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Well, sort of.

The cell formations that were building

on his muscle tissue, they would...

detach once they reached a certain

size. I ran some blood tests earlier,

and the invader cells were

present in his blood stream.

And more than likely in his

spine, too.

Welles is turning into an

octopus...

More like, thousands of tiny

little ones.

What the f*** does that mean? It means

that he's really God damned sick.

Okay? I can't dumb it down for

you more than that.

Jesus.

Yeah.

It's not possible.

Really?

-Tell me more, professor.

-Guys!

Guys!

What are we gonna do?

Well, I've got him on

every antibiotic I have.

Hopefully, it can stop

the invader cells...

Otherwise...

We have to get a f***ing

aquarium.

What about McNaughton?

I found the same bacteria in

McNaughton's blood stream and his spine.

Which leads me to believe that

this bacteria, it spreads like

tertiary syphilis. Okay? It starts

in the spine; It moves to the bones,

the muscle tissue, the skin

and then eventually,

as in this case, the brain.

So, the bacteria drove him

insane?

Well, it's a bit of a stretch

to make that kind of diagnosis,

based on the fact that I've never

seen anything like this before.

I mean, he could have had a mental

breakdown due to isolation sickness, or

a schizophrenic episode brought

on by stress, or the bacteria.

I mean, he was exhibiting signs of

schizophrenia. Sudden temper, depression...

But I'd have to see his family's medical

history, and I can't access that from here.

All right, so what do we do?

We need to get Welles to a

hospital or he will die.

I can keep him pumped up with,

antibiotics.

But, hopefully he can fight off

the side effects.

Is it... Contagious?

Probably.

First thing tomorrow, I want

that structure re-buried,

I want the artifacts quarantined,

I want the whole site sterilized.

What?

You can't re-open this site

until you've quarantined,

tested, and surveyed all

the wildlife in the area.

That'll take years.

You're already responsible for the

death of one, maybe two crew members.

You started excavating before

the site was deemed safe,

and now you're dealing

with the consequences.

-To re-bury the site...

-We are dealing a

dangerous bacteria that

we know nothing about.

What I saw come out of Welles's

arm...

I won't have you, or anyone

else subjected to.

I'm not going to throw away

three years of work! Look, he's

right, okay? This is foreign to

anything I've ever seen before.

We don't know what it can do.

We shouldn't f*** with it.

This is f***ing bull sh*t.

Francis...

Come here...

Did you see it?

I saw you.

What else did you see?

Nothing.

There was nothing there.

They're talking about you.

Who?

The others.

Why?

They think you're going mad.

Am I?

They think you've got it.

Do I?

That's right...

Good.

Hey. You're up late.

First thing tomorrow, we're going

to quarantine these artifacts,

start a report so we can get the ball

rolling on re-opening this site.

Okay.

You okay?

Yeah.

I mean, I've seen some

sh*t before, but...

Nothing like that...

This thing goes sour, I'm the one that

has to explain it to his parents.

Kill him.

If a rescue doesn't come

in the next few days, I

think a few of us should

go hike up to the reserve.

-Do it.

-Sure.

Kill him.

Weather's going to break

in the next few days.

I think it might be smart to

take advantage of that

while we can.

Okay.

You need anything?

No.

You sure?

Yeah.

Alright.

Stop!

I... Just stop!

Why?

He was in pain.

I put him out of his pain.

He was in pain.

His face, I've never

seen anything like it.

-It was horrible.

-Just step back.

All the way to the wall.

Step back! Just

stay the f*** back.

What did you do?

What the f*** did you do?

He was in pain. He couldn't die.

He wanted me to kill him. I didn't

want to. But he wanted me to...

He made me do it. He made me do

it. So I cut his wrist,

but he didn't die, so I... I cut

his throat, but he kept screaming

so I thought if I take off his

head, and I kept hitting him...

-Step back! He didn't die, man!

-He didn't die!

-And I didn't know what to do!

-Stop!

I kept trying and I tried to

stop his heart

but it didn't stop. It didn't

stop! And it was horrible!

I didn't know, it was why...

It was so horrible.

It was...

It was... He made me

do it. I swear to God.

I swear to God, he made me...

He...

Jesus...

What the f*** is going on!?

I... I didn't... He...

I want to go home.

I would like to go home.

No, I told you, I want to go...

No, don't, no!

He made me do it.

Don't try anything, or

I'll f***ing shoot you.

Please.

I had no choice.

I'm going to be out in the room,

right here, so don't try anything!

We'll let you out when the

rescue comes.

No! Listen to me! I had no

choice!

Giles! He made me do it!

Giles!

Giles! Listen!

Giles!

You did a good thing.

Your blood pressure's good.

Liver checks out,

kidneys are fine... Thyroid,

it's all fine.

Hey Doc, come in.

Go ahead.

Yeah. Look, I'm down at the

supply shed, I just need a hand.

I gotta get a bunch of these boxes

inside. Can you, can you come down?

Copy.

I'll be right back.

Who's there?

Hello?

Olsen...

Olsen...

McNaughton?

Onchocerca

volvulus...

It lays it's maggots,

in human skin,

which survive in the eyeball.

Shut up!

It only lays

it's eggs in humans.

Why are you telling me this?

Five million people a year

to propagate it's species...

Shut up!

Such tiny,

insignificant creatures...

It was... Speaking to me... I...

I swear, it was speaking...

It was saying something about maggots,

and it wouldn't stop, and I...

I had to stop it. I...

I stopped it.

When was the last time you

slept?

I'm not sure...

You're hallucinating. No.

Maybe... I...

I don't know. It's... It's...

It seemed real.

I'm going to give you some sleeping

pills so you can get some rest.

Lack of sleep, it triggers

hallucinations.

It seemed so real. I'm going

to give you some Xanax, too.

I want you to take these and

get some sleep.

I'll take care of this...

It seemed real...

I brought you some soup.

We're gonna hike up, to the

reserve tomorrow, if...

What the hell happened to you?

Do you not see him?

There's not much of that left,

so you just make it last.

Please tell me you see him.

You see him, right?

I don't. I don't see anything.

What should I see?

He's here. Now.

Listening.

Watching. He's watching me,

Jensen.

I can't move without him

watching me. I can't move!

Just calm down!

-Okay? It's alright.

-I can't do it anymore. He wants me to...

He made me do it.

Okay, just tell me what you see.

He's behind you.

What's he doing?

Watching you.

Touching you.

Watching me.

He's angry with me. He's going

to do something. I don't...

Who is he? A deer.

He's a deer. It's...

I don't know!

Don't leave me.

This is all in your head.

I don't want it anymore.

I'm going to see if Doc

has something for you, okay?

No.

Jensen, please.

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