Dark

And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.

JUNE 21, 1921

The beginning... and the end.

I think it seems a strange idea

that maybe there's no difference.

Sic mundus creatus est.

And thus the world is created.

Sic

mundus

creatus est!

You've stopped believing the prophecy?

I believe in the irony of fate.

Adam says that all things must happen in the same manner they always have.

We have to bear the cross, no matter how hard it may seem.

In six days this will be paradise and hell on earth will end.

Sometimes I ask myself whether paradise and hell

are one and the same.

Adam was right.

You've lost your faith.

And is that why he sent you?

I've waited for this moment for ages.

Interesting that it should be you.

I hope eventually a day will come

where you won't believe everything Adam tells you.

You should...

ask why he took you in.

And why he chose to call you Noah.

JUNE 27, 2020 BEGINNING OF THE LAST CYCLE

You and I are perfect for each other.

Never believe anything else.

DO NOT OPEN BEFORE NOVEMBER 4, 10:13 P.M.

JUNE 2020

My name is Claudia Tiedemann.

I am one of the few survivors of the apocalypse on June 27, 2020.

Almost three months have passed since the catastrophe.

It's unclear what exactly caused the events in Winden.

But the God Particle...

If we can stabilize it, it might provide a way back.

Back to the past. Maybe we can save them.

All of them.

JUNE 21, 2020

SIX DAYS UNTIL THE APOCALYPSE

Morning, sleepyheads! It's the first week of the summer holiday.

The weather couldn't be nicer for a day at the beach.

In local news, more than half a year after the mysterious disappearance

of four teenagers, a senior citizen and a local police officer

from the town of Winden

there are no clues as to their whereabouts or what might have happened.

A federal police task force will now assist with the investigation.

How are you today?

Still having joint pain?

Nausea?

To be honest, your lab results are worrying me a bit.

I think we should admit you again.

No.

Of course not.

I'm staying at home.

Fine. We'll wait for the results of the last MRI.

We may have to stop the hormone treatment and switch back to chemo.

COME TO THE BRIDGE.

"He that has eyes to see

and ears to hear

may convince himself

that no mortal can keep a secret.

If his lips are silent,

he chatters with his fingertips.

Betrayal oozes out of him at every pore."

That was Freud,

and I'm Clausen, head of the task force for Winden.

As of today I'm in charge of the past year's unsolved missing cases.

This task force's aim is to reinvestigate the case from the beginning,

To assess all the circumstantial evidence

and make sense of the secrets that remain hidden,

undiscovered until we find them.

In the coming days some of you will receive subpoenas

to appear for another round of questions.

-Yes? -You keep saying "we."

-What do you mean by that? -Myself and Mrs. Doppler.

-Who is still assigned to these cases. -Six people have been missing for months!

And this is what they send us? This is what you call a task force?

One person? And the woman who hasn't found anyone.

- - She hasn't done anything.

Ten people

who see an elephant

from ten different angles

will give you ten different descriptions

of the size and shape of that elephant.

But a single person who looks at that same elephant

from all ten different perspectives instead

will be able to piece together all of his observations

and eventually arrive at the only reasonable conclusion.

My son is still gone.

The next time I need to find an elephant, though, I'll be in touch!

- That's right. -

Does your mother talk at home? About the investigation, I mean.

Not to us.

So we just sit and wait.

And nothing happens.

We've been clueless for eight months.

Sometimes I think it'd just be better if they were dead.

Hey, don't say that.

I better go.

-Where are you going? -Elisabeth's staying at her friend's.

I'll call you later, okay?

ALEKSANDER TIEDEMANN DIED JUNE 27, 2020

JUSTYNA JANKOWSKI DIED JUNE 27, 2020

TORBEN WÖLLER DIED JUNE 27, 2020

MICHAEL KAHNWALD BORN NOVEMBER, 5, 1975, DIED JUNE 21, 2019

MARTHA NIELSEN DIED JUNE 27, 2020

I tried calling you these last few days.

There's a lot going on.

I wanted to talk.

-I have for a while. -Don't worry about it.

I think it's better this way.

I guess...

that's it, then.

It's 'cause of him.

-Because of Jonas. -What?

What does that have to do with it?

We hardly ever see each other.

I don't...

You've really changed.

I...

I've been thinking that you're hiding something.

I...

-I have no idea what's going on with you. -What do you mean?

For fuck's sake, my mom is dying. That's what's going on. And...

-There are things I just can't tell you. -And why the hell not?

I just can't!

Okay? If you had any idea of the shit I've been dealing with.

-I mean... -The shit you've been dealing with?

In case you forgot, my father and brother are still missing.

My mother is crazy and doesn't give a shit about me.

And you're telling me about how much shit you've been dealing with?

It's better this way.

MESSAGE FROM UNKNOWN SENDER: THIS EVENING.

Energy creates community.

Nuclear power was, is, and always will be the only viable option.

Nothing is more reliable, cheaper or as safe.

The outside world, however, demands progress.

In seven days our plant will close for good.

This will be a life-altering adjustment for all of us.

I would like to thank you for your loyalty.

Without all of you the Winden plant as we know it

could never have existed.

And so, for the last six days, let us fill this place

with the spirit of our community, as we always have.

Everything is ready for transport on schedule.

And the decommissioning?

What is at ground level will be untouched and become part of the greenfield.

Any radiation will be traced back to the previous use of the pools.

Hello?

Who are you?

Why are you here?

How did you have a key?

It's my key.

What are you saying, your key?

I know this is all going to sound like it makes no sense.

But hear me out.

Do you remember the yellow bike?

The bike you and Dad gave me for my eighth birthday.

I drove it into a ditch on the very first day.