INT. THE CENTRE. SIM-LAB

Miss Parker enters Sydney’s area just as he and Broots watch another of Sydney’s twin experiments.

MISS PARKER

Don’t you ever get tired of that?

Broots turns around, but Sydney keeps his eyes on his subjects.

SYDNEY

There’s work to be done here, Parker.

MISS PARKER

Yes, there is.

(to Broots)

Might I ask... What are you doing here, sitting on your ass?

BROOTS

I... I...

MISS PARKER

Get back to work. I expect results when I come back.

SYDNEY

(turning)

You leaving again?

MISS PARKER

I’ll be back a.s.a.p. I just need to go check up on someone.

BROOTS

I-is everything all right?

MISS PARKER

I hope so.

SYDNEY

Parker... Broots told me what happened with you in Carthis.

MISS PARKER

You really can’t keep your mouth shut, Shaggy.

SYDNEY

Are you all right, Parker?

MISS PARKER

I’m fine, Syd. I’m only going to see a friend.

Sydney nods.

Miss parker turns and exits the sim-lab.

BROOTS

You think she’s fine?

SYDNEY

She needs her room now, Broots.

In the meantime, it wouldn’t hurt to have something good to surprise her when she returns.

BROOTS

So, now you’re taking her side.

SYDNEY

Mere survival skills, my friend.

As long as she has you to chew off, I’m safely off the hook.

INT. THE CENTRE. CORRIDOR

As Miss Parker walks toward the elevator, she flips open her cell phone and dials a number.

OPERATOR (V.O.)

The number you just dialled is no longer available. Please contac-

Miss Parker ends the call just as she reaches the elevator. She goes in and presses the button to ground level before dialling again on her cell phone.

This time the call is answered.

MISS PARKER

Sam, meet me at the lobby. We’re going on a trip.

Miss Parker ends the call and puts the cell phone back in her pocket.

The elevator doors open and she almost bumps into Lyle. She goes right past him and continues on her way.

Lyle smirks, turns around and follows her.

LYLE

Someone’s in a hurry.

MISS PARKER

Don’t you have something rotting on your fridge?

LYLE

Always the Miss Sympathy.

I heard you went to Carthis. Found anything interesting there?

MISS PARKER

Ask the new guy. He was there too.

Miss Parker walks faster. Lyle stays behind.

Lyle

I can’t. No one’s seen him since then.

Miss Parker doesn’t look back. She continues on her way out; her face a storm of mixed emotions – confusion and fear subsiding.

She reaches the lobby where Sam is waiting for her. Without a word, he simply joins here and together they leave the building.

INT. THE CENTRE. ANGELO’S QUARTERS

Angelo stares at the vent, shakes his head. He seems to be curious about something, but something’s holding him.

ANGELO

Too soon. Help Daughter and Friend when right. Not now.

Then, something changes. His curiosity wanes and turns into alarm. He stares at the vent again. This time he knows he has to go.

He gets up from his bed, goes to the grid, removes it and climbs in.

INT. THE CENTRE. AIR VENT

We follow Angelo across the air vents, until he reaches the nursery level. Hiding behind the grid, he watches the little Parker (no more than 2 years old) draw something with crayons. The whole environment is sterile white and offers no stimuli.

ON THE CHILD

The little Parker (no first name given) stops drawing and looks at the grid.

For a while his eyes lock with Angelo’s and they look as if changing information.

Then the child nods, as if understanding, and returns to his drawing.

ON ANGELO

Angelo

Soon.

He turns around and starts crawling away.

ON THE CHILD

We return briefly to little Parker and see a glimpse of what he’s drawing.

It’s the symbol for infinity, the number eight, drawn over and over again.

EXT. BEN MILLER’S BED AND BREAKFAST – TWILIGHT

Miss Parker’s car parks in front of Ben Miller’s place.

The lights in the house are on.

Miss Parker and Sam exit the car. She draws her weapon, anticipating the danger. Sam follows her example.

Slowly and carefully they make their way to the front porch.

Miss Parker knocks on the door.

No answer.

She tries to peek inside but the curtains are drawn.

She tries the knob. The door opens.

It doesn’t take more than a glance to see the pool of blood covering the floor. Miss Parker tries to avoid looking, but it’s too late.

The image of Ben Miller’s mutilated body is one thing she will never forget.

The world around her disappears once more. This time the Voices aren’t talking. They are screaming. Like they never did before.

One Voice, however, rises over the rest. Her mother’s.

CATHERINE (V.O.)

Images of the past... Family secret...

INT. THE CENTRE. MR. COX’S STUDIO

With a passion hardly understandable, Mr. Cox on a white lab coat, works on another of his taxidermy experiments. The small puppy has only one eye yet.

Cox is about to insert the other one when the phone on the wall rings.

He puts everything down and goes to answer it.

MR. COX

Cox here.

Yes, sir.

You want me to-?

Shouldn’t a sweeper-

No, no problem. I’ll take care of him him.

Yes, then I’ll handle the mother.

Mr. Cox puts the phone down.

MR. COX

I’ll finish you some other time, Fluffy.

He removes his lab coat, hangs it and leaves the room.