Annihilation Page #2

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what he was doing.

I could actually help him.

A religious event.

An extraterrestrial event.

A higher dimension.

We have many theories,

few facts.

It started around three years ago.

Blackwater National Park reported

that a lighthouse was surrounded

by something they termed "a shimmer."

One of the wardens went in to investigate.

Never returned.

The event was classified.

Since then, we've approached by land,

by sea,

sent in drones, animals,

and teams of people.

But nothing comes back.

And the boundary's getting bigger.

It's expanding.

So far, it's eating

into barely populated swampland,

which, you know, we evacuated

under the pretext of a chemical spill,

but... that won't last much longer.

In a few months, the area will have grown

to where we are right now.

And then we're talking cities...

states... and so on.

You said nothing comes back.

But something has.

Yes.

He's dying.

Yes.

We need to come to an agreement

about what to do with you.

You're not going to let me go home?

Is that what you want

No.

I want to be with him.

You're not talking to me.

Sorry.

Zoned out.

Thinking about the next mission?

No.

I was just looking at the moon.

It's always so weird seeing it like that

in the daylight.

Like God made a mistake.

-Left the hall lights on.

God doesn't make mistakes. That's...

somewhat key

to the whole "being a god" thing.

Pretty sure he does.

You know he's listening right now,

don't you?

You take a cell,

circumvent the Hayflick limit,

you can prevent senescence.

I was about to make the exact same point.

It means the cell doesn't grow old,

it becomes immortal.

Keeps dividing, doesn't die.

They say aging is a natural process,

but it's actually a fault in our genes.

I get really turned on

when you patronize me. It's really hot.

Without it,

I could keep looking like this forever.

Oh, okay.

-Well, that could constitute a mistake.

You didn't tell me

where you're heading this time.

I know there's something strange

about this mission.

Why?

The silence around it

is louder than usual.

Kind of angling for a clue here.

So...?

We'll be under the same hemisphere.

What does that tell me?

It tells you that if you step outside

and you look up...

we'll be looking at the same stars.

-Holy f***ing sh*t.

You think that's what I do

while you're away?

-You think I'm out in the garden,

pining, looking up at the sky?

Shut up. All right.

-Oh, to think my beloved Kane...

-Okay. Uh-huh.

-...is looking at the selfsame moon.

Stop it.

Oh,

my distant celestial friend...

No. No.

...please care for my brave soldier.

Jesus. You know what?

You are disrespectful,

seriously, not only to your former

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