The Dark Within

Candidate 142, please take a seat.

Please standby.

Marcus.

Everything okay?

Latitude.

37 degrees.

14, 62, North.

Longitude.

115 degrees.

48.95, West.

Please proceed.

Present your findings to the window on the right.

Subject 142 shows enormous potential.

Finally, a breakthrough.

Congratulations, candidates.

You are successful in reaching level six.

Warning, facility lockdown

in T-minus three minutes.

Advance remote viewing experiment

ready to commence.

Let me out!

Please!

Open the door!

Please!

What have you done to us?

Please!

Open the door!

Open the door!

Please!

Now, open your eyes, Marcus.

How do you feel?

Tired.

Frustrated.

Angry.

I'm going to ask you a series of questions.

- It's very... - Will you turn that off?

It's giving me a headache.

It's very important that you answer them honestly and

with as much clarity as possible.

When did your parents go missing?

August 8th, 1991.

And what happened to them?

I don't know.

What do you think happened to them?

I don't.

We've been through this a hundred times.

It is my job to keep asking you these questions.

And as condition of your parole,

it is your job to answer them.

You have to work with me here, Marcus.

What do you think happened to them?

I used to think they ran away and left me.

And now?

My best guess is they're dead.

And how does that make you feel?

Sad.

Sad in what way?

Sad because I'll never know what really happened to them.

Or what really happened to me.

Are your eyes bothering you again?

I'm gonna write you up something for that.

What about Sara, any contact?

I'm not allowed.

That hasn't stopped you in the past.

No.

None.

Let's talk about what happened that day.

I told you, I don't remember.

Please try.

I woke up from a bad dream.

I had a thumping headache.

I went downstairs to get some aspirin.

I heard something.

What did you hear?

Voices.

What did they say?

I can't remember.

When I came to, the police were there

and the whole room was destroyed.

How is she?

You know I'm not allowed to discuss

my other patients with you.

But she still is your patient?

She's doing fine.

Let's talk about these headaches.

Are you still having them?

They're less frequent,

but I can't seem to focus on anything.

There's always going to be side effects.

The important thing is that we're moving

forward in the right direction.

You made a lot of progress in six months, Marcus.

How much longer do I have to take them?

For the moment, we're gonna take it one step at a time.

and if you keep progressing it will

be sooner rather than later.

Okay, I think that's enough for today.

I'm gonna write you up something for your eyes.

And Marcus,

you'll get through this, I promise.

I just wanna talk.

Yeah, well I don't.

Please.

I don't have anyone else.

You shouldn't be here.

I'm sorry, Sara.

I'd never do anything to hurt you.

Yeah, well you did.

You did hurt me, Marcus!

I know.

You have every right to hate me.

I don't hate you.

I'm scared of you.

You should leave.

I'm getting help.

I'm seeing a therapist.

It seems to be working.

And you were right.

I should have done that a long time ago.

Okay, well, I'm glad to hear that.

I really am.

I'm glad you're getting help.

But that doesn't change the fact that you came here.

You can't just come to my house, Marcus.

I have a restraining order against you.

Do you understand what a restraining order is?

Do you understand what that means?

You don't care if you go to jail?

I miss you.

That's not fair.

Are you happy?

You should leave before James gets home.

Marcus?

Marcus?

Marcus?

Sorry.

I lost you again, didn't I?

So what do you think?

About what?

The next step in your recovery.

This belongs to you.

It's the key to your parent's cabin.

How did you get this?

I contacted your trust,

told them you were going up there for a couple days,

and they had a courier send it over to my office.

We leave first thing in the morning.

Tomorrow?

Do you need more time?

No, no, no, no, it's fine.

It's just a surprise.

I need you to pack some clothes.

I want you to stay for a few days.

I think this is gonna be good for you, Marcus.

Who knows?

Maybe it will jog some of those memories

you've got locked up so tight.

You alright?

Looks different from how I remember.

It's been a long time.

You've got my number.

If you need anything, give me a call.

Other than that, see you in a couple days.

Jillian?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Good luck.

Hey, you've reached Sara.

Leave a message and I'll get back to you soon as possible.

The serum intended to enhance the subject's

psychic abilities has resulted in terrifying side effects.

I can't be certain but it would appear the experiment

has attracted some kind of.

Right now I have more questions than answers.

One certainty I have is that I.

Some of his drawings suggest that these

things have already made contact with him.

I don't know if this is a glimpse...

What did I say about playing

with Dad's recording, you little monkey?

If I let you go to work with Daddy, you promise to be good?

Of course, he's going.

He's my little helper.

You hear that, Marcus?

Your Dad wants you to help him.

Marcus, give me the recording.

Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday, dear Marcus.

Happy birthday to you.

Quick, blow out the candles, son.

Marcus?

Down the hatch.

Down the hatch.

Fuck!

Oh.

Subject 142 has displayed remote viewing

abilities far beyond anything I've ever seen before.

Progress so far has been slow, too slow

for my superiors as they are now

insisting I introduce the newly-created serum.