes!

Know what that is.

Crack cocaine.

So I run around the house,

make sure kinda safe doing it,

I need a lighter and a little bit of aluminum foil

and a little glass pipe type thing.

Get that all goin.

I know how to do it.

Put it all in, break off a little bit of crack,

put it in the pipe thing.

Kinda fire it up, wait.

Nothing.

Now you're talking about maybe two, three minutes or so.

You should be off.

You should be away, doing it.

Nothing.

I think, well, maybe it's weak crack or something.

So, break off a little bit more.

Put it in the thing.

Get the lighter.

Kinda fire it up.

Nothing!

I have been smoking the whole piece of crack.

That's a lot of crack.

That is a lot of crack.

Nothing.

Like 20, 25 minutes in,

I get pounded by this headache.

Just like my head gets filled with cement.

Kinda feel a little sick.

The next thing I know,

I pass out on someone else's floor.

It's not even my house.

I'm out like this.

The next thing I know, the owner of the house,

this old geezer,

the guy whose house we're clearing out,

wakes me up.

I get roused and I look around

and try to save face a little bit,

but he sees.

He totally sees what I'm doing.

He can see all the stuff.

You know what he says?

"My grandma brought that back in 1991.

"You just smoked a piece of the Berlin Wall."

(laughing)

It all goes to the head, did you know?

Oh man.

Like smoking history or something.

(sighing)

Went to the hospital.

Was in the hospital for two days, actually.

On my own.

Then ended up my sister came.

Kinda gave me a little bit of a talking to.

"Clean up your life. You need to make some changes"

kinda thing.

It's actually what brought me here.

She and I agreed to come out here.

What about you?

Me?

You know, family,

people you talk to, friends?

No.

No family.

No family?

You an orphan?

Raised by Auxilisun?

No.

I have a dad.

Technically.

I don't talk to him.

What is this?

Just trying to make a friend.

Holidays are all around.

Your birthday.

Do you go for lunch on your own?

Place solitaire?

Just nap all day?

I have friends.

- You do? - ABBY: Yeah.

I'm skeptical.

Name them.

Name your friends.

Tesla and Jobs.

What types of names are those?

Come on.

They're my dogs.

They're your dogs' names?

Come on.

What have you little...

(barking)

little yappy, tiny little things

fit in a little bag of sugar?

This is not adding up.

The Becquerel levels are higher than they should be.

I think your calibrations are off.

Or maybe somebody's been in deep burial.

What?

No single person,

no one,

not even someone like Dr. Zek

could create a spike like this.

This has got to be your gear.

It's not calibrated.

I'll leave you to it.

You'll work it out.

(ominous music)

(beeping)

(foreboding music)

Dr. Zek is still missing.

I'm worried about his safety.

There's a problem.

According to this data, the red zone is expanding,

which I know is not possible.

Must be just a misreading with the gear.

Robinson is not as skilled as I would expect.

(sighing)

I will recalibrate the meters myself.

(fire fizzling)

(thudding)

(fizzling)

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(buzzing)

(foreboding music)

(beeping)

ROBINSON: What you looking at?

Jesus!

Sorry.

I was gonna go on the roof.

I thought I saw a man in the desert.

(beeping)

May I?

(beeping)

I don't see anything.

What if it's Zek?

What if he's out there

and he's hurt

and he needs our help?

I don't think Zek's coming back.

He's been gone four days.

No, you said he left yesterday.

I didn't say that.

What are you not telling me?

He kinda lost it.

Sensory deprivation psychosis.

Big time.

I don't know if it was the isolation

or the tests he was running.

Maybe he was exposed to radiation in deep burial.

You know,

gone a little.

Then that last night before...

You know, I'm gonna go hit some balls on the roof.

No, no, listen.

The power lines were intentionally severed.

He cut them?

Tell me what happened.

You know, most of the time,

just ignored him.

I stay in the control room, he does what he wants.

Fine.

And then, before he left,

he just screaming.

Screaming down that corridor.

He was getting louder and louder at me.

"You did it! You did it!

"You broke! You damaged it!

"You broke the fan."

Pointing at me.

Accusing me and shouting.

He's a scary guy.

Then I ran.

I ran and I hid

and I heard the doors go, up top.

He took the buggy.

I don't know how he could survive out there.

I'm telling you, I saw something.

Yeah, well, you know.

That can be

this place.

(ominous music)

It's the walls.

Ground.

The air.

It gets in you.

How you been sleeping?

Been dreaming?

Have you been dreaming?

(eerie music)

You can spend as much time as you want in that sun room,

but it gets inside your mind.

I'm gonna go play golf.

(sighing)

(clanking)

(machinery buzzing)

(thudding)

(chiming)

(ominous music)

(gasping)

Robinson?

(ominous music)

(door rumbling)

(alarm alerting)

(intense music)

(electrical fizzling)

(intense music)

(clicking)

(beeping)

Robinson!

(foreboding music)

Robinson, it's Zek!

Can you hear me?

Open the door!

ROBINSON: I'm not sure I should override the system.

We're both gonna die

if you don't open this door right now!

(somber music)

(thudding)

(door rumbling)

We don't know his state of radiation exposure.

We don't have time to discuss this.

Help me move him.

Go inside, I got it.

I'd just assume sleep down here, honestly.

Go inside.

Go! Go!

What the hell was that?

I'm just following contamination policy.

It's Dr. Zek.

You don't know it's Dr. Zek.

You don't.

Who else could it be?

We're om the red zone.

300 kilometers from the nearest town.

Well?

Yeah,

it's Dr. Zek.

How is he?

His pulse is even.

Is it?

He's pretty exposed out there.

What's that?

Exo morphine.

(groaning)

It should help combat

the systems of radiation poisoning.

Didn't get very far, did he?

I don't know.

Maybe he came back.

What happened to you?

(door thudding)

What is that?

Precaution.

He's dangerous, isn't he?

He's in a coma.

Well, you wake up from a coma.

Okay.

You need some help?

Why don't you go back to the control room?

That's good.

You know, he's back.

That's the important thing.

(door thudding)

(sighing)

(ominous music)

(fizzling)

(birds chirping)

(ominous music)

(gasping)

(birds chirping)

(yelling)

You were screaming.

I was concerned.

It was just a nightmare.

About your dad?

You said his name.

It's this place.

I'm fine.

Could've fooled me.

My dad euthanized my grandmother when I was seven.

(alarm honking)

(intense music)

(foreboding music)

Fan's not working.

Look!

No, that's impossible.

Just reset the consult.

All of your readings have been off.

I'm sure that's it.

(power buzzing)

That helped, but look.

It's not moving.

Okay.

I'm gonna check it out.

You just stay here.

Okay.

(ominous music)

(chiming)

(door rumbling)

(foreboding music)

(sizzling)

(ominous music)

What happened?

Did you go back in there?

Huh? What?

The fan!

I can't.

I don't have access.

Remember?

What are you accusing me of?

I'm sorry.

It's not possible unless somebody

sabotaged the engine room.

It can't happen.

I need to get the coms back up.

Get back in touch with HQ.

This is beyond me now.

Okay, how serious is it?

Do we need to evacuate?

No.

As long as the other fan is up,

it'll take days before the gasses build up

to a dangerous level.

Zek?

(ominous music)

We are experiencing unprecedented shut down

of the machine fan.

Requesting immediate emergency facility repair team.

Reason for the shutdown is unknown.

A fan is down.

How does that make sense?

With Auxilisun systems,

a fan can not be down unless

someone sabotaged it.

Signing off.

(guitar plucking)

I don't like him being here.

He's handcuffed.

You don't know him like I do.

Why don't you let me watch him for awhile?

I got it.

You gotta job to do.

It's under control.

You can't just stand here all night watching him.

I got this.

He wakes up,

he moves,

call me.

(guitar strumming)

(sighing)

(electrical buzzing)

(foreboding music)

(intense music)

(metal clinking)

What?

It's okay.

It's okay.

What is this place?

Where am I?

Your Auxilisun Gibson Desert North.

- Gibson Desert North? - ABBY: Robinson, he's awake.

Robinson?

Robinson?

Oh.

Okay.

Okay?

Thank God.

What?

Why am I?

I'm Abby Dixon.

I'm the facilities engineer from Auxilisun.

I was flown in.

What happened to me?

Just relax

and we'll get you up to speed.

Dr. Sail told me to say hello.

Dr. Jeffery Sail?

Three years in his class

and then I was his intern.

He got me my first job interview at Auxilisun.

He told me to tell you hi.

Oh.

We haven't talked since I came here.

Jeffery and I got our Masters together.

I was in his wedding party.

He's got some very nice things to say about you.

He made them up then.

Well, he says that you are the

most brilliant nuclear containment scientist

that he's ever had the pleasure to meet.

(door chiming)

(thudding)

Here.

Hello.

Thank you, Robinson.

You're welcome.

How do you feel?

What's this for?

Do you not remember the night that you left?

I can't recall.

You went a little crazy.

You had a nervous breakdown.

So that is the unfortunate reason

why you're in handcuffs.

For our safety, but primarily for your safety.

Thank you.

I'm not feeling well, I'm gonna lie down.

ROBINSON: Yeah, right, relax.

Do you have a personal hygiene kit?

I just think

make Dr. Zek feel a lot better to not have

a week's worth of desert filth all over him.

You want me to go get?

I'll be fine.

Two minutes.

(eerie music)

Dr Zek?

Is there something you're not telling me?

Come here.

I have to know that I can trust you.

Of course you can trust me.

Dr. Jeffery Sails' son, tell me about him right now.

He's in his 20's.

He just got married.

I haven't actually met him in person.

Tell me the truth about Jeffery Sails' son, now.

He's not Dr. Sails' real son.

His wife was pregnant when he met her,

but I'm not supposed to tell anyone that.

Nobody knows that.

I know. I know.

I said people worth trusting.

(sighing)

Okay.

That man isn't Robinson Scott.

What?

Dr. Zek, you acted like you knew him.

What did I do?

I'm handcuffed here.

The only reason why he's not killing me

is because you think he's Robinson Scott.

Okay, look, the other night I was in my lab, alone.

I was working.

Suddenly there was a breach.

And Robinson, the real Robinson Scott,

he went up to check it out.

He was obviously overpowered by this guy

and then, this man, he found me.

I left Robinson.

So if this isn't Robinson Scott,

then how did this person get here?

We're in the middle of the red zone.

I have no idea.

He must have been dropped in.

I mean, I'm not sure. I don't know.

Do you know anything about what he wants?

We need to get out of here.

We don't have much time.

So when's your next scheduled pickup?

I told them that I'd contact them.

Shit.

Are the coms still down?

Yes, but the antenna on your buggy.

I can hot wire it using a universal com hop to get a signal.

Good.

You send out a code seven distress call,

but you can't let him know you sent it.

As long as he believes that you don't know the truth,

we'll be okay.

We will.

Why wouldn't he just kill us?

He hasn't tried to kill you yet?

He needs you for something.

I'm setting up my two-way,

tuned into my frequencies.

While I'm gone, if he comes back,

I'll hear everything that happens.

Good, thanks.

Abby.

Yeah?

We can do this.

(foreboding music)

(beeping)

(baby crying)

(somber music)

(beeping)

(computer chiming)

(ominous music)

ZEK: Abby, he's here.

He's coming.

(foreboding music)

Okay, here we go.

Where?

Where.

(intense music)

(chiming)

We have a problem.

Robinson is not Robinson.

Somebody broke into the facility.

That's why Zek attempted to escape.

We need help immediately.

Can you lie back?

Just lie your head back.

That must feel nice.

Get some of the desert grime off of you.

(beeping)

(ominous music)

(buzzing)

If you just put your hand down.

(buzzing)

Gotta keep you handcuffed for your own safety, Dr. Zek.

I know.

These razors are incredibly sharp.

Try and think that you're in one of those old movies

in a barber shop.

(intense music)

Where is Abby?

She went to my office,

my lab, to get my tablet.

Just gonna.

Yeah, that looks like it's gonna work just fine.

Okay, I'm actually gonna have to just lean you back

a little further.

Just can't quite reach those.

Oh no.

No, you don't have to do my neck.

ROBINSON: Relax.

(buzzing)

Just relax.

Robinson?

Just finishing up here.

Much better.

Done.

You do look much better.

Here.

You forgot my tablet.

Your lab was such a mess, I couldn't find it.

You'll have to give me better directions.

Oh, yeah, of course.

Dr. Zek, you've had quite a day.

- I know.

Think you could maybe use a little rest?

No, no, no, no.

Put him down, Robinson.

Okay, just keep an eye on him.

He's extremely nervous.

Well done for knocking him out like that.

I just thought,

we would both sleep a little easier,

knowing that he was drugged to sleep.

Yeah.

He doesn't seem to remember anything.

You believe him?

Does he seem dangerous to you?

Well,

things aren't always what they seem.

(ominous music)

(beeping)

(chiming)

(snoring)

(ominous music)

(shushing)

What's happening?

I had to inject you to wake you up.

Where's the guy?

He's sleeping.

We gotta get out of here.

Look away.

Did you send the signal?

Not yet.

That's where we're headed.

We have to get out of here.

It's gonna take about 40 minutes for them to get here.

We're just gonna wait outside.

Okay, let's go.

Okay.

Too late.

What are you doing, Abby?

You're not Robinson Scott.

What?

What're you talking about?

Dr. Zek...

Stay still!

- Dr. Zek told me. - ZEK: Abby. Abby.

The doctor?

You trust the good doctor, is that how it works?

You tell the truth.

Tell her the truth right now!

What's he talking about?

The ravings of a madman.

You tell her about Gibson Desert North!

About Auxilisun crowned jewel, now!

Tell her!

I have no idea what you're talking about.

And you're willing to bet our lives on that, are you?

(buzzing)

Yeah.

(slicing)

(groaning)

(buzzing)

(slicing)

(groaning)

Let me see! Let me see!

Am I bleeding?

Looks like the laser cauterized the wound.

Come here.

(groaning)

To the bed, here.

What did he say about me?

Don't touch it.

He told me you were some kind of terrorist

that broke in here and killed the real Robinson.

You believed him?

Dr. Zek is a respected member of the scientific community.

What was a I supposed to think?

Dr. Zek is a lunatic.

How am I gonna get across the red zone?

I am I gonna get across the size of that desert

and not have radiation poisoning by the time I got here?

He destroyed the door mechanism.

(beeping)

(thudding)

We're locked in here.

He's gonna escape without us.

No, no, no, no.

He's not escaping.

He's going to deep burial.

(ominous music)

Bastard.

What did you mean

when you said that

this whole place was a lie?

It hurts.

What did you mean?

This place

is supposed to be a secure nuclear storage facility.

He's turned it into a bomb.

Thanks.

Abby, I don't know what we do now.

How do I get to him?

He's in deep burial.

I have access.

You do?

Yeah.

That's great.

Hang on.

Okay.

I'm gonna rewire the door.

This mechanism works from this side.

(tools clinking)

You can do that?

(chiming)

(intense music)

We need to find him.

I can trace his location on my tablet.

No time for that!

No time!

(beeping)

(foreboding music)

(gasping)

(eerie music)

Fuck.

(buzzing)

(intense music)

(thudding)

(laser humming)

Drop the club!

Okay! Okay!

Who are you?

Okay, okay.

(thudding)

(groaning)

(gagging)

You're the one with radiation sickness.

You walked across the red zone.

Shut up!

Who are you? Please!

Shut up!

- Who are you?! - ROBINSON: Shut up!

(buzzing)

No one's gonna stop me from doing

what I came here to do!

(slicing)

(yelling)

(ominous music)

(rumbling)

(alarm honking)

(Abby groaning)

(buzzing)

Where did he go?

Gibson Desert North

has been decaying at an unpredictable rate for years

and you knew it!

You know as well as I do

that the Auxilisun systems fail safe there was no way...

What about Barrow Creek?

All of the closest inhabitable cities

are supposed to be well within the green zone.

Unless Barrow Creek, the entire town, got up and moved,

the red zone is expanding.

Yes.

When were you gonna tell Auxilisun?

Most of them already know.

What?

Dr. Sail and I know the truth.

The truth?

Yeah.

The truth that you're killing people?

The truth is that the energy that we give the world

is more important than some piece of shit small town

in the middle of nowhere.

That man's family.

How many have lived?

Do you know how many hospitals, cities, homes

use our energy?

There are 230 assholes in Barrow Creek

Shut up!

(gun clicking)

(groaning)

Shut up, okay?

You can find your own way out.

(intense music)

Abby.

(alarm honking)

(foreboding music)

(baby laughing)

(coughing)

So you were the one that was ruining the fans?

You walked across the red zone by yourself?

How long have you been dying?

Not sure.

We all got sick at the same time.

I just lasted longer

than Margot

and Sammy.

This won't bring them back.

I know what it's like to lose your family.

(rumbling)

Then you know why I have to do this.

No.

You're just gonna kill more people.

I can't let you do that.

Stop!

Stay back!

Stop!

No, stay back Abby!

Stop.

Auxilisun,

they took everything from me.

If you destroy this place,

you're no better than they are.

Than you are.

(fizzling)

The world needs a tragedy

to see what's been happening here.

(gun buzzing)

I'll kill you before I let that happen.

No you won't.

If we can get out of here,

I have all the information on my A data.

You and I, we can blow the whistle.

We can let everybody know what's happening.

No, they'll shut you down, Abby.

This thing's bigger than you!

The whole world, Abby.

They're being lied to.

Is this what Margot and Sammy would've wanted?

Not sure.

I don't know.

Maybe I'll get a chance to ask them.

No!

(booming)

(rumbling)

(intense music)

(fizzling)

(booming)

(rumbling)

(dramatic music)

This is CTE Abby Dixon to Auxilisun Tri-copter.

Do you read me?

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(intense music)

(rumbling)

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(whooshing)

(dramatic music)

(rumbling)

(booming)

(dramatic music)

(heart beating)

(thundering)

(booming)

(whooshing)

(intense techno music)

(clicking)

(ominous music)

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