Cube Zero

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I hate this place.

Water?

Water.

Water.

Water!

Now that is sick.

- Are you watching this?

- No, Thanks. I don't look any more.

We've seen a lot of...

Oh, dear God!

You know you shouldn't

be looking at the files.

- It's not against the rules.

- But it's not encouraged.

- Come on man, we've all...

- It's not encouraged.

Okay.

Okay, screw this.

- Pawn to King 2.

- Knight to Queen's Bishop 6.

- Check.

- What?

I didn't even see that.

I was just wondering...

When is Chickliss coming back?

Some time this week.

Probably all suntanned, the prick.

Let's see...

King to King's Bishop 8.

Rook takes Queen. Check.

Dammit.

Damn!

- Sorry.

- Shut up I don't need your sympathy.

- Where is Owen?

- You're trying to psych me out or what?

I can't hear myself think.

Owen...

Owen is probably out sick again.

That would be my best guess.

You sure?

Yes.

Yes!

Despite your rather transparent tactics,

Brainman, prepare to die.

Bishop to Queen's Knight 7.

Checkski!

Queen takes Bishop. I believe

that's Checkski-Mateski.

What? No way.

Ah come on, how did you...?

You freak of nature!

You know the other night I heard some noise.

- Noise?

- Yeah.

In Owen's room, like a...

like a scuffle.

- Really?

- Yeah.

- You don't think that...?

- You dreamt it.

- No, look...

- You dreamt it.

You're always complaining

about your nightmares.

They come for you at night.

What?

- They come for you at night.

- Who does?

They do.

- Drop it.

- They do.

Enough!

What are you suicidal?

Good. They didn't forget

lunch this time.

Goat cheese salad with ginseng,

liver fricase

and mango sorbet. Eeewh.

Must be you.

Hey!

Wha..?

Oh! Sorry.

Bless us our Lord for these thy gifts

which we're about to receive,

from thy bounty through you, Lord.

Amen.

Amen.

Down the hatch.

"Please record REM-sleeper

in room 17 24 09".

Let's go.

Okay.

Zooming out of 06, 12, 21.

And zooming in to 17, 24, 9.

Here we go.

Hot-patching gear works

and flipping to

REM reader mode.

Locating subject.

Subject located.

Zooming in.

Wow...

Keep your tongue in your mouth, Brainman.

We're on the clock.

Are we locked?

Sorry. Locked on.

Thank you.

Arm extension, Go.

Calibrating...

- Steady.

- I got it, I got it.

Light her up.

Interscan is locked.

Commencing REM read.

Mommy!

Mommy Help!

Anna!

No! No!

Anna!

Okay.

Now let's cycle back.

And there you have it.

If you do this long enough,

you can do it in your sleep.

In your sleep...

Recording dreams in your sleep.

That's funny.

When's the last time you

remember being outside?

Last night.

I had a dream of being at the beach.

No, I mean really outside,

not a dream.

I... I don't remember.

I've been busy lately.

Overloaded, actually.

Picking up slack.

For you, I might add.

I don't remember either.

- Isn't that weird?

- You're weird.

Shut up and let me concentrate.

Dammit!

- You know, I was just thinking...

- Stop thinking.

- What's gotten into you?

- What's gotten into me?

- You know who these are?

- They're Chickliss' kids.

- Arthur and Sunshine.

- Orphans. They're orphans.

You told me

Chickliss was on vacation.

I have to go to the can.

Try not to drool on the controls.

It screws up the calibration.

Bastards.

Where is she?

What have you done with her?

Where is...?

What have you done to me?

Why can't I remember?

Why can't I remember my

daughter's name?

Let me go!

- Get off me!

- Okay. Okay. Sorry.

It's okay.

She's one of us.

Touch me again, soldier,

and you'll be eating your eyeballs.

Why soldier?

What do you know about me?

Tattoo, on you forehead.

You're on the squad, right killer?

You show up by night

and people disappear.

- Why did you do that?

- Because you're scum.

Look miss, you have a certain

disadvantage here.

None of us remembers how we got here,

or pretty much anything else.

Including who we are,

so whatever you think you know about me,

I don't even know myself.

I don't trust her. She knows something.

Thank God somebody does.

Have you seen any children?

A little girl?

No.

My God. I hope they

don't put kids in here.

- That would be horrible.

- What if they drop children in here?

I gotta keep moving.

Wait! you gotta be

careful climbing around here.

- Why?

- There are traps.

Traps?

How do you know?

Because of this.

That's good bandage.

Are you a doctor?

- I don't know.

- I did it.

I may be freakin' Mother Teresa for all I know,

But I don't remember.

You remember something.

Before all of this.

Not much.

Being chased through the woods,

by guys like you.

The tattoo set me off.

When I first woke up,

I don't think I would have known my own name

if it wasn't stitched on my shirt.

I don't even know if

this is my name.

I feel like we've been here for hours

and I still can't remember anything!

Give her a moment...

Fine. A moment.

We gotta get moving while

we still have our strength.

You guys have a plan?

We keep moving in the same

direction until we find the edge.

This place has got to end eventually.

What about the traps?

We test the rooms.

We have a system.

It's safe!

I'm going in!

Help!

Hjlp!

What kind of animals

would do this?!

Does she look familiar to you?

I keep thinking I've seen her before...

- I wonder what she's in for.

- You're making a mistake.

Huh?

What the first rule

I taught you about this job?

- Neatness counts?

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