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outside the range of their tech.

You're like an outlier,

a black swan.

The catch-22, too little meds

your condition takes over,

too much, they do.

I haven't been taking them.

That's one for the win column.

Disconnect your wifi.

You watch procedurals?

Common motif, everything is

conjecture or hearsay

or straight-up paranoia, until

you get physical evidence.

- This is The Pinnacle?

- Uh huh.

One of those files has

all the lock codes.

The new tech has

revolutionized the world.

Everything's moving

at quantum speeds.

Politics, commerce, and

coordinated criminal activity.

You can walk into any coffee

shop in the civilized world

and you can see our virtual

consumption has us ripe

for a psychotronic takeover.

So it's not that much of a

stretch to think of competing

multinationals putting up

smart buildings

in Tokyo, London, Chicago.

There's a whole world of

wealthy, cybernated marionettes

just waiting for their

strings to get pulled.

It's happening,

and I think you can help me

prove it.

[beeping]

[banging]

Delivery.

- Hi.

- How did you get through the gate?

Just walked through, it was

open. 720, Nancy Hiemer?

I'm afraid we don't have

a resident by that name.

I'm sorry, you don't

have a unit 720?

- There is a 720.

- Does Nancy Hiemer live there?

I'm not at liberty to...

The point being, we don't have

- a Nancy Hiemer living here.

- You don't?

I'm gonna ask you to leave.

- This is The Pinnacle?

- Or I will call security.

Relax, I'm just trying

to deliver a package.

You should get that gate

checked. I walked right in.

[keyboard clicking]

[footsteps]

[keyboard clicking]

[closes panel]

[camera clicks]

[man] Well, it does look like

military grade hardware.

I forgot the brand name,

but I'll look into it.

I'll have a guy I know

check into this Henning

Dallquist character,

see what I can dig up.

You all right?

Yeah.

Russel?

[door bangs]

Hey. When did you get in?

So who's in 410?

[knocking]

[man] Excuse me.

That suite's vacant.

[elevator dings]

Like I said, it's empty.

[Lance] Our amenities include a

state-of-the-art fitness center,

outdoor pool, games room, 20

seat multimedia screening room.

[man] It's a new generation of

single mode fibre optic.

What's it used for?

It's not our smoking gun,

if that's what you're asking.

What about Henning Dallquist?

I gotta go, I'll call you back.

[woman humming

"Beautiful Dreamer"]

[phone rings]

[man]

I wanna meet somewhere else.

- [Lauren] Why?

- I'm being followed.

[footsteps]

[man] Henning Dallquist isn't

calling the shots.

[Lauren] Then who is?

I don't know.

What is this?

- You should get out, Lauren.

- What?

Get out. Run. Go.

- I can't.

- I understand how you feel.

I've been down this

road myself, you know.

I don't know you. I don't even

know your name.

I'm supposed to listen to you?

You could be one of them.

You found me. I didn't find you.

At the end of the day,

there's a part of you

that can't be touched.

You gotta listen to

that part of yourself.

- Who do you trust?

- Wait.

- Get out.

- Wait!

[door opens, closes]

Lauren. I need to ask you

to sit down.

What's going on?

Well, Russel thinks you

should be hospitalized again.

What?

This is about your son, Lauren.

This is memories and emotions

that have been festering

in some dark corner of your

subconscious for so long

that they've mutated into

something else altogether.

- Lauren.

- Stay away from me.

I miss him too, Lauren.

You just gotta let him go.

I don't know what to do anymore.

[door slams]

Lauren.

Lauren!

That's the catch-22.

Too little meds and your

condition takes over.

Too much...

[sobs]

In the morning.

I'll pack tonight and you can

take me back in the morning.

[pills rattle]

[water running]

[turns water off]

Sure I can't get you anything?

I'm fine.

All right, I'll just

be at the gym.

[scratching]

[distorted static]

[scratching]

[scratching]

[retching]

[breathing heavily]

[text message buzzes]

June 2nd, 9 a.m.

[text message buzzes]

Initiate.

[elevator music playing]

- [elevator clunks]

- [gasps]

[music stops]

Hello?

Hey, can anyone hear me in here?

[static, loud beeping]

[banging]

[static intensifies]

[elevator music resumes]

[elevator dings]

[high-pitched tone]

[distorted static,

tone continues]

- [tone continues throughout]

- [breathing hard]

[phone rings]

[footsteps]

[glass shatters]

[gasps, screams]

["Beautiful Dreamer" plays]

- Come here!

- No! No, no!

[heartbeat pounding]

[panting]

[bolts jangling]

[loud distorted static]

Kill her.

[baby cries]

Mommy?

[static continues throughout]

[multiple voices] - Obey. Obey.

- Kill, kill.

- Kill the child.

- Kill the child.

- Murder.

- Murder the child.

Kill. Murder. Obey.

- Obey. Obey.

- Kill. Murder.

Obey. Murder. Kill.

The child.

Murder the child.

Kill the child.

[banging, screen shatters]

[static stops]

[gasping]

Breathe.

I'll get you outta here.

You're gonna be all right.

Come on.

[Lauren] They're trying to get me

to kill Ali at the playground.

She's a three-year-old.

Then they'll prove that they

can get anyone to do anything.

My car's on the south

side of the street.

The safety's off.

I'm not leaving you.

That's a three-year-old girl

you're talking about, right?

[man] Lauren!

My name's Vernon, by the way.

Go.

[sing-song voice] Lauren!

[gunshots]

[Operator]

911, what's your emergency?

[Lauren]

He's in the stairwell.

I told you my name already.

I don't...

Listen. Listen! You're not

listening to me!

What?

Damn it.

[children playing]

You're Ephrina, right?

Ali's in danger.

Stay back.

Stop! This woman, she's crazy!

- Stop!

- Lauren, I'm here to help you.

Stop! Stay away from me.

Stay away.

Get in the car, sweetie.

Get down, get down so

no one can see you.

Lauren, I'm trying to help you.

- Stay back.

- You were right.

Everything you were trying

to say this whole time,

every word of it is true.

- No, I will shoot you Russel.

- It's a spy cam.

I was trying to prove

that it was all in your head,

so I hid it in the office,

Lauren.

I saw what they did to you.

I saw you strapped to that

chair, and the images

and the sounds they were trying

to pummel you with.

Lauren. Lauren. They almost

got to me, okay?

Now I'm here for you.

[gunshot]

Lauren!

[people screaming]

Stay away.

[distorted static]

[multiple voices]

- Mommy. Mommy.

- Kill. Murder. Kill.

- Kill the child.

Mommy.

- Kill the child. Ali.

- Kill. Murder the child.

- Ali, Ali.

- Kill the child.

[tires screeching,

truck horn blaring]

[tires screech]

[breathing hard]

Kill her!

[static]

Kill her!

[birds twittering]

[intermittent static]

We're safe now.

Wait right here for me.

[distorted static]

Are you frightened, honey?

I know this must seem really

scary and hard to understand.

But I promise,

it's almost over now.

Okay? Okay.

Can you lay down here for me?

[distorted static]

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