Everywhen Page #3

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We each stored our knowledge on a chip,

a second brain, really.

If anything went wrong, we'd take

each other's experience and continue.

Within this is all my knowledge

and experience from the last 20 years.

- I can't...

- You'll need this to break in.

- This is nothing to do with you.

- Listen, Ian.

I've lived a good life. I've made

a gateway to an alternate universe.

Now you go live yours.

Let it go.

I see every step you take, Ian.

Excuse me, sir! Are you new here?

I haven't seen you before.

Ian! There is someone on your tail.

Excuse me.

I'm just trying to help you.

Do something!

Don't! Don't!

If he sets off the alarm,

we're all blown.

I need some hands here!

Police! On the ground!

What were you thinking!

If this blows, it's all on you.

Here.

Sh*t!

Wait!

Three, two, one, go!

- It's locked.

- How are we going to use these chips?

I don't know.

We need Mr Wilfred!

Fire at will!

That's an order, goddamn it!

Come on, get up!

The door isn't locked. Come on.

Do you have any idea

how to use these things?

- No, but Thomas does.

- He just died.

Thomas just died!

- We don't know how to get back.

- Great!

Let's just improvise.

Now, Ian!

Are you ready?

- You've lost it?

- I swear I had it a few seconds ago.

Yeah...

Great.

- I found it.

- If anything happens: 8 o'clock?

- Break a leg?

- I think we will.

Did we make it'?

Ian Finch, 18 years old,

no siblings, just moved.

Your family adopted a young boy

one and a half years ago.

Nothing unusual.

Today you were reported missing

after not showing up at Wilco's.

A bit too hasty maybe, but some

people are a bit too protective.

Where exactly were you?

I don't think you realize

the seriousness of this matter.

Are you aware that you are the only

one of three billion who has returned?

Are you accusing me of mass murder?

At this point, yes, I'm afraid so.

We have reason to believe

that you are working with this man.

His brother is the boy

your family adopted.

The man killed this boy's twin a week

before the other went to an orphanage.

Why would I co-operate with him if

he's killed my stepbrother's brother?

Cameras picked him up walking

out of the station one hour ago.

Then we found you

in the exactly the same shape.

Excuse me, Mr Finch...

You know...

These handcuffs are really comfortable.

Are they your wife's?

You are in

a pretty bad situation here.

It pleases me to say

that so are you.

Calm down, Riddley.

- Ian, about teleportation...

- You don't know yet?

What the hell am I doing here then?

You don't know that everyone went

missing when using your teleporters?

Don't tell me you don't know?

Were you aware

that 3 billion people were missing?

- No.

- Then how do you explain...

Do I have your attention?

Do you see that guy over there?

Is that muscles, or is he just fat?

- Let him go Finch.

- Are you in love with him?

You're acting like a child!

There's no way out of here!

Drop him. She wants you alive,

but you know I'll take the shot.

You're a lucky man.

- On time.

- Should be.

- The interrogator mentioned you.

- What about?

Something inappropriate at the moment.

Please, Ian.

These people are real.

You should become an actor!

You've just played along

all this time.

I'm not up for any games.

Another riot. They have probably

realized how many people are gone.

My brother, the boy Wilfred died for,

the one we're risking our lives for...

- it was all your fault, wasn't it'?

- Are you taking about the murder?

Can you even remember

seeing your brother in the mirror?

Open fire!

Somehow, your brother from

the world we were just in, -

- the alternate reality, managed

to end up in this world. Our world.

I panicked! There were two of them

and they were fighting.

There wasn't a single hair

that didn't look the same.

I killed one of them.

I didn't mean to...

Get your sh*t together!

I was the one respecting you.

Remember that?

Let's not change that.

We're home now.

Go!

- Why didn't you try to get back?

- Are you serious?

Do you think

I could survive this on my own?

Not bad. No, Ian!

I know you want to see him, but we

need to get through many teleporters.

Are you going in there?

Three billion!

They are using the teleporters!

Listen up! They are using

the teleporters in order to escape.

I want them here! Change their

location. Shoot them! I want them here!

Here?

- Halt! You're under arrest!

- Oh, really?

Where are they? I need their location!

Relocate the Plaza teleporter

right now.

Where did my gun go?

John, are you there?

Where are they?

Relocate every teleporter back here.

- Everyone?

- Yes!

They're changing

the teleporters locations!

Are they all relocated here?

What are you waiting for?

- She's real. She's...

- We don't have time for this.

But...

Come on!

It's over. I won't let you push me.

Is that what you said when you killed

yourself? She wanted your place.

You're not from here. You're that

other person Wilfred talked about.

You brought this guy to cover it up.

- What's he talking about.

- It's obvious!

The only person who seems to know

what is going on. You killed him...

Now I'm the threatening one,

so you bring the police force after me!

I have a five year old brother

at home. He killed the wrong version.

You know it is hard to live in a World

where you have nothing to relate to.

I know you do.

Now let me go.

Dylan...

Happy birthday, kiddo.

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