Yes. Well, isn't that unexpected? But she will.
It's what they hired her for. My FBI contacts
tell me she's quite formidable when it comes
to these things. Is the internal intelligence
file on our misbegotten trio complete? We're
going. Good. Get it to Silas and send him to
my office immediately. Sir? It appears you failed
to collect all our belongings when we left that
backwoods Pennsylvania town three years ago.
If you mean the scientist, I made sure... No,
I don't mean the scientist. Dr. Moreau, in what
I can only assume was an attempt at a posthumous
redemption for his sins, left behind some breadcrumbs
in that worthless cave. The intelligence monitors
can fill you in. I thought your dog and that
poor excuse for a town was supposed to take care
of this type of problem. He's fine for the small
things. But with the governor's involvement,
his influence is limited. He has a lot of eyes
on him. You want the break rooms retrieved? Yes,
and I want that area erased. It continues to
be a thorn in my side. It's more trouble than
I have the patience to tolerate any further.
Do we have figures on a purge event for the area?
I can check. If not, I can have them complete
it and send it up to you in 48 hours. Not a high
population area, so it should only take minimal
resources. Good. Retrieve what's useful to us,
burn the rest, and make sure you don't miss anything
this time. And do be certain that the Sheriff
and his little friends don't become bold like
our Dr. Moreau and try to leave any clues. Understood.
Should I bring your team, sir, or would you prefer
I make a solo mission? I think a solo affair
is best. Stealth is imperative in this situation,
given the extra attention it has been receiving.
Have our people over there found any signs of
the other missing people? Nothing other than
the two in quarantine already. The girl appears
okay physically so far, but she's extremely traumatized.
The other one is too far gone. Cat 4 mutation
could turn into a Cat 5. I see. Category 5 is
rare. Make sure he gets to special projects.
Can the girl be reconditioned? Most likely. They
started a template for it already. Have them
start. It might be what we need to get some of
the eyes off of this area. No sign of the governor's
cousin? No, but we think she's at a crossroads
based on our intelligence and getting a team
of our own people there is challenging. He ate.
Our last diplomatic envoy in front of the whole
village before they could even attempt to make
our proposal. We will eventually have to deal
with them. We need those minerals before the
next phase can start. But one problem at a time.
Check in with me when you arrive in Pennsylvania.
And Silas. Yes, sir? Take care of that sheriff
and his minion. But do try to recruit the doctor.
Such an astute mind would be an asset if molded
with the right conditions. Understood. Marcus,
I know this will sound crazy, but those stories
Grandpa used to tell us... about the monsters...
I think I was attacked by one today. No, I'm
not hurt. Not really. More banged up from the
grenade than anything. Don't worry about the
grenade. Why is everyone so concerned about the
grenade? Wait. Why don't you seem surprised?
And you didn't think that might be information
I needed to know, considering I work in the damn
forest, usually alone, almost every single day?
Call me a female like I'm a Ferengi one more
time, Marcus. I dare you. I don't care if it's
not tradition. I should have been told. It's
not 1950. What else are you assholes keeping
from me? Okay, fine. I'm going to need it by
tomorrow afternoon. And it better have everything
in there or you'll find out about the grenade
personally. I'm getting really sick of being
the last to know what's going on. Yeah, I'll
email a sketch in just a bit. Thanks, Marcus.
Bye. Yes? I've received some noise complaints
from other guests about yelling from this room.
They were concerned. Is everything alright? Oh,
yeah. Just a little post -hike bonding. Everything
is fine, body. I'm sure they just heard the TV.
Right. Glad to hear. Won't be good for business
if anything violent happened on the premises.
Please try to keep the TV volume down going forward.
Barty? Show up for Bartholomew. Ah. I can't tell
if he's actually trying to be that creepy, or
if it just comes naturally. Nah, body's alright.
He's a bit weird, but he means well. And the
guests love him. The inn has a solid five -star
rating on all the travel sites. Well, I guess
that's something. Alright, I'm heading back to
the station to review the recording logs, so
if anything else happens or you see anyone suspicious
around, contact me immediately. Tell Nikki the
same. There you are. You've been out here a while.
I just wanted to check on you. Did your call
go okay? It was a weird conversation. Just needed
some time to process. My cousin asked me to email
him a sketch of the thing from today so he can
do more research. Also said he's overnighting
something that could help. Are you okay? Yeah.
I mean, I just found out that half my family
has been lying to me for pretty much my entire
life solely because I'm a woman and a monster
tried to eat me all afternoon because of that.
But other than that, I'm great. I think I'm missing
a crucial piece of information here. Sorry, I'm
just exhausted and I need some time to digest
everything. I'll fill you in tomorrow morning.
How about... Breakfast's in the morning, and
you can fill me in. Then we can try to sort out
our next steps. Maybe somewhere not in this town.
That sounds perfect. There's a great diner off
Highway 30. I'll text the info to you. Now, let's
get this sketch done so I can go home and take
so many ibuprofen and collapse. Okay. I have
some paper and pencils in my room. But I'm kind
of hoping you can draw. Um, maybe he can interpret
from a detailed stick figure? No, I'm not hurt.
Just a bit sore. But listen, I may have walked
into something bigger than expected here. No,
I didn't piss off the bear mafia. Or the innkeeper's
cartel. Can you be serious, please? I want you
to be careful. If anyone suspicious comes around
the office, let me know and get out of there.
Yeah, same protocol. And store a secondary backup
off -site. Just a minute. Rosemary, I have to
go. Please be careful. I'll call when I know
more. Yes? It's me. Sorry, breakfast is going
to have to wait. Cole wants us at his office.
Says he's got something to show us. Okay. Just
let me get ready. Meet you outside in ten. Morning.
Come in and shut the door. What did you find?
Well, based on the file access history on the
local surveillance server, it looks like someone
with admin access did open the data files from
several devices in town, including the inn and
your room. Files are saved in three -hour chunks,
so there's no way to tell what they actually
listened to. You think we're going to have trouble,
don't you? Yeah, most likely. Knowing Nocturne,
I think they're already on the way. May even
have someone here already. We need to... Hey,
boss. Oh, sorry. I didn't realize you had company.
Yes, Brian? Remember that call about the squirrel
that keeps stealing Miss Leary's mail? Well,
she wants to file a police report. Tell her she
can't file a police report on a rodent. Okay.
But what should we do? I don't know. Tell her
to buy a locked mailbox and call animal control.
Not our jurisdiction. Oh. Right. Smart. I will
call and tell her that. Oh, got a guy on the
non -emergency line claiming his well water turned
into Pepsi. Not like Pepsi. Actual Pepsi. Should
I call the EPA? Jesus Christ. How does he know
it's Pepsi? You know what? I don't want to know.
Just... Tell him not to drink it and call a plumber.
Got it. Makes sense. One more. Miss Kimpler called
again. Says her scarecrow winked at her. Ryan,
it doesn't have eyes. I know. That's what makes
it so suspicious. Get out. On it. I gotta go
feed Fred anyway. Anyway, back to the task at
hand. If you want to get into that cave, we need
to go today. Maybe we can get in there and out
of this town before they show up. We? Are you
leaving? Well, given their sudden refusal to
take my calls, I believe my use as an asset has
run its course. Which isn't great for my fondness
of breathing. How soon can we go? I have some
paperwork I need to finish up, and then we need
to make a quick stop. You two go have your breakfast.
Meet me at this address in an hour. And here,
I made you a gallon of this. Hopefully it'll
put enough in your system to keep one of those
things away. What's this? Just trust me. You're
gonna love it. What the hell is this place? A
doomsday bunker? This is the joint armory for
the county sheriff's department and the local
national guard unit. You mean... Military weapons?
And ordnance? Yep. Right in here. Here you go.
Oh my god. It's the most beautiful thing I've
ever seen. Was... Was she crying? Oh, I think
so. Hey, no, no, no, no. Not more grenades. What
about C4? No, you can't have the C4 either. Wait,
you know what? Maybe just a little C4. Just in
case something comes up. Oh, something always
comes up. I regret this already. Try not to blow
yourself up. I'll grab the other gear. Hello?
Rosemary? Are you okay? Where are you calling
from? This isn't your number. Okay. Okay. Are
you somewhere safe now? I'm so sorry. I'll be
back in the city by the day after next. Will
you be okay until then? I can make a few calls.
I know you can take care of yourself. But I'm
still gonna worry. It makes me feel better. There's
cash in my safe deposit box if you need it. I'll
call you on this number as soon as I'm back.
Please be careful. Hey, what's wrong? I think
some goon from Whitewell went to my office. Tried
to scare my assistant. We need to hurry. I need
to get back to DC as soon as possible. Is she
okay? She's fine. She's a former intelligence
officer, so she knew to dump her phone for a
burner and get out of Dodge pretty quick. And
I called earlier and warned her we might have
trouble, so she was already preparing. Do we
have everything we need? Yep. Even picked you
out this lovely body armor. Great. That'll work
wonders as long as nothing aims for my head.
Or any extremities. Well. I guess it's time to
go. Well, here we are. You absolutely sure we
have to go in? We have to try and figure out
what's going on in there. Unless you have a better
idea, down we go. Hey, don't worry. If we're
lucky, we can try out one of these beauties.
You have a very strange definition of lucky.
Do we have any idea how far it is to the bottom?
It's only been mapped about 1 .5 miles down,
but after that, there's nothing consistent. Probably
intentionally. Wonderful. Well, here goes nothing,
I guess. I think we're getting close. Do you
guys hear that? Yeah, what is that? I don't know.
I see a light coming from just around the bend
up there. That shouldn't be possible. I have
a bad feeling about this. Weapons ready. What
the fuck is that thing? I don't know. Never seen
anything like it. I'm guessing this is what they
were trying to hide. It's like some kind of energy
buildup. Or maybe static electricity? Anyone
see a rock or anything? Ah, here. Let's see what
happens. No, don't! Uh, well that's unsettling.
Whoa. What? Where did - it go? You're the scientist.
You tell us. Maybe it's some kind of portal?
Or a rift? I don't even know where to start.
We probably shouldn't get too close to it. Whatever
it is. Look at this room. All this equipment,
and Whitewell just left it. Monitors, lab stations.
Cages. Maybe they also left something here to
explain. Wait. Did you guys see... Never mind.
What? It's nothing. I just thought I saw something.
It must have been a trick of the light. Guys.
Over here. Of course there's a body. Why wouldn't
there be a body? It's got a Whitewell ID badge
in the pocket. Let's see. Dr. Alan Moreau. Well,
I guess that's why he never came back for his
backpack. Do you think one of those things got
him? No. I'm pretty sure his death had more to
do with this bullet hole in his skull. Well,
that is terrifying. I think we should leave.
Uh, please tell me that was a normal sound for
the weird glowy riff thing to make. I don't think
so. No. Fuck. Not another one. Told you that
you should have let me bring more grenades. Not
the time, Nikki. Don't think there's enough of
the repellent in my system. Get behind us! Nikki,
don't shoot unless it charges. It could bring
the whole cave down. What the hell? Nope, not
hell. But you may be wishing for that soon enough.
Silas? Hello, Cole. Seems like you've gotten
yourself into quite a mess. Again. And somehow
I don't think this is going to work out any better
for those friends of yours either. How dare you!
Cole, let's try to remain calm. I'm sure we can
work this out amicably. Yes, Cole. Don't make
the same mistake as Moreau there. He also came
down here believing he could stop us if he learned
the truth. Instead, it ended him. I'm pretty
sure that was the bullet. Your handiwork, I presume?
Ah, the doctor speaks. I heard you were the smart
one. Moreau died because he didn't understand
the power of the mission Wildwood was trying
to accomplish. And now it seems y 'all have made
the same mistake. So what'll it be? A bullet?
Or should I tie you up for when this thing wakes
up? You can't just kill us down here. People
know where we are. They'll be looking for us.
Oh, I wasn't clear. Those two can choose between
a bullet and a monster. But you, Dagger? I have
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the mystery of what is really going on in this
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Harbinger, Matty Gerard as Ranger Nikki Breslin,
N .J. Unwin as Sheriff Cole Mason, Aurelium G
as Silas Raines, and Bartholomew V. Introducing
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