Believers Page #6

Mr. Vaughn...

...the truth is at hand.

Accept it, or you will suffer along

with the rest of humanity.

Please.

Your insular perception of reality

is your worst enemy right now.

The formula transcends this reality...

...transcends all time and space.

It has shown us

the impending fate of mankind.

And the way out...

...for the few who choose to see it.

Where's Vic, you son of a b*tch?

Victor is a believer.

No.

Dave?

- It's me, Vic.

- Vic?

What'd they do to you, man?

I've seen it.

No.

What the Teacher says is real.

Don't f***ing fall for it, Vic.

- It's bullshit.

- Mr. Vaughn.

Mr. Vaughn, you have to understand.

We are not the ones living the lie...

...you are.

Vic?

It's me, man.

I'll be right here, Dave.

You don't have to be afraid.

It only hurts for a little while.

I'll wait for you.

No, Vic.

Don't say that, man.

Come on, man, it's me.

Vic.

What the f*** did you do to him?

Let me show you the way, David.

- The way to your own salvation.

- F***.

Embrace the formula, David...

...and you embrace life everlasting.

Go to hell.

Numbers don't lie, Mr. Vaughn...

...people do.

See that he's put to sleep.

You'll have to take this now.

You'll need to swallow.

May you find peace.

This is 1-8-2. I found the ambulance.

It's on the side of the road off the 410

about a mile south of the Gas 'n' Go.

No sign of the paramedics.

We'll need a tow truck here. Over.

Copy that, 1-8-2. Will advise.

What the...? Oh, Jesus.

Everyone please report

to the Level 3 chamber immediately.

I repeat, the Level 3 chamber

immediately.

Time to go, children.

We've not much time.

It's the moment

we've been waiting for.

Line up, everyone.

Single file. Yes.

Come, come.

Let's go, Libby.

You don't have to be scared.

Your mother will be waiting for you.

Very good.

Okay, children. Follow me.

Everything's going to be fine.

Help.

Anybody?!

Is anybody out there? Help!

This is it, my friends...

...the moment we've been working

so hard to realize.

Undeniable truth.

If you look above you...

...you will see our Quanta sign.

Our mission is to gather above...

...once we have

extricated ourselves...

...from our physical bodies.

Will it hurt?

No, Thomas.

It will be just like falling asleep.

Remember, my friends...

...you will feel compelled

to go into the white light.

You must resist.

This is the event horizon...

...which will lead

to your absolute deaths.

Stay above us here.

Gather at the sign.

Once we are unified...

...we will cross the threshold...

...for transference.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Let us pray.

Dear empirical God:

We are humbled by your intelligence...

...and live our lives

according to the sacred formula...

...you have given us.

We are forever your creations...

...that are but a miniscule fragment...

...of the multiple universes

you have designed.

We will become the uniting energy

we share with all things...

...thus becoming one with you.

Oh, sh*t.

What the...?

What is all this sh*t?

F***ing numbers, numbers.

Vic?

We will be together soon, my friends.

Oh, God.

Rebecca.

Rebecca!

Listen to me. Where's my partner?

Wake up. Wake up.

Where's my partner?

Where's Libby?

Hey! Look at me.

Where's my partner?

Where's Libby?

Come on.

Where are they?

Where are they?!

Please, Rebecca.

I'm begging you.

Look at me. Where are they?

Please.

They're downstairs.

Vic!

Vic!

Victor.

Where the f*** are you, man?

Vic?

Oh, God.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Okay, stay here.

Step away from the door,

Mr. Vaughn.

You're endangering us all.

Vic, come on, man.

- Vic, man. Come on.

- You're endangering us all.

It's me, man. Come on. Let's go.

- Step away from the door!

- Shut the f*** up, IO! Shut the f*** up!

Vic, come on, man.

Don't do this.

Vic. Vic. Motherfuckers.

Mother...

Vic.

Oh, Vic. No, man.

Vic!

David. David?

Oh, my God. I was so worried

about you. Are you all right?

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Baby, Vic...

...he's gone.

Oh, my God.

Put your seatbelt on.

A metro girl has a new lease on life...

... thanks to surgery

at the Hospital for Sick Children.

Tracy Hooper was given the liver

of a 9-year-old accident victim...

... in a four-hour operation.

Hooper is in critical but stable condition.

Normal after such an operation.

Her condition will be...

Hey. Breakfast is ready.

Okay, thanks.

Are you sure you're ready to do this?

I'm sure that if you asked

they'd let you have more time.

No, I can't.

It's been, like, a month. You know?

I'm sitting at home, my mind

is just racing. I can't do it anymore.

I gotta go back.

Well, I love you.

I love you too.

Oh, hey, Libby has a surprise

out there for you, so, you know...

...act surprised.

- Okay.

- Hi, Uncle Dave.

- Good morning, beautiful.

Wow, this is nice.

Who do we have here?

He's the cook, she's the waitress,

he's the butler...

...and she's a singer.

- A singer?

Wow, this must be a fancy restaurant.

Let me guess. You're the boss?

I'm the manager.

Oh, good. So the manager

can help me clean up the restaurant.

Aunt Deb said I could take my dolls

with me to see Mommy at the hospital.

She did?

L... l... I forgot to tell you.

It'll be okay.

What's going on out there?

Libby, don't run out in the street, hon.

- What the hell is that?

- Check this out.

What's going on out there?

- What is it?

- I don't know. Everyone's in the street.

- Never seen

anything like it before.

There's absolutely no

high-pressure activity around...

That's incredible.

Have you ever seen anything like this?

- It can't be.

- Uncle Dave.

It looks like fire.

Dave, I think we should go inside.

Dave.

It's impossible.

David.

David.

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