How many times has it happened? What is this… exactly? Making sure you’re not another time waster. The website said you were an expert. We’re in a pub. A good one. Universities are not what they cracked up to be, trust me. Is it why they expelled you? You could go back to your doctor. Good. Now. Once more. How many times? Twice . . . No no no, wait, twice today. Lost count of the other times. In different places? Yes. The sound has this way of . . . This is a sound. This is a sound. This is a sound. Vibrations that propagate through the air and are perceived by our ears. Listen pal, I know what a sound is, I deal with vibrations all the time. Good. The Hum is not a sound. You perceive it in here. I’m out of here.
Good. The Hum is not a sound. You perceive it in here. I’m out of here. Have you had a traumatic experience recently? No, everything’s fine. You sure? You don’t look too good. Professor McAven, I don’t care if it’s a sound or whatever. I just want to get rid of it. Can you help me out or not? Only two percent of the population can hear it. Usually people coming out of trauma. It’s been experienced in random locations across the world. So? These ripples are like the Hum you have been perceiving. Each one contains information that I need to find the source. What’s the source? That’s what I need to find out. Your reports are interesting, Sam. Sam? It’s Chris. Chris Page. Sure. I’ve never seen anyone so sensitive. I can make it disappear. But first I need to know where you hear it. Coordinates. Coordinates I’m around here every week or so. You could always try earplugs! Thought the whole bloody tap would need changing. Given the right tools and sufficient time, there is nothing in life that can’t be fixed. That’s Page & Page philosophy. Your brother should have been here at 9. Instead, I get you at 10. Is that Page & Page philosophy as well? I’m sorry. My brother… he couldn’t make it today. But we do offer a 25% discount. Did you hear that? Hear what? Everything alright? Yeah, everything’s fine. A 25% discount is the least we can do. What are you doing? Earning my drinks. How many reports do you have? Twenty three. Are these coordinates accurate? Don’t know. I used my phone GPS. Is that alright? Very. So what do we do now? I don’t recall mentioning a we. You said you’d help me get rid of this. I will. I need to understand the source. It might not be stable. Or worse. You have no idea about how to stop this. You’ve been lying to me, making me go out there getting your bloody data. For fuck’s sake. What did you think, that I would have let you come and ruin the greatest discovery in the history of mankind? I need the source. Sorry. Fuck you. Liz! You promised me. I thought I’d lost you. Make this stop! You have to leave. Now. I don’t think two can get through. Through what? This world we inhabit… it’s a surface. No, listen. There’s more. An unobservable plane of reality, a deeper level. The source of the Hum. You’re . . . We have to leave. I was right. How come you can you hear that? How the hell should I know? Liz, Liz! Mike? You alright? I thought you’d gone. You had no pulse for minutes. What did you see? What did you see? Not what, who. My brother, Michael. Or something that once was him. What was he doing there? You tell me. He’s dead. It works. What works? Quantum physics affirms there’s not just one dimension Ancient religions believed that passages to the Underworld were physical locations on Earth, calling out to be found. We did! The source of the Hum. The passage to the After Life. You’re crazy. I lost my daughter ten years ago. Time to go. No wait, you’ll die! I know. I don’t care. I always thought that the sound was a stress-related condition. Yeah, the past few weeks have been… intense. I was really sorry to hear about your brother. Thank you. When did the sound disappear? I didn’t say it had. I just learned how to control it. Hello Michael.