The Cloverfield Paradox Page #6

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-So what?

We deciphered your messages from the BND.

The BND?

We trusted you!

For two years, Schmidt.

-What are you talking about, Kiel?

-Two years!

You were ordered by German Intelligence

to keep the Shepard offline

until Russia was neutralized.

-I swear I never received such an order.

-I saw the order! I saw your response!

Have you lost your mind?

Maybe I am losing my mind.

But I will do everything I can

to keep us alive and get us home!

Until I say otherwise,

this is where you stay.

You're trusting her and not me!

You need me, Kiel!

Kiel!

City wide destruction

has been reported,

stretching from the downtown area

to the residential suburb.

Michael, are you safe?

No, I'm headed to the hospital.

It's gonna be a mess.

Listen, can you get this message to Ava.

Tell her I'll to be in triage

for the next 72 hours.

Michael, listen.

We're trying to get answershere, but...

it's gone.

The station.

We lost signal.

-What?

-I know.

We're scanning everywhere.

It's off comms, off radar...

Did it break apart?

Did the station fail?

We don't know.

Look, I promise I'll get back to you

as soon as I know anything.

I'm so sorry.

Just don't lose hope.

I believe it's still up there.

Somewhere.

Michael?

I'll call you back.

Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Help! Help!

Here! Help!

Sh*t!

What the--?

Help!

Whoa!

Ouch!

-Mundy.

-Get me out of here!

Kiel, help me!

Help me!

Hamilton, help me out.

It's pulling me further in!

Pull me out!

Oh, man.

Anyone ever seen anything

like that before?

Guys?

Where's my arm?

Where's my bloody arm?

-No pain?

-No.

Not physically.

It's like he was born this way.

Except I wasn't, was I?

He's in shock.

Can you stop talking like I'ma kid

and these are my parents?

Sorry.

I don't know the rules, now.

Do you think there's any chance...

it might grow back?

I don't know.

I don't know what to believe anymore.

This your way of apologizing?

Kiel?

Kiel?

I need the whole crew on M-Deck,

as fast as you can.

-Who let you out of the airlock?

-Just get here, now.

What is it?

What is that?

That's my f***ing arm.

Hold it quick!

Hold my arm, please!

Quickly, come on!

Hold it!

Be easy with it.

Are you controlling it?

-I'm not controlling it. It's over there!

-Are you sure?

Yes, I'm sure because I'm giving you

the finger right now.

How is that alive?

Logic doesn't apply to any of this.

One thing is clear.

The overload did it.

None of us believed it was real,

but this is the paradox.

Excuse me?

Particles interacting with each other

across two dimensions.

Okay, I'm gonna sit down.

Two distinct realities in a multiverse...

fighting to occupy the same space,

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