* This little light I've found *
* Take it in, breathe it out *
* A little drum that's beating loud *
* In my chest, I hear the sound *
* I can feel *
* Feel you now *
* I can feel you now *
* I can feel *
* I can feel you now *
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Huh?
_
Where am I?
_
- Ah! - Watch out.
This is all wrong.
But maybe, somehow,
it'll make sense once I get back home.
_
I don't have money.
- Only this. - Ah.
_
Oh, I didn't mean to. I don't even know what this is.
_
How long has the neighborhood been like this?
- _ - Okay, okay!
You see what that girl has?
Mm-hmm.
I know the address. I'm positive.
Hey!
You lost? Maybe we can help.
Don't have to answer if you don't want to.
We can tell just by looking at you.
You're a long way from home.
Maybe she don't have no money.
But check out that shiny new tech.
Hey.
Aww, what's a nice girl like you doing with a tat like that?
Don't forget me, Elle.
Leave me alone!
Ah!
Ah! Ah!
Ah!
- Ugh! - Oh!
- Ah! - Fight back!
- Ugh! - Oh!
Ooh! Ugh.
Oh!
How am I doing this?
Ugh!
Elle.
My name is Elle. I'm almost home.
It's broad daylight and I can't even see the sky.
Excuse me.
I'm looking for Fountain Avenue...
with all the trees and the restaurant with the yellow wall.
You know, with an angel painted on it?
What? What?
- What... - With the angel painted on it?
Wha... Oh, oh. The art.
Over there. That way.
- That way. - That way?
- Yeah. - Thank you.
Yeah.
It's the right address.
But this isn't it.
What?
I don't believe it. It's still here.
_
You lost your memory...
but you remember you live here.
That's funny.
I live here too. Always have.
- Aww. - You like animals?
But that's not a real cat. It's artificial.
It looks so real.
You really don't remember anything.
Hey, Doc.
Did a lost little girl come your way?
A lot of people are lost these days.
A woman with a tattoo and a sweet little piece of tech.
- You seen her? - No way.
I'd notice a girl like that.
She never came here.
Ah!
That girl is nosing around our neighborhood.
If she comes here to sell that tech,
I'd better hear from you
before I hear it from the street.
Like I would ever help them.
Friendly local gangbangers.
Now, I don't know what you got yourself into,
but you better make yourself disappear.
This is what they were looking for.
Ah. Now, that is something.
I take it you did not purchase this yourself.
I need to see what's inside.
- How do I get it open? - You can't.
Need a special key.
Only the original owner can open it.
Don't worry. Doc Badger has a way of finding things.
But it's going to cost you.
- I don't have money. - I should have known.
Well, I think I've had enough trouble for one day.
I'm afraid I can't help you.
What if I make it so the gang never bothers you again?
Would you help me then?
If you do, I'll throw in the cat.
Need to borrow this.
What are you gonna do with that?
Okay. Let's not do that.
But I'm gonna need some insurance.
- Perfect. - Wait. Who are you?
My name is Elle. Don't lose that.
Either way, I do okay.
_
You been looking for us?
What do you want, bitch?
Oh.
She can't hide forever.
Find her. Kill her.
Ha! Ha!
Ah!
Ooh!
Ha!
Ah! Ah!
Ah! Ugh!
Ooh.
Who are you?
I don't remember.
What the hell?
Bet you can't.
What the hell do you want?
Go to hell.
Ah!
- Leave Doc Badger alone. - Okay.
Okay, we get it!
A new life awaits you
in the Off-world colonies,
the chance to begin again
in a golden land of opportunity and adventure:
new climate, recreational facilities,
easy advancement, great pay,
plus a loyal, trouble-free companion
given to you upon arrival absolutely free.
Use your new friend as a personal body servant
or a tireless field hand,
the custom-tailored, genetically engineered
humanoid replicant
designed especially for your needs.
I've killed before.
Come on, America. Let's put our...
...team up there.
Give this country another chance.
Hmm.
Hmm. Hmm.
Elle?
Ah... Elle.
- Still alive? - I held up my end.
A deal is a deal. I will give you the sword.
However, I cannot activate this device.
What?
I know a smart guy who's good at these kind of things.
He lives on the top floor of this building.
Let's go.
I said you could keep.
Okay.
Hey! Where are you, J?
Ah.
Come in.
- Ugh, that smell. - Oh.
Wake up, Mr. J.
I brought you a customer.
Hey, hey. Wake up.
That's not good.
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