Infinity Chamber Page #3

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And I just want something

more comfortable, you know,

like you're at a friend's house

and nobody wants to leave.

Bobby?

You didn't charge

me for the coffee.

So the scanner didn't activate.

Yeah, that's another

one of my problems.

I, I give away free coffee and

I'm like, hey, it's coffee.

But I own a coffee

shop, so, Freddie?

Listen.

You really don't know

what's going on here?

This, all this.

This, this isn't what you,

this is ah,

this is, I don't... don't

know what this is, but...

Hmm, okay, ummm, okay.

Well, why you figure that out,

why don't you help me close,

put up some chairs?

Sure. Yeah.

Frank.

You got it.

Really!?

Huh.

What are you doing?

Could I get a coffee?

Frank, if you tamper with that

thing I could lose my license.

No, no... I just need

to see the read out.

Why?

Please. I need your help, Gabby.

Umm, okay, ah just,

ah just a, a coffee

or did you want something...

Frank:
Gabby, please!

Tr-147.

What does that mean?

It's an IDP number.

It thinks I'm someone else.

They think I'm someone else.

They think I'm someone else!

That doesn't make any sense.

I'm telling you...

That doesn't make any sense.

I'm telling you the read out was

someone else's IDP and that

read out is what brought them

there in the first place.

A bio-scan regulator

cannot make a mistake,

there is no room for error.

Listen, I know you may have a

hard time accepting the fact

that lithium source servers

might have a flaw, god forbid,

but I'm telling you what I saw.

That was not my ID number.

It thought I was someone else.

Once I was processed into this

system there was no going back.

It was a mistake,

the whole thing.

Yeah...

And there was a glitch,

there was a glitch in

the system that night.

At the check points,

at the train station.

I didn't think anything about

it but something went wrong.

Yeah, but...

Yeah, but what

Howard, spit it out.

You took this read out from the

scanner in the coffee shop?

Yeah.

From inside your own memory?

Yes.

Pulled from your subconscious?

What is your point?

Is it possible that you are

seeing what you want to see?

Howard, I can't control what

that thing makes me see.

I can't alter my own

subconscious any more than

I could fake a broken

bone in an X-ray.

Which flavor is this?

Tropical crap.

The only access I have

to administration

is through the Sr reports.

So for us to try to get

this information out...

No, no, no.

You're not going to try and talk

to your maintenance guys again,

to hell with that.

We need, we need to figure

out whose IDP it is.

And how do we do that?

Three-six-five-nine, something.

You don't remember the number?

But I know where I can find it.

Newscaster:
Demanding

the release of Fletcher may,

leader of the alliance, whose

mysterious disappearance

has sparked outrage

among IFO sympathizers.

Charges of illegal detainment

and military

strong-armed tactics

have only fueled the volatile

situation between the ISN...

Howard?

Howard!?

Howard!

I'm in here!

Hello!

Help!

Anybody out there!?

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

In here. In here!

Hey, hey!

Sh*t.

I take it you don't

work here either?

You a prisoner too?

No. I just got separated

from the tour group.

Ah, sh*t.

Frank:
Hey?

You know what happened?

Crashed the bastards.

What do you mean?

The alliance.

They pulled it off.

Crashed the network.

How do you know that?

You think they forgot to

pay the electric bill?

They've been looking

for a way in.

It was always

about power supply.

I told them the only

was is to cut the juice.

ISN is nothing without hardware.

What I would have given to watch

the drones drop from the sky

and see that whole god damn

machine come to a grinding halt.

Yeah.

Where does that leave us?

They'll find us.

How will they even

know where to look?

Someone will be coming.

I'm Fletcher may.

Fletcher may?

You one of my soldiers?

You with the alliance?

You're Fletcher may?

What do you say we get

the hell out of here.

Hey, where'd you get that pipe?

Fletcher:
From the shower.

The bathroom walls were

easier to break through.

Yeah, how'd you get

through the bathroom door?

Mine was open when

the power went out.

You know, I don't think it's

just the power going out.

What do you mean?

It felt like something bigger.

In the distance.

Did you hear those explosions?

Maybe transformers

blew or something.

I think it was

something more, man.

Meaning what?

I don't know.

If they really tried

to take down the ISN,

the whole thing's tied together.

The defense network,

the fail safes.

It's not just the local remotes,

they could have retaliated.

Retaliated.

Against who?

Against any one or any thing

trying to take it down.

Look, if it lost control

over the sentinels

it would have attacked itself.

There's enough fire power there

to wipe out

everything, Fletcher.

There could be no one out there.

We could be all alone in here...

It just didn't feel like

some one pulling the plug.

Come on you son of a b*tch.

Come on, oh yeah, here we go.

I got it. I'm through!

Oh, no...

What's wrong?

Nothing but more of the

same god damn concrete!

Fletcher, you still there?

Where else would I be?

Have they ever used

that thing on you?

The device?

They've been trying.

I was ready.

There's a way to beat it.

It taps into your

neuro-transmitters,

chemical impulses

that create memory.

It grabs hold of one signal,

one piece that constructs

that memory and follows

the path to that secret.

You don't need to

hide the secret,

just hide the path by

opening a different door.

What's your favorite

meal as a kid?

First thing that comes to mind.

My father made pancakes.

Think about that.

Think about him.

Think about the place.

The smells, every detail.

Can you see it?

Yeah.

Now, everything stays the same.

Same man, same smells,

same moments, but...

He's making waffles.

The memory stays the same but

the entry point is different.

They're in the right house but

they kicked down the wrong door.

Man, I could really go for some

god damn waffles right now.

Frank?

Frank!?

Frank!?

Hey man. We got to hold on.

I'm not going to make

it another night.

Well you're going

to have to. Okay?

We have to keep it together.

And wait, for what?

They're never going to find us.

I know that.

And if the power does

come back on, then what?

I can't go back to that.

I didn't know what

was real any more.

But I know this is real.

And I can choose my own path.

See ya, frank.

Hey, Fletcher.

Stop, hey...

Fletcher.

Fletcher!

Fletch...

Fletcher?

Fletcher!

Fletcher!

Aw, dammit.

Fletcher!

'Morning.

Howard, you back?

How are you feeling?

Feeling? Do you know

what happened in here?

You don't remember?

Remember, yeah I remember.

The whole place was shut down.

Look, there's a guy

in the next cell over.

You have to check.

What's your name?

What?

I'm your ISO.

Howard...

Life support operator.

You can call me Howard.

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