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Over a week until No Man's Land premieres, so i thought it was fitting to give you guys a preview! Enjoy!

(The episode immediately fades into a distant shot of the lightning storm raging over the city. There's no music and simply the gentle thunder staining the silence while the night clouds continue their patrol over the land.)

(Cut to a descending shot from inside the dome as small sparks zap random spots in the sky. The camera pans down to the top of a skyscraper, and then zooms in, much like a security camera, onto two figures sitting atop the building watching the storm.)

(Cut to a still shot of Rashard, whose intense gaze reflects the lightning's wrath over his eyes. Cut to Mig, whose eyes simply reflect the lights in the distance, his stare a more thoughtful one.)

(The two sit there, perfectly still, while the storm begins its way into the distance, pacifying itself. The silence accentuates the wind's gentle whisper.)

[Mig]: (Softly) So... what do you think was?

(Rashard takes a moment to escape his daze and timidly turns to Mig with a somewhat perplexed expression on his face. He momentarily looks slightly downward then back at Mig.)

[Rashard]: A... (pause) A sign.

[Mig]: (Raises eyebrows, slightly nods) Of what?

[Rashard]: (Looks back at the horizon, stares for a few seconds) I can't be sure.

[Mig]: Really?

[Rashard]: What, have you got any ideas?

[Mig]: I... (slightly shrugs, angles head) I... (looks to the side, and back) I actually agree.

[Rashard]: T-That it was a sign?

[Mig]: Yeah, (nods) Yeah, a... sort of a, a call, you know? Maybe... maybe that our hope is still there.

[Rashard]: Huh. (Slowly nods, looks at him) Is there a catch?

[Mig]: ...No, not exactly.

[Rashard]: W-why not? I mean, there needs to be one, right?

[Mig]: I don't follow.

[Rashard]: I mean, i-it's not like we're suddenly allowed to get sentimental, just because of, of speculation.

[Mig]: Well, to me, sentiment is the only thing that'd keep me going. At least at this point, yes.

[Rashard]: (Points) There's your problem right there. (Mig looks confused) You're driven by a weakness. Anytime you look for something to hold onto, you've already given some, some outside force the keys to... to make you theirs.

[Mig]: Aren't you the one to think there's nothing out there?

[Rashard]: Well, there obviously is now. See, if... if you've got nothing to lose, you- you won't be held back. It'll make you stronger.

[Mig]: (Chuckles, gestures) Well what is there left to lose out here?

[Rashard]: Exactly. My idea is to keep it that way.

[Mig]: And mine is to go out there, and to look for something to hold onto. Find any semblance of the idea that it is possible to survive.

[Rashard]: I don't like to be driven by a fear. I have been enough, anyways.

[Mig]: How the hell would you know that?

[Rashard]: I don't know, I can just- just feel it. This, this paranoia, just eating at me from the inside.

[Mig]: (Point) You then, are indeed driven by a fear. You've devoted yourself to making your entire life some kind of "escape".

[Rashard]: And the best way to escape is to have nothing to be afraid about, or for.

[Mig]: Then maybe you're right, that it's time we went our separate ways.

(The two promptly get up, looking down at the streets from opposite corners of the building.)

(Mig turns to Rashard and walks over.)

[Mig]: It's been a good ride. (Extends hand)

(Rashard hesitates for a moment but returns a strong handshake to Mig, nodding swiftly before turning.)

[Mig]: Hey.

(Rashard turns)

[Mig]: Thank you.

[Rashard]: For?

[Mig]: Your help. What we did out there, it was together.

(Rashard contemplates this before turning back around, and turning his head to look back.)

[Rashard]: Well, we're gonna have to do the rest on our own.

(He grabs a metal railing on the side, absorbs it, and then hops off the edge of the building.)

(Mig sighs and turns back around to look at the ground. Something catches his eye and he squints closer. Something down there is sparking with electricity.)

(Curious, Mig heats up his palms and leaps down, blasting fire when he reaches about 5 feet off the ground to cushion his landing. He walks over to the sparks.)

(It's the keychain that the electric creature was wearing. Approaching cautiously, Mig ignites his fingertips and picks it up, rubbing his fingers on it to put out the sparks. He cools down his hands and inspects the keychain. The piece has a name engraved into it: STOCKER .)

(Mig contemplates going over to Rashard, but decides against it and tries to figure it out. Cut to a high-contrast flashback of the man screaming "YOU DID THIS TO ME" at Rashard before dying.)

(Mig looks over and begins to approach the other street, but something in the distance catches his eye. Lights.)

(He runs over and sees several lights in the distance, many covered by buildings on the street. He sprints his way around the corner of a street.)

(Cut to a few blocks ahead. Mig sprints over, but suddenly stops in his tracks, utterly speechless. He's reached a harbor.)

(Looking over the edge, what looks like the "ocean" is actually entirely solid. Out in the distance, this is visible.)



(Rashard is clambering his way down the building using stairwells and a variety of ledges. He rolls down and picks himself, and walks through the street, observing. He too is suddenly caught off-guard by the lights.)

(He runs over, much faster than Mig, and witnesses the same skyline, the lights somehow activated entirely.)

(The camera pans away from the city as the two are seen watching the distance. A number of security monitors are seen flashing and blinking. The camera zooms in a pair of glowing, almost hologram-like eyes which watch the two from a distance.)