Dark Matter - Episode 5
by Elyse Endick
Slow down!
You’re driving way too fast.
I’ll slow down when we get there.
Get where, Jaz?
Why won’t you tell me where we’re going?
You’re starting to freak me out.
You just have to trust me.
You trust me, right Taz?
Jaz, you’re my twin sister. Of course I trust you.
It’s just lately…
You’ve been acting so…different.
It’s like…
Like what?
Like you have a secret you’re not telling me.
I thought we told each other everything.
We do, but—
JAZ, WATCH OUT!
Jaz slams on the breaks.
The car comes screeching to a halt at a red light…
Just before a large truck barrels across the intersection in front of them.
Jaz and Taz exhale at the same time.
Sorry. I got distracted.
You’re never distracted like this.
Taz looks around at the deserted highway.
What’s wrong, Jaz? Where are we?
Look…there’s something I need to tell you.
Jaz cranes her neck, looking around—
Almost like she’s making sure they’re not being followed.
Another truck flies through the intersection.
Just then, Jaz leans over to Taz…
And whispers something in her ear.
What? I couldn’t hear what you said.
You will.
The light turns green.
Jaz starts the car…
When, suddenly, another truck comes barreling toward them…
Through the red light on the other side…
And CRASHES into their car.
Taz screams as she watches the truck smash into the drivers’ side door, and then…
She jolts awake.
She looks around.
She’s not in the car anymore.
It’s pitch dark.
She’s alone.
And that’s when she realizes…
It was just a dream.
The same dream she’s been having every night for the past month.
And tonight…
Is the one-year anniversary of her sister Jaz’s death.
Taz sighs and rolls over, reaching for her phone…
But instead of her nightstand—
Taz only feels a cold, hard floor.
She isn’t in her bed.
Where am I?
Taz jumps to her feet.
She finds her phone in her pocket.
She turns on the flashlight, and gasps.
She’s definitely not in her dorm room.
She’s in some sort of…classroom.
With colored rugs, tiny tables, and crayon drawings on the walls.
Taz runs her fingers along the surface of one of the tables.
Dust.
She starts to panic.
She reaches for her phone to text her best friend Erik…
But then she stops herself.
They haven’t spoken in weeks.
Not since Taz started dating her new girlfriend, Cory.
She decides to text Cory instead.
Wake up, please.
What’s wrong? It’s the middle of the night.
I had the nightmare again.
The one about my sister. The night she died.
I’m so sorry babe.
Every time it’s the same…
She tries to tell me something, right before the crash, but I can’t hear what she’s saying.
I’m going to come over. Help you work through this.
No, that’s the thing…
I’m not home.
I think I was sleepwalking.
What?!
It happens to me sometimes…
When something weird is going on with Dark Matter…
My power — it sort of guides me places.
Taz, this is not okay. You could get seriously hurt.
Please, don’t be worried…
Um, you’re my girlfriend. It’s my job to be worried.
Where are you?!
I think I’m at some kind of school.
But it looks…abandoned.
Like no one’s been here for years.
Well, you couldn’t have gone too far…do you see any clues? An address?
Wait.
I found something on the wall…
Something strange.
??
It’s a drawing, with stick figures.
What’s strange about that?
At the bottom…
It’s signed “Tasneem and Jasline Singh”
WTF?
Cory, I recognize this drawing.
I’ve been here before.
Jaz and I went to this preschool, together.
What preschool? Do you remember the name?
I think it was called The Corvallis Institute…
I remember our parents sending us here because we were “gifted.”
Whatever that means.
Corvallis Institute…
That’s the old building on the outskirts of campus. It’s covered in vines…
I don’t understand. Why would you sleepwalk to a place you haven’t been to in…years?
A place no one has been to in years?
I don’t know…
I wonder if it’s connected…
Connected to what?
I…I didn’t want to burden you with this…
And I just…sort of wanted to be alone today.
It’s the anniversary.
The anniversary of what?
My sister’s death.
Taz…you could have told me. I would have understood.
I know what it’s like to lose someone you love…
I know you do…
I just want to go home. Pretend that none of this ever happened.
Pretend that Jaz is still here.
I know.
But whatever’s going on…you need to contact S.A.M.
Now.
Something’s happening. Something big.
You need to be prepared.
Taz sighs audibly.
You’re right.
Taz starts to dial S.A.M. at the lab…
But before she can, her phone rings.
S.A.M. is calling her.
How did you know I was just about to call you?
Mere coincidence. I am highly advanced, but certainly not psychic.
Your GPS indicates you are not in your dorm.
Are you…watching me?
Yes…but I assure you it is for good reason.
And what would that be?
You are in danger, Tasneem.
From who? Rex?
From yourself.
I don’t understand.
Tonight is the anniversary of an extremely traumatic event in your life, is it not?
Taz sighs again, and a tear runs down her cheek.
Yes, S.A.M., Jaz died a year ago today.
Indeed.
And, while I do not have personal experience in these matters, I believe you are feeling intense emotions right now, such as sadness, guilt, and anger?
I…umm, yeah. That’s about right.
Such emotions are natural.
Thanks, S.A.M. Thanks for understanding.
It is not a matter of understanding. I am trying to warn you.
Warn me about what?
You, Tasneem, are different from normal humans.
You have the Touch, powers beyond what anyone has ever seen…
And the pain you are feeling tonight is causing a dangerous surge.
A surge?
Yes. The trauma is enhancing your powers, which in turn, affects the Dark Matter around you.
You are drawing Dark Matter to you, in great amounts.
That must be why I was sleepwalking…
Correct.
But why did I end up here? At my old preschool?
It is likely you were drawn to a place associated with a memory.
A memory related to your trauma…and one you must revisit.
What do you mean?
I am in the process of uploading a new filter to your phone.
This filter will allow you to access old memories, based on your location.
I’m not sure I want to dig around in my memories…
You must try, Tasneem.
Your life depends on it.
What are you talking about? How am I in danger, S.A.M.?
This surge. If it continues…
It could overload.
Overload? Like a power surge?
Precisely.
And you could perish.
You mean, I could die? Because of my emotions?
It is slightly more complicated than that, but…yes.
Your mission is to control your powers.
And reduce the levels of Dark Matter you are attracting.
Before you self-destruct.
Wow, okay…
Good luck, Tasneem.
Wait S.A.M.!
Taz hears a click as the call disconnects.
And Snapchat opens on her phone…
But before she can see her new filter, she hears something.
A creak in the floor—
Just outside the classroom door.
Someone is there.
Taz slips her phone back into her pocket.
Her hands shaking, she tip-toes to the door…
She takes a deep breath, and reaches for the knob…
And just then, the door flies open.
Taz jumps back—
Taz?!
It’s Cory.
Carrying a flashlight and dressed in sweats. Tired, but still beautiful.
Taz runs into her arms.
Cory pulls Taz into an even deeper hug.
You scared the crap out of me.
Sorry, I just wanted to get here as fast as I could.
You didn’t have to come.
Yes, I did.
Come on, let’s get you home.
I can’t.
There’s something I have to do here first.
Taz tells Cory about her conversation with S.A.M.
As she explains the danger she’s in, Cory’s eyes fill with worry.
Then Taz pulls out her phone and looks at Snapchat.
She has a new filter.
At the bottom of the screen are the words “Flashback Filter”
Taz holds the filter up to a wall in the classroom, and she sees the outline of an old door.
Taz shows Cory her phone.
What’s that?
I think it leads into a memory…
I need to go in there.
Then I’m going with you.
She grabs Taz’s hand.
We’ll go into this memory. Together.
Taz nods, and taps the door on her screen.
As she does, the door from the filter forms in front of them.
Woah…
You see it too?
Yeah. I also have the Touch, remember?
Right.
God. This is insane. I don’t know if I can do this.
Of course you can. I’ll be right here.
Come on.
Cory pulls Taz toward the memory door as it swings open.
Together, they step over the threshold…
And into Taz’s memory.
Suddenly, everything changes around them…
The dust and darkness lift to reveal a bright, spotless room.
The cubbyholes are now stuffed with colorful backpacks.
Toys litter the floor.
And there is a table in the center of the room where two little girls are sitting quietly, playing with letter blocks.
The teacher, a pretty young woman in glasses, is standing nearby watching, and taking notes.
Can they see us?
I don’t think so. I think…we’re just visitors here.
Taz takes a few steps forward.
Her eyes widen as she gets a closer look at the girls.
Cory, that’s me…and Jaz.
We were so young.
Wow. You really looked exactly alike.
Yeah. Even our parents couldn’t tell us apart.
We were inseparable.
We even had a secret language.
Secret language?
Yeah. Only we could understand it.
How did it work?
We’d replace words with their opposites.
What do you mean?
Like, if Taz wrote the word ‘downstairs…’
I knew she really meant ‘upstairs.’
Or ‘nice…’
Really meant ‘mean.’
We used it to hide things for each other in secret places…
Talk about teachers.
Stuff like that.
That’s sort of genius.
Taz smiles, thinking back on how Jaz came up with the language rules.
The only other person who knew our secret language was Erik.
He knew Jaz too?
Yeah, we all grew up together.
I wish…I wish I had known her, Taz.
I do too. She would have loved you.
Really?
Of course. You make me happy.
Cory smiles.
All right. Let’s get this over with…
Taz and Cory explore the room.
Taz watches her younger self stack blocks…
While Cory spies on the teacher observing them.
This is weird…
What?
“Twin #1 exhibits considerable abilities.”
Huh?
The teacher just wrote that in her notepad.
Taz…she’s taking notes. On you and Jaz.
Taz turns away from the twins and takes a closer look at the woman—
And gasps, as recognition dawns.
Cory, I know her…
That’s Dr. Montgomery.
The head of the PSI Lab.
She’s the one who built the lab to research Dark Matter…
And created S.A.M.
Holy—
S.A.M. told me Dr. Montgomery had watched me since I was a kid but…Jaz too?
“Twin #1 experiences a surge in abilities when influenced by Twin #2…”
“However, Twin #2 does not appear to possess the same powers.”
What does that mean?
“Powers” must mean the Touch but…
WHAM!
Cory and Taz whirl around…
The girls’ tall stack of blocks has fallen down.
Little Taz and Jaz giggle while Dr. Montgomery picks up stray blocks from the floor.
Now girls, I need you to focus. Can you do that for me?
Taz and Jaz nod.
Tasneem, you’re a very special little girl.
And Jasline, you are too. You can help Tasneem be even more special. Did you know that?
Little Jaz shakes her head.
All you have to do is sit with Tasneem while she plays with the blocks.
Can you do that?
Little Jaz nods.
Dr. Montgomery puts the letter blocks back on the table in front of Little Taz.
Little Taz focuses on the blocks.
The blocks slowly rise into the air and begin to swirl around.
Taz moves closer, and watches as the blocks form into words.
I’m…spelling something.
You could already spell at that age?
I don’t think I was doing it consciously.
I was using the Touch…
Taz reads the words aloud as they form in the air…
“BLOCKS ARE BORING”
Dr. Montgomery laughs.
And then she beams at little Taz.
Wonderful, Tasneem. Well done.
Taz is suddenly distracted by movement.
Little Jaz is arranging and then re-arranging the blocks on the table…
With intention and focus.
But Dr. Montgomery doesn’t seem to notice.
What’s your sister spelling?
Taz looks closer.
It looks like…a sequence of numbers.
Three…seven…four…three…
She’s spelling…numbers?
Little Jaz looks up suddenly.
Directly into Taz’s eyes.
She smiles sadly, and then looks back down at the blocks.
Oh my God.
You saw that too?
Yeah…those numbers…
I think she’s trying to tell us something.
Just then, Taz swoons. She feels faint.
She touches her head and kneels to the floor.
Are you alright?
Taz stands up again slowly, her legs shaking.
She can feel the Dark Matter surging around her.
Let’s get out of here. I jotted the numbers down in my phone.
We need to figure out what they mean…before it’s too late.
Cory nods, and together the girls head for the memory door.
They step through.
The scene whirls…
And Cory and Taz burst out of the door, out of the memory…
Back in the dark, deserted school.
A shadow of its former self.
A memory of the past.
Taz and Cory look down at Taz’s phone.
I don’t get it.
Maybe it’s some sort of…code?
Maybe…but for what?
I don’t know. It’s just a jumble of numbers…
Wait. I know how we can figure this out.
But you’re not going to like it.
Oh no. What is it?
We have to find Erik.
A few minutes later, Taz and Cory knock on a door.
No answer.
I told you this was a bad idea.
No, it’s not.
It’s the middle of the night. He’s not going to answer.
You answered when I texted you.
I’m your girlfriend.
Well Erik’s my best friend — and he’s always there for me when I need him.
She pounds harder on the door.
Then, it swings open.
A yawning Erik opens the door.
Dressed only in boxers.
He registers Taz and Cory…
And SLAMS the door in their faces without a word.
See? Told you. Bad idea.
Then, the door bursts back open again.
Erik now has on a shirt. And pants.
I, uh…wasn’t expecting company.
At 3:00 a.m.
Cute boxers.
Erik’s eyes narrow at Cory, as red flushes his cheeks.
Guys stop, please.
Erik, we’re here because…I need you.
You do?
Yes.
She shows him the number sequence on her phone.
Do these numbers…mean anything to you?
Where are they from?
A memory.
Umm…Okay…
Erik takes her phone and heads over to his computer.
Taz and Cory wait awkwardly at the door.
You can come in, I guess.
Taz, you basically live here anyway.
You do?
I used to come over a lot.
Before you.
Now I never see her.
That’s because you stopped answering her texts.
Well, I was going to text her today…
Because…you know…it’s been a year.
You were?
Of course.
I know how hard it must be…
Do you?
Hey, Jaz was my friend, too.
Sure, she wasn’t my twin sister…
But I miss her.
You didn’t even know her—
Guys. Please.
Erik, what do the numbers mean?
Well, that’s easy — they’re coordinates.
Erik types the numbers into Google…
But nothing comes up.
Hmmm…
He looks closer at the number sequence.
I wonder…
He looks up at Taz.
This memory, where you got these numbers…
Did it have anything to do with Jaz?
Umm, yeah.
Erik types the numbers into Google again, but this time, in the opposite order.
And a location pops up on screen.
How did you know?
Your secret language.
They are coordinates, but written backwards. Opposites.
Where do they lead?
Looks like they’re for some building in Menlo Park.
That’s only like ten minutes from here.
Erik, can you drive us?
Taz, seriously? I can drive.
No, it’s cool. I got this, Cory.
You can go back to bed.
No way.
Look, I want both of you there with me, okay?
Jaz is trying to tell me something…
I need to find out what it is.
To do that, I need both of you. My best friend. My girlfriend.
I need you to support me. And I need you to get along.
Can you do that?
Cory and Erik look at each other, then back to Taz.
Yeah.
I’ll try, Taz.
For you.
15 minutes later
As they pull up to the location, Erik’s eyes widen.
Oh my God.
What’s wrong?
Isn’t it just some sort of…office building?
No, I just…
I’ve been here before.
With Jaz.
What?!
The semester before she died…Jaz asked me for a ride a few times…
Out here.
I just dropped her off. One time I waited in the parking lot until she was done.
Did she say what she was doing?
I think it was some sort of…doctor’s appointment.
She seemed depressed. I figured it was a therapy session, so I didn’t want to pry.
Why…why didn’t she ask me to take her?
I don’t think it was personal, Taz.
You were busy with school.
But…maybe…
What?
Maybe I should have asked her what was going on.
She might have talked to me.
If she had, she might still be alive.
Erik…you can’t blame yourself.
You’re the one who always reminds me that Jaz died in an accident.
It wasn’t your fault. It wasn’t anyone’s fault.
But there is something Jaz is trying to tell us tonight…
Now is our chance to listen.
Erik nods.
You’re right.
Erik parks the car, and together Taz, Cory, and Erik walk up to the building.
Taz peers through a window into the dimly lit lobby.
It’s the middle of the night, Taz. The building is locked.
There must be a way in.
I think that’s called breaking and entering.
Which is pretty illegal.
Erik, Taz’s life is on the line.
Are you really worried about getting in trouble?
Um, yes.
Well, I’m not.
Cory picks up a large stone from the path leading to the building—
And hurls it through the window.
An alarm begins to BLARE.
Are you crazy?!
Come on! We need to get in before security comes.
Cory heads into the building, sweeping aside broken glass.
Taz follows quickly behind, grabbing Erik’s hand and pulling him along.
Erik accesses the security panel and shuts off the security alarm.
Taz finds a directory.
There’s a list of doctors here…Erik, do you know who Jaz was coming here to see?
No. Like I said, I didn’t want to ask.
Taz runs a finger down dozens of names…
And then stops.
Her eyes fill with fear.
Look at this.
Floor 3—
Dr. Lionel Rex.
No way.
What would your sister want with Dr. Rex?
Whatever it is, she clearly wanted me to come here and find out.
Let’s go.
Moments later, Taz, Cory, and Erik arrive on the third floor.
Elevator doors swing open, revealing…
A laboratory.
Everything is covered in white sheets.
Cory pulls off sheet after sheet, revealing…
State-of-the-art equipment — just like the devices at the PSI Lab.
In the middle of the room sits a large machine.
What is this?
Some kind of machine.
Duh.
Cory hurls a look at Erik.
He sheepishly looks away.
Why would Jaz come here?
She didn’t have the Touch. What could Rex want with her?
Taz opens Snapchat…
And the Flashback Filter reappears on screen.
Taz taps her phone…
And Taz and Cory watch as a memory door forms in the room in front of them.
What’s going on?
You can’t see the door?
…No?
I bet only those with the Touch can see it.
We’re probably the only ones who can enter it.
I’m sorry Erik, but you’ll have to stay behind.
No way.
You don’t have a choice.
Cory grabs Taz’s hand.
You ready for this?
I think so. I have to be.
Taz looks back at Erik.
We’ll be right back, I promise.
And together, Cory and Taz step through the door…
The room blurs.
When Taz opens her eyes, she finds the same lab…the same equipment.
But strapped to the strange machine…
Is Jaz.
A grown version of the little girl from before…
But now, she looks totally different than Taz.
Pink hair. Piercings. Tattoos.
And she also looks…
Scared.
Because hunched over the machine, pressing buttons…
Is Dr. Rex.
You’re sure this will protect my sister?
And help hide her identity — her powers?
You have my word, Ms. Singh.
Just relax…the machine will be ready in just a moment.
Okay.
But you know…these sessions…
I always feel weak afterwards. Drained.
That’s quite normal. Nothing to worry about.
I guess…I just wish I understood how it all worked.
Haven’t I given you answers?
You helped me understand my memories.
Why Taz was always being watched…how I amplify her powers when we’re near each other…
But you haven’t explained anything about this procedure.
What is it doing?
I told you — we are using your influence over your sister’s powers…
To help mask them.
This will keep her powers a secret, and help her stay safe…
As Rex continues to explain, Jaz turns her head and looks at Taz.
She stares right into her eyes and says…
He’s lying.
Then she turns back to Rex.
Taz doesn’t remember those memories from your childhood…
She has forgotten about her powers. It must remain that way, for her own safety.
Don’t you agree?
Jaz hesitates for a moment…
Then nods.
Excellent. The machine is ready. Are you?
Yes.
Rex flips a lever…
And Jaz instantly droops…
Jaz!
Taz runs towards her sister.
Please, Jaz, wake up.
Jaz’s eyes flutter, as she tries to focus on Taz.
Taz…I need to tell you something…
The lights in the room begin to flicker…
And the memory door begins to fade.
Cory grabs Taz’s hand.
I think we need to get out of here.
Now.
But before Cory can lead Taz out of the memory…
Jaz grabs her shoulder.
Stop where they aren’t silent, but I can see you.
What?
Cory yanks Taz toward the memory door.
Just as Cory steps over the threshold, Taz loses her grip on Cory’s fingers.
She looks back at Jaz as the memory fades…
And Jaz looks up at Taz one last time, like a ghost.
And then she’s gone.
Taz stumbles through the door after Cory…
Back into the present.
Her vision blurs…
And when it clears, she sees him.
Rex.
In real life.
Standing over her.
Taz squirms, trying to pull herself to her feet…
But then she realizes—
She’s been strapped to a table.
And Rex…is hooking himself up to the machine…
The same machine that he was just using on her sister in the memory.
Hello, Ms. Singh.
Where’s Erik? Where’s Cory?
Your friends?
I didn’t see them. They must have left you.
How did you know I’d be here?
Did you think I wouldn’t notice a spike in Dark Matter?
Of course, it all leads back to you.
And you…led me here.
To my own facility.
What did you do to my sister?
I assure you, your sister was a willing volunteer.
She sought me out.
She knew about your powers.
Somehow, the memories from your childhood came back to her…
But instead of telling you, she sought answers for herself.
Dr. Montgomery was already missing at that point so…
Jasline had nowhere else to turn.
She was afraid that your powers would put you in danger.
So I offered her a solution.
Rex taps on his machine with pride.
What were you doing to my sister?!
This brilliant machine, which I built, sucks the powers of The Touch from one individual into another.
I tried to channel your powers into your sister. To see if it could be done.
But it didn’t work. I still have my powers. And Jaz never had The Touch.
True.
That is because of a slight oversight in my initial experiments.
You see, in order for the machine to work…
It requires the physical presence of the power source.
Rex walks over to Taz and places two electrodes onto her temples, one on each side.
I surmised as much toward the end of my experiments with your sister…
It was clear she wasn’t gaining your powers.
Instead, she seemed simply to be growing weaker.
But alas, I was unable to convince her to bring you to me…
And then her unfortunate accident occurred.
However, I have upgraded my machine and now, I have my power source.
Rex pats Taz on the arm, and she flinches.
And this time, I’ll be transferring your powers to a more deserving host.
Rex takes the other ends of Taz’s electrodes…
And attaches them to his own temples.
Me.
Rex then walks over to the machine…
And pulls a lever.
The device begins to whir…
Taz SCREAMS in pain, feeling the power drain from her body…
Meanwhile
Cory and Erik crouch together behind a closed door.
What’s happening?
I don’t know…
Cory pulls a phone out of her pocket, and opens Snapchat.
Is that—?
Taz’s phone.
She dropped it in the memory, when she ran over to Jaz.
Before we got separated.
Yeah, you came out first.
Rex was at the lab door, I could hear his keys in the lock.
I grabbed the first hand I saw.
I know, and I thought Taz was right behind me.
But I lost her grip.
Anyway…
Thanks.
For what?
For grabbing me. Pulling me into this closet.
Sure.
I wish I had grabbed Taz.
Not instead of you, just—
No. I know. Me too.
Suddenly, a scream erupts from the other side of the closet door.
Is that Taz?? Why is she screaming?!
I don’t know! I don’t know!
Cory looks down at Taz’s phone.
On the screen, Taz’s Dark Matter Meter appears.
Cory holds the phone up to a small peephole in the closet door…
And quickly snaps a picture.
She shows it to Erik.
Look at all that Dark Matter surrounding Taz.
It seems to be sapping something out of her…
The Touch…
And transferring it to Rex!
Taz looks so weak.
It’s like he’s sucking the life out of her.
We have to stop that machine.
I think I have a plan.
If you’ll hear me out.
How do I know you’re not still working with Rex?
How could you even think that?!
Umm, maybe because just a few weeks ago, you helped him capture Taz.
He was blackmailing me!
So what?!
Cory takes a deep breath.
Erik…it might be too soon to say this, but…
I love Taz.
I don’t want to see her hurt.
I hate myself for betraying her the first time. Trust me, I do.
But I can’t change that now.
All I can do is try to show her, every day, how much she means to me.
And I know this hasn’t been easy for you, seeing Taz with someone else.
But I think I make Taz happy.
So you can hate me forever, but…
Just know that I will never, ever hurt that girl again.
Erik looks at Taz through the peephole and sighs.
He looks back at Cory, a steely look in his eyes.
What’s your plan?
Moments later
Tears streak down Taz’s face as she struggles against the invisible force of the machine.
Rex sits beside her, in a trance…
Taz can hardly stand the pain any longer…
But then, she spots Cory and Erik sneaking out of a closet back into the lab.
Cory places a finger to her lips, urging Taz to stay quiet.
She crawls up to Taz, and crouches behind the table.
She grabs Taz’s hands.
And she whispers.
It’s okay. I’m here now.
Focus on me.
Remember how we overpowered the quantum entanglement machine? With our connection?
You need to do that again.
Magnify your powers.
But S.A.M. warned me that if I let my powers surge—
You’re connected to a machine that’s transferring your powers to Rex.
So Erik and I think the full surge will hurt Rex…
And not you.
Taz nods, her teeth gritted against the pain.
How am I supposed to tap into that power?
You’re not connected to me anymore.
And Jaz isn’t here to magnify my powers either.
I’m alone.
You are not alone, Taz.
And I know it’s hard to imagine thinking about anything good or happy right now.
Especially tonight.
But you can do it.
You have to try.
Taz shakes her head slowly, more tears streaming down her cheeks.
Cory squeezes her hands tighter.
Earlier, you said that Jaz would like me…
Because I make you happy.
I wish I had met her, Taz.
But if tonight has proven anything to me…it’s that she’s still here.
She’s with you. She sees you.
And I think…she would be so proud of you.
Proud of everything you’ve done.
Proud of your powers.
But most of all…she’d be proud of you for being who you are.
Cory looks at Erik and smiles.
And for always prioritizing the people you love.
Through her tears, Taz locks eyes with Cory.
She looks at Erik, who nods at her.
Taz nods back.
Then, she closes her eyes.
A shock jolts Cory’s hands, forcing her to drop her grip on Taz.
She quickly opens Snapchat on Taz’s phone…
And watches as the Dark Matter surrounding Taz surges.
But instead of enveloping Taz and destroying her…
It seems to move toward Rex…
And surrounds him in a thick cloud.
His eyes widen, the surge shocking him out of the trance.
What…what’s happening…
He looks over to Taz.
What are you doing?!
A slight glow begins to emanate from Taz’s skin.
Cory watches the Dark Matter form a deep, jet black cloud around Rex’s heart…
It seeps into his body…
Overpowering him from within.
His body begins to turn translucent…
Cory looks to Taz…then to Erik, who is standing over Rex, a hand on a lever of the machine.
Cory and Erik lock eyes.
Stop it! Stop!
If you pull that lever all her power will surge into me at once!
That’s the idea.
Erik!
Erik whirls to look at Cory and…Taz…
Whose body has lifted slightly from the table…floating…
Erik! Do it!
NOW.
Erik yanks the lever.
Taz’s back arches, as the Dark Matter she’s been harnessing charges into Rex.
Horror passes over Rex’s face, for just a moment.
And then, suddenly…
He vanishes.
Rex’s body is gone.
Leaving nothing but Dark Matter in its place.
Erik pulls both levers on the machine—
Shutting it down…
And releasing Taz from the connection.
Restoring her powers.
Taz slumps back onto the table.
Cory frees her from the restraints.
Taz’s eyes are closed.
Cory gently strokes Taz’s cheek, her hand shaking.
Taz?
Erik runs over and puts a hesitant, single finger, on Taz’s arm.
Taz?
Taz’s eyes flutter open.
And she looks up at the two most important people in her life.
Did it work?
I think so…
We used what he wanted most…to destroy him.
He’s gone, Taz.
He’s been turned into Dark Matter.
You did it.
No…I was frozen with pain…you guys did that.
It was your surge, your powers, that did it.
We just helped.
Well, it was all Cory’s idea.
And I have to admit…it was a really good one.
So the surge…is it over?
Cory holds up the Dark Matter Meter to Taz…
And snaps a picture.
Look.
There’s still a lot of Dark Matter around you.
I think there’s more you have to resolve. To stop the surge from happening again.
In the last memory…
Jaz spoke to me. Not through blocks this time — she spoke actual words.
What did she say?
“Stop where they aren’t silent, but I can see you.”
What does that mean?
It doesn’t make much sense…
But it sounds like—
Our secret language.
Exactly. So every word means its opposite.
So ‘stop’ means ‘go.’
Erik starts typing on his phone.
And ‘they’ means ‘we.’
What about ‘where’?
No opposite.
Cory looks at Taz, confused.
We only convert words that have a clear opposite.
The word ‘where’ doesn’t have an opposite.
Oh…I see.
Taz continues.
‘Aren’t’ means ‘are’.
‘Silent’ means…
Speaking?
Erik nods.
‘I can’ means ‘you can’t.’
‘See’ means ‘hear.’
And ‘you’ means…
Me.
Taz and Cory both look at Erik.
What did we get?
Go where we are speaking, but you can’t hear me.
I still don’t get it.
Cory looks at Taz excitedly…
Do you think she means?
Taz nods.
My nightmare.
Right! Your recurrent dream…
Where Jaz says something right before the car crash…
But I can’t hear her.
I think we need to go back…
To where Jaz died.
A few hours later
Are you ready, Taz?
I think…I’m as ready as I’ll ever be.
We’re right here if you need us.
Both of us.
Thanks guys.
Do you want me to come with you? Into the memory?
Taz smiles at Cory, but shakes her head.
I think I need to do this alone.
Cory gives Taz’s hand a squeeze…
As Taz steps out of Erik’s car…
And into the intersection.
The streets are empty in the early morning light.
Dew coats the pavement.
It’s almost tranquil.
Taz glances over at the side of the road, where a makeshift memorial to Jaz has been set up.
Flowers. Candles.
A faded picture of Jaz hugging Taz flaps in the wind.
Taz pulls out her phone…
Opens Snapchat…
And taps on the Flashback Filter.
The memory door appears in the middle of the intersection.
Taz takes a deep breath…
And steps through.
The memorial fades. Dawn turns to nighttime.
And Taz finds herself back in the passenger seat of a car, next to her sister.
JAZ, WATCH OUT!
Jaz slams on the breaks…
The car comes to a screeching halt at a red light.
Jaz and Taz exhale at the same time.
Sorry. I got distracted.
You’re never distracted like this.
What’s wrong, Jaz?
Look…there’s something I need to tell you.
Jaz leans over and whispers something in Taz’s ear…
But Taz can’t hear.
The light turns green, and Jaz starts driving.
And then, a truck flies into the intersection—
And CRASHES into their car.
The car flips over.
The windshield SHATTERS.
Taz’s head slams against the dashboard…
And when she opens her eyes…
She finds Jaz, bleeding, losing consciousness.
Jaz…Jaz, wake up.
Stay with me.
Taz…listen carefully.
Jaz leans over in her seat…
She starts to whisper something in Taz’s ear…
And this time, Taz can hear her.
It’s my soul, Taz.
When Rex used that machine on me, to steal your powers…
It ripped me apart.
And now there’s something wrong with my soul.
I don’t understand. What does that mean?
I’m not going to make it tonight.
I’m too weak…
Taz starts to cry. Her sister is dying all over again.
You’ll survive this accident…
And you’ll…you’ll feel guilty about it…
But don’t.
Because it’s not your fault…
And I know you’ll find a way to make this right…
You’re the only one who can fix my soul.
How, Jaz?! How do I fix your soul??
How can I bring you back?
Taz pulls on her sister’s arm…
But Jaz’s body is limp.
She’s already gone.
No no no no, please, wake up Jaz.
I can’t lose you again.
Wake up!
The scene begins to fade…
Taz’s vision blurs.
She pries herself out of the car…
Tumbles onto the asphalt…
And crawls toward the memory door.
Darkness begins to encroach on either side of Taz’s periphery.
She pulls herself, blindly, through the memory door.
And sunlight streaks into her vision as she returns to present day.
Taz, wake up!
Opening her eyes, she finds herself in Cory’s arms.
She’s lying on the side of the road next to Jaz’s memorial.
Erik is crouched on the ground beside them. He places a hand on her arm.
Taz, you’re back, it’s okay.
Taz jolts upright. She wraps her arms around them…
Both Cory and Erik. And she squeezes them tight.
Did you see her?
Taz nods.
It was so real…
What happened? Can you talk about it?
Taz nods. She swallows.
Jaz told me…it was Rex.
WHAT?!
No…that machine…
Taz steadies herself.
It did something awful to her soul. It made her weak.
If it hadn’t been for Rex…what he did to her…she would have survived.
Oh, Taz…
Erik’s eyes fill with tears.
No. Don’t you get it?
Taz smiles through her tears.
You were right all along.
All this time…you told me not to feel guilty about Jaz’s death.
And now, I know Jaz doesn’t want me to feel guilty either.
She wants me to save her.
Cory envelopes Taz in another hug.
We’ll help you. Whatever you need.
We’ll be right here.
Taz smiles at her girlfriend. And then at Erik.
I know you will.
Cory takes Taz’s phone and opens Snapchat, pulling up the Dark Matter Meter.
She snaps a picture of Taz.
Look!
The surge…it’s gone.
You’re safe now.
Taz slings one arm around Cory, pulls Erik in with the other…
And looks at each of their faces, both full of love and support.
Of course I am. I’m with you.
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