Lost Time Page #4

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Can I help you?

What are you doing here?

She's not here.

Mr. Coffey,

have you seen her?

Yeah, she was here earlier,

but she beat it early.

- I keep an eye on things.

- Yeah, of course you do.

This legal?

Jesus.

Yeah, I know.

She's not doing good, man.

You dropped something.

Yeah, this is

Detective Bill Lance.

Hey, Bill, it's Carter.

Hey, Carter, how you doing?

Yeah, all good, man.

Look, I need a favor.

I need a location.

You are supposed

to be in your room.

I'm s...

I'm sorry.

Do not worry.

Each has their own unique

reaction to it all.

I'm Mr. Elliot.

Dr. Reed has

asked for you.

This place been here a while?

Long time.

Easy to get lost.

You have no idea.

Thank you, Mr. Elliot.

Having visions

with your sister

again, Valerie?

Oh, what, now that

Blondie's here,

we can start?

Please, sit down.

You're all suffering

from a type of

post-traumatic stress.

You're part of a select group

that I call "lost timers."

Pretty cool name.

I can dig it.

Right, girl?

I'm not your girl.

Next time you touch me

will be your last.

Keep your hands

to yourself, Rico.

This is not a self-help group

or a 12-step program.

No touchy-feely here.

Now, you all have questions

that you'd like answered.

I can do that for you.

Now, the work here

will be difficult.

It will be direct

and sometimes

very painful,

but it will lead

to the answers you seek.

Oh, f***!

Mary.

Thank you, Mary.

As you can see,

you're all suffering

from different symptoms.

Gillian...

Well, Gillian,

she lives in the numina.

She operates on

a higher frequency

that causes her

to tap into vibrational energy

and hear voices.

And, of course, her nose bleeds.

Gale has synesthesia.

It's a type of M.S.

Her nerve endings

are hypersensitive.

Everyone has their

breaking point,

which we're all

here to avoid...

even you, Rico.

I will be helping

each one of you

with your symptoms.

Dr. Reed, it's time.

Well,

we've made some progress today.

Please get some rest,

and I'll see everyone

in the morning.

I'm looking forward to

working with all of you.

And remember, the door

is always open.

You can leave anytime you want.

But if you leave,

you can never come back again.

What the hell?

My sh*t's getting more

f***ed up by the day.

I need something.

You guys can circle-jerk.

I don't do this group thing.

Gale, what happened to you?

My partner...

We were on patrol.

Next thing you know,

he's already dead.

His chest was all cut up.

They branded him with symbols.

I was suspended,

pending an investigation.

Guess the LAPD

don't believe

in UFO's neither.

UFO's?

What do you think

I'm dressed like this for?

'Cause you're vice?

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