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- Yes, that's me.

We have a problem.

You might have the solution.

Is that right?

I just made some coffee. Come in!

- Sir Wilfred...

- Call me Thomas.

Right... Thomas, this is Ian Finch.

I know who you are.

You don't have to tell me.

I don't know you,

but you're not from around here.

The coffee doesn't quite

taste the same, does it?

The newspaper doesn't feel the same.

But you can't put your finger on it.

Where is that bloody mirror?!

Oh, well. I'll show you.

To you this may sound familiar,

but we have a guest. Take a look.

Do you ever work out?

What do you want?

We'd like to ask you some questions

about your latest invention.

Police, open up!

Aren't you going to invite us in?

I'm sure you can do what you want

to do without seeing my kitchen.

Is that wine in his cup?

This is trespassing!

You're under surveillance

by National Security.

You and your teleportation invention

has killed a billion people.

That's not true. I didn't do that.

I swear on my mother's grave.

Sit down! We need to talk.

I still don't understand

what this is.

Why is my house old, dusty

and turned into a fortress?

- Where's my brother?

- You don't belong here.

You're in the wrong place.

Just like me and him.

That is why

you can't see your reflection.

The world is trying to tell you

that you're in the wrong place.

I never thought it would happen

to anyone but me.

One and a half years ago teleportation

was invented. I had long worked on it.

One and a half years ago, to the

general public, the world changed.

This morning

30,000 people were missing.

Two minutes ago one billion had

vanished. We don't know where they are.

We don't know if they are still alive.

They are gone.

And you think

it has something to do with me?

1.5 years ago the percentage

of missing people rose by 2%.

This year there is a 15% increase.

Your invention might be involved.

Get out of my house! This is bullshit!

Do you think I'm a terrorist?

We are not the regular mall police.

- We need your help.

- Then you'd better bring them...

You made me spill my wine!

...coffee!

So, somewhere in this world,

but not in this world, -

- my five year old brother is trying to

kill himself, and I can't do anything?

I'm afraid so.

And there is no way back?

How did you get back?

Some time ago I came across

some powerful people.

With their help I managed to create

a gateway between the two worlds.

It just happened. Just like you,

I couldn't see anything different.

I could see things were different,

but couldn't put my finger on it.

I was telling myself it was the same,

but then I met myself.

You met yourself?

Yes, and that's why we need your help.

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