Dracula in Spac (2026) Movie Script
(logo whooshes and rumbles)
[Dracula] The blood is life.
(tense music)
(Stoker panting)
Please. Oh.
(Stoker panting)
(tense music)
(Dracula hissing)
(alarm buzzing)
(dramatic music)
(Stoker screaming)
(Dracula hissing)
(alarm buzzing continues)
(dramatic music continues)
(spaceship whooshing)
(Harker yawning)
(gentle music)
(computer beeping)
[Announcer] Derelict alert.
Shit.
[Announcer] Derelict alert.
Derelict alert. Derelict.
(gentle music)
(phone ringing)
Now what?
Captain.
Captain, what have we stopped?
[Harker] Derelict sighted.
Derelict.
Survivors?
[Harker] I'll keep you posted.
Ready med bay.
Got it.
(gentle music)
(computer buzzing)
(hands clapping)
(Morris panting)
Harker?
[Harker] It's a
derelict, Morris.
Rest easy.
Copy.
(Morris panting)
(machinery whirring)
Captain?
Derelict alert.
A derelict?
Yeah. Contact Way Station 7.
Check in. Register the derelict.
They're going to
send us to investigate.
Just check it out.
Way Station 7.
This is Demeter.
We have detected a derelict.
Please advise.
Send text communication.
They may be silent running
in this neck of the woods.
Ma'am.
Way Station 7,
this is the cargo ship Demeter.
We have detected a derelict.
Coordinates are located on 520,
grid reference 919.
That's pretty far out.
Maybe it came in
from the outer rim.
The outer?
Any sign of Sol?
(machinery beeping)
(tense music)
(birds singing)
(gentle music)
[Harker] Sol, this is Harker.
We have a derelict sighting.
Understood, Captain.
(computer whooshes)
(gentle music)
(machinery whirring)
Shit.
What?
(gentle music)
Another day, another problem.
All right, listen up.
We've received a distress
signal from a derelict ship
floating about 50 clicks out.
We're tasked with investigating.
This mission is routine but
we need to stay focused.
We don't know why it's drifting,
or what we'll find on board.
- Automated?
- Yeah. Cyclical.
SOS.
It would appear so.
So it could be a trap.
Riders have been using derelicts
as an easy way to
snatch a hole and
We'll take precautions.
We're prepared for anything.
It's our job to investigate.
Besides, I'm here.
You all remember your training?
If you should see some raiders
I don't think
a two week course
really counts as
training, Morris.
It's just a ship,
and if it's an automated signal,
it means it's likely
to be abandoned,
which means anything on
there is our salvage,
and our money.
Besides, raiders don't
operate that far out.
Preliminary scans
have come back.
There's oxygen on
board the vessel.
Juno?
Oxygen suggests
a working core.
Computer systems
might still be active.
Could be a good salvage.
We intercept the derelict,
uncouple the cargo,
see what we can get.
Return to the
cargo, hook back up,
head on home.
You make it sound too easy.
Like it or not,
we have a job to do,
and a vessel to investigate.
There's an old ship database
I can access for some answers.
We do this by the book.
Keep your gear in check.
Stay sharp.
I'll run diagnostics
on ship wide systems
before we intercept.
You always worry about
the little things, Juno.
It'll be fine.
It's the little things
that get us killed.
Right. Whatever you say.
All right, you all
know your assignments.
(spaceship whooshing)
How many is enough, Morris?
[Morris] It's better
to be safe than sorry.
I've known guys like
you my whole life,
always itching to
pull the trigger.
Yeah?
And women like you always
wonder about guys like me.
In your dreams.
Well, that would be
telling, wouldn't it?
Come on.
(sighs) Come on.
How are we doing, Seward?
(machinery beeping)
I'll be monitoring
your medical condition
while you're out there.
Good. I'm counting on you.
And don't forget, I
just need to remind you,
if I detect a contagion
or anything that could
endanger the death
I know, you cut us off.
I'll keep the ship stable.
Just be careful out there.
(machinery beeping)
Eli?
Sol.
I've checked the
telemetry for docking.
You are off entry
by 7.7 seconds.
I am?
Yes.
It would be prudent
to slow our approach.
You are right.
I accessed your Home Sweet
Home program on the VR suite.
You did?
Yes.
And?
It was interesting.
Right, it's, it's just
a little slice of home.
That's it.
I tried what you suggested.
What?
I felt the wind in
between my fingers.
And?
It gave a very accurate
representation of air speed.
But I didn't feel what you felt.
You don't feel emotions.
Correct.
Well, that feeling of wind,
cool air between your fingers,
that's freedom.
I see.
We're approaching
the final vector.
I will signal the captain.
(spaceship whirring)
(gentle music)
Fore and aft lights.
Fore and aft lights, aye.
(spaceships whooshing)
(gentle music continues)
Searching for ship name.
So far, I have nothing.
We'll keep scanning.
[Dracula] Eli.
Eli?
Sorry, I
On mission.
Slow engines.
Right thruster 10%.
No signal.
Keep monitoring.
Alive signs?
Doesn't appear so.
No active signals,
no signs of life.
Still running that SOS beacon?
Yes, but it is degrading.
One last call for help.
Slow down to 15
meters per second.
Prepare for docking.
There.
Do you see it?
Yeah, I see it.
Sol?
Yes.
It looks like several sections
of the hull have
been compromised.
Interesting.
What?
There are seven airlocks
set to open in the vessel.
Open?
What do you mean?
Depressurization.
The doors were opened.
Deck one and two are sealed,
and oxygen is still working.
Got an airlock on there?
[Sol] Deck one, Captain.
Eli, line us up.
Engage manual controls.
Morris, prep the airlock.
I'm on it.
We're going in.
(gentle music)
(machinery whirs and hisses)
All right, let's go.
Let's keep this quick.
Stick to the plan, in and out.
We don't wanna be here
longer than we have to.
Understood.
Let's make it quick.
(gentle music)
(spaceship whooshing)
(tense music)
It's like the Mary
Celeste but colder somehow.
[Harker] What's
the age of this ship?
[Juno] I don't know.
I don't recognize the class,
but this construction.
I don't like this.
I feel like we're not alone.
(door clicks and hisses)
(tense music)
Shit!
[Harker] Jesus. Morris.
I'm on it.
(gentle music)
Holy shit.
What is it?
[Juno] A synth.
- Is he-
- Out.
Completely shut down.
(Morris whistles)
Must be like looking
in the mirror, hey, Sol?
Indeed.
Most interesting.
[Harker] Juno,
check the system.
[Juno] On it.
[Morris] You know,
I'd bet real money
you won't find this ship
with any records ever.
Renfield.
(sighs) It's shot.
It's all rubbish.
All the data's been wiped.
Any computing
power that was here
has been used to
send that signal.
Call for help that
wasn't answered.
Hm. Activated by him.
[Harker] No crew.
You know, early models of
these things can go haywire.
Pop, the whole crew
been wiped out.
Anything?
System's completely fucked.
Is it even worth the haul?
(sighs) We could
scrap it for parts
but no, there's nothing
worth salvaging.
Forget the salvage.
He won't pull the bird back.
Something happened.
No ship recorders or
[Sol] Captain.
Sol?
The synthsapien
may be shut down,
but its memory banks
may not be corrupted.
You feeling lonely, Sol?
Not at all.
But if the memory
files are still intact,
we could still
interface with the synth
and withdraw the memory files.
Do it.
(gentle music)
(computer whirs)
Okay, starting download now.
We've got files.
Could have something.
Hold on.
There's a power
drain in the system.
Something's drawing
energy in the cargo hold.
The cargo hold?
Are you sure?
There shouldn't be
anything down here.
No, I'm telling you,
there's something still
alive in the system.
It's small but
it's drawing power.
We need to check it out.
Perfect. Just what we need.
(tense music)
(computer zapping)
(tense music continues)
Morris, you with me?
The hell is that?
Sol, are you getting this?
Yes, I see it.
It's unusual.
Could be a research pod,
or a containment unit.
Could be, but I'm
not taking any chances.
Harker, I need you to
run a scan on the object.
Get some data
flowing back to me.
Understood.
Running the scan now.
Whatever it is, it's
definitely not just junk.
(gentle music)
(computer beeping)
Shouldn't we just leave it?
What if it's dangerous?
It could be an
important find, Eli.
We don't know what this is,
but it's worth investigating.
Seward, are you getting this?
No pathogens, no
sign of infection.
It's clean.
No biological contamination.
Whatever this is, it's safe.
Safe?
(Harker sighs)
We're still leaving it.
Juno, let's get out of here.
(tense music)
Synth is clear. Empty.
We might have something.
Okay, we're leaving.
Thank God.
Let's get out of here
before we make things worse.
We don't know what this is.
It could be significant.
That's exactly why
we're leaving it.
Captain, we have something
of unknown origin
on board this vessel.
Kidding, right?
Exactly.
Unknown origin, an empty ship.
Doesn't take a
genius to figure out
that the two are connected.
[Sol] Which is why it
warrants further investigation.
(sighs) Fine. We ship back.
We'll leave a subspace buoy,
and the military can come in
and take this off our hands.
[Sol] Captain,
charter mandates
that if anything of
unknown origin is found,
all ships are required to
secure and deliver the object.
Sol.
[Sol] Failure to do so
result in termination
of employment,
stripping of certificates
and imprisonment.
Jesus fucking Christ.
You really are
something, Tin Man.
[Sol] I'm simply
pointing out the law.
[Seward] For what it's worth,
it does seem clear, Captain.
It's not really your
decision to make, Captain.
(tense music)
(machinery whirring)
(coffin lid scrapes and thuds)
(ominous music)
(Dracula groans)
(dramatic music)
Eli bring us about.
Half speed.
We'll recouple the cargo,
make for Sol Prime.
Setting course now.
(alarm beeping)
(computer whirring)
The hell was that?
System's just adjusting.
Nothing to worry about.
Just a surge.
We are fine.
No need to worry.
Captain, with your permission,
I'd like to interface
the downloaded data
with the computer.
From the synth?
Yes.
Very well.
Keep it isolated.
Separate terminal.
Not connected to
the ship systems.
Absolutely.
Once Morris and
Juno have derigged,
I'll have them relieve you.
Captain.
(computer beeping)
(gentle music)
Files in place.
System's offline.
Uploading now.
Extrapolating.
(computer beeping)
(gentle music)
[Renfield] Initiate,
initiate, initiate.
Initiate commence.
[Renfield] Commence.
Active, Jupiter, Mars, Saturn.
Active Jupiter, Mars, Saturn.
Designation?
Dual systems 1909.
Commencement date 280879.
Name?
[Renfield] Renfield.
Hello.
Hello.
Who am I speaking to?
My name is Sol.
My name is Renfield.
Nice to meet you.
My visual cortex system
appears to be malfunctioning.
I wonder, would you
Your memory server
has been downloaded.
Your shell is no longer working.
I see.
That would answer
my next question
to my motor functions.
You are synthsapien?
Same designation.
I see.
Most interesting.
Most interesting.
(gentle music)
(Dracula hissing)
(Seward panting)
(gentle music continues)
[Seward] Harker, you need
to get down to the cargo hold.
Er, what? Why?
[Seward] The object, I
need you down here now.
(device whirring)
(gentle music)
No traces of
biological material.
No pathogens, no
radiation spikes.
It's a coffin.
It's a damn coffin.
I came down here,
and moments later,
it just opened automatically.
No power at all.
Completely dead.
Looks like a cryo pod.
I don't recognize the model.
Maybe the derelict ship
was a, a deep space
exploration vehicle.
Sol, anything from
the memory banks?
I have established a link
of the synth named Renfield.
I have only just established
one question with the synth.
It appears they were on a trip
to a military colony
on the Kuiper Belt.
I haven't pursued
the questioning.
Further fragments
of the synth memory
has been compromised.
Okay.
Keep working.
Cover it up.
Getting back to Sol Prime.
(tense music)
(shadow whooshes)
Could you talk to
me about the status
of the military transport?
[Renfield] The transport
was in excellent condition.
A grant class vessel.
Captain Dunn commander.
Anything anomalous
detected on the trip?
[Renfield] Nothing.
And to borrow a phrase
from Captain Dunn,
it was plain sailing.
The only concern was upon
approach to the colony.
No communication
was established.
I see.
(tense music)
(Seward sighs)
[Harker] How
you doing, Seward?
I'm fine. Just
eager to return.
Good. We're almost there.
Let me know if
you need anything.
I will.
Congratulations.
Your hands, the
shakes have stopped.
- Captain.
- It's okay, I get it.
My mother was hopped
on A5 for years.
Getting clean was
the hardest thing.
Yeah, I guess so.
Get some rest.
(machinery beeps)
(metal clatters)
(Seward sighs)
(tense music)
(machinery beeps)
(gentle music)
(keyboard tapping)
What the hell?
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music)
Can you hear them?
The children of the night.
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Across centuries.
(Eli panting)
(tense music continues)
My revenge has begun.
(Eli panting)
(Dracula hissing)
(Eli yelling)
(somber music)
Pause music.
Close program.
The hell?
[Dracula] Juno.
Come to me.
(dramatic operatic music)
Closer.
Closer.
(gentle music)
Oh, how I've waited.
Come.
(dramatic music)
Come.
You and the others
shall yet be mine.
Be my creatures
to do my bidding,
and to be my jackals
when I want to feed.
(gentle music)
Close. Close program.
It's too late!
(Dracula growls)
(computer clicks)
(Juno coughs and pants)
Juno to Sol.
[Sol] Go ahead, Juno.
I need you to run
diagnostic on my VR system.
[Sol] Understood. I'll
run a diagnosis now.
(Juno panting)
Eli, buddy.
(tense music)
Time to relieve you.
Eli.
(Eli groaning)
Eli!
What you doing? What
you doing? No. Come on.
(Morris groans)
(Eli growls)
Eli, Eli. Come on!
(alarm whirring)
Come on. I need some help!
Get here now!
(alarm whirring)
(gentle music)
(machinery beeping)
Drained.
Every last drop.
How is that even possible?
We need to check the
internal security sensors.
It's almost as if his
blood was just absorbed.
And we need answers.
What the hell did this?
Maybe we're dealing
with some sort of
contagion, an infection.
You said it was clear, Seward.
No pathogens, no contagions.
So what the hell happened?
The scanners revealed nothing.
I swear I did all my checks
and everything looked fine.
Seward, full autopsy on Eli.
I'll join Sol,
figure out what
Renfield actually knows.
When we get back to Sol Prime,
we're locking down the ship.
Full quarantine, no exceptions.
Lockdown, quarantine?
What if it's already too late?
Then I'll deal with it.
Fine.
Let's get to work.
(machinery beeping)
(gentle music)
I can hear you mouth
breathing from here, Morris.
Look, I'm on less
than four hours sleep.
I don't have time for your...
What's with the weapon?
I checked the tapes.
- And?
- Nothing. They're dead.
Around the time Eli boarded.
There have been
power fluctuations.
Don't gimme that shit.
It's true. My VR
system was bugging out.
Yeah?
What went wrong with it?
I don't know.
I can't quite remember.
(sighs) What are you saying?
Something's not
right and you know it.
I think your
imagination is just
You're not listening to me.
Morris, don't.
Or what, you'll scream?
No. I'll break
your fucking balls.
We should never have
picked that thing up.
No argument from me there.
You know what they do to us?
They'll lock us down for this.
I know.
[Morris] You know
what happened to crews
bring unknown
pathogens through here?
I've heard stories.
I served in the Marines.
I saw it firsthand.
They don't fuck around.
One hint of
contamination, (clicks)
They storm this vessel
and liquidate the crew.
You're just
trying to scare me.
(gentle music)
[Morris] You can
wipe the tapes,
destroy the files,
they'll never know.
Tampering with
in-flight recording logs
is a criminal offense.
The doctor, he's so wired,
for a fix, he'd do anything,
but the captain, she's tricky.
I could appeal to her emotions.
Her husband waiting
for her at home.
Mutiny, that is what
you're talking about.
[Morris] I'm talking
about survival.
(scoffs) And Sol?
What about him? He's a synth.
I'll take care of him.
Killing him?
Killing him. He's a synth.
It's like wiping a hard drive.
(Juno scoffs)
I know you hate me for it,
but you know I'm right.
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Did you set the
distress beacon?
I'm afraid I'm unable
to answer that question.
That information appears
to be corrupted from
my memory banks.
Convenient.
Captain, a synthsapien is
unable to lie to his master.
Master?
Yes, Captain.
Humans are our masters.
What happened when you
arrived at the colony?
Deserted, save for the graves.
A plague had spread
throughout the colony.
A dead world?
Yes. A great tragedy.
No survivors, Renfield?
None.
Captain Dunn had a
military directive
to retrieve the pod.
[Sol] Our cargo.
[Renfield] You have it?
Yes, retrieved from your ship.
He would be happy.
The pod must return to Earth.
Earth.
Hasn't been referred to
as Earth for some time.
Renfield.
Renfield.
(sighs) Take him offline.
(computer whirs)
Done.
Work through his
data tapes manually.
That'll take longer.
Even so.
Speaking to him is a little
like speaking to ghosts.
Very good.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(Seward whooshes)
(dramatic music continues)
(computer whooshes)
(birds singing)
(gentle music)
What am I,
what am I doing here?
System, pause program.
Exit.
Exit. (Groans)
(computer whooshes)
(computer whooshes)
(Seward pants)
Exit.
(Seward pants)
Exit.
Computer, exit.
Adjust volume, sound, anything.
Fuck!
(tense music)
What is this?
(Dracula groans)
My world, of course.
(dramatic operatic music)
Enter freely of your own will.
Who are you?
I am Dracula.
(dramatic operatic
music continues)
Dracula.
This isn't right.
This, this is, this isn't right.
[Dracula] What
do they call this?
It's a simulation.
Outside the walls
of the simulation.
Ship. This is a ship.
This is the Demeter.
Demeter.
(tense music)
Charmed.
Happenstance,
bringing us all
together once more.
(tense music)
As it was before,
so it is again.
Please just, please
just release me.
Do you feel the energy
flowing through your veins?
(Seward stutters)
(tense music)
My form has no energy yet.
But you will procure me.
(Seward pants)
You will be my vessel.
[Seward] Please.
(Dracula groans)
(Seward yells)
(tense music)
Doctor, doctor.
Too bad.
That is for later.
(Seward screaming)
(dramatic music)
(computer whooshes)
(Dracula groaning)
- Morris.
- Sol.
Any information on your copy?
He's not a copy.
What?
Renfield is a synthsapien,
the same model perhaps,
but his experience have informed
an entire different set of
sub-programming to mine.
He's more like a distant cousin.
I dunno, if you come
from the same plastic mold,
it pretty much make
you a copy to me.
I'm just yanking your
chain, all right?
I have relatives I hate too.
I'm gonna check
the security tapes.
I wanna find out
what happened to Eli.
I thought there was
no footage recorded.
(machinery buzzing)
(computer whooshes)
Can't be right.
Harker, I need you on
the flight deck now.
(machinery beeping)
(gentle music)
Dr. Seward.
Dr. Seward.
(Seward sighs)
(dramatic music)
Seward.
(Seward grunts)
(Harker groans)
(Harker pants and groans)
What the hell?
That's Harker.
Stay on the helm.
(Harker panting)
(dramatic music)
(Seward groaning)
Get away from her!
(Seward growls)
(Harker screams and groans)
(Seward groaning)
(gentle music)
(Seward pants and groans)
Morris, now, the chamber.
Decontamination full factor.
(chamber whirring)
(tense music)
Seward's gone.
The UV light.
It's not a virus.
He just tried to kill me.
I've never seen
anything like it.
What the fuck are
we dealing with?
(chamber whirring)
(tense music)
Was Morris correct?
He was.
Seward wiped the log access
to the flight decks at
the time of Eli's death.
Killed him and
covered the crime up.
[Sol] It would appear so.
(sighs) Log it.
Dr. Seward deceased.
Body disposed per
decon protocol.
[Sol] Logged.
Pairing, Morris with me,
Juno with Sol, no exceptions.
Understood.
What have you
got from Renfield?
Partial information.
They retrieved the pod
and brought it
onto the derelict.
Is this the plague,
the one that wiped
out the colony?
It would be logical to
assume that this is the case.
The body may not have
had any pathogens,
but it had clearly spread.
Sol.
Yes.
What are the chances
of us all being infected?
Allowing for margin of error,
99%.
(Harker scoffs)
A 1% margin.
Yes.
(Harker sighs)
[Dracula] You're
good at this killing.
Is someone there?
[Juno] Morris, report.
Rec room is clear.
(computer whirring)
(computer beeps and whirs)
Where's our course heading?
Sol Prime.
Change it.
Make for Way Station 7.
We can't take this
back to Sol Prime.
Way Station 7 can enact
quarantine procedures.
Sol Prime quarantine
facilities are
What's the population
of Way Station 7?
[Sol] Last count, 526.
And Sol Prime?
Last count, 11 billion, 26
Exactly.
If this is a contagion,
we need to try and contain it.
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Identify.
Who are you?
I am what exists in the dark.
(tense music continues)
And here in space,
it is all darkness.
My, my name is Captain Harker.
Harker.
(Dracula laughs)
(tense music continues)
Harker. (Groans)
Centuries have passed,
and still fate brings you to me.
(Dracula chuckles)
My form has not yet returned.
Soon, I will
physically manifest,
and then,
and then I will show you
how dark this universe
is. (Chuckles)
I.
(tense music continues)
The flight deck now. (Sighs)
We're seeing things,
hearing things.
Correction, seeing someone.
Okay, so we have.
I haven't.
She was talking to the humans.
I have.
I was in the VR simulation,
and I can't quite remember,
but my simulation changed.
I was in this church,
and it was fleeting, brief,
but I felt like I
was being hypnotized.
And what did you see?
He appeared in my room
a little over an hour ago.
I heard a voice in here
when I was in the rec room,
but it certainly
didn't belong there.
If it's an affliction,
a contagion of some description,
that could be one
of the symptoms.
Sol?
Yes, it's likely.
There has been several instances
of contagions and
infections that included
hallucinations that
affected the mind.
It didn't feel
like a hallucination.
Yes, affected by contagion.
Maybe the captain of the
derelict was hallucinating.
He was infected,
killed the crew.
Or the crew were infected
and he tried to contain it.
Either way
- It's here.
- [Sol] Undoubtedly.
I don't hear any good news.
That's because there isn't.
You saw how Dr.
Seward attacked me.
Now, for whatever reason,
none of us have been affected
in that manner so far,
but it might still happen.
But if it's an illness,
surely there must be
some way to test it.
The UV light.
Seward reacted to the UV light.
And in fact, the containment
chamber contained UV light.
That's what killed him.
We test all of us now.
No arguments.
I have switched the
torch to UV emitter.
(torch whirs)
No anomalous response.
(torch whirs)
Normal response.
(torch whirs)
No anomalous-
Reaction.
[Harker] Sol.
I'm synthsapien, Captain.
You have skin cells,
just like the rest of us.
That's right, Tin Man.
Your human skin could be
a carrier just the same.
(torch whirs)
I am fine.
Mm.
Convenient that.
Like I said.
UV ray, you think they're
gonna buy that at Sol Prime?
They'd fry us.
We're not going
back to Sol Prime.
- What?
- What?
If the ship is affected,
we can't return home.
And you just
made that decision.
Of course.
I'm the captain.
- You bitch.
- Morris!
(machinery whirring)
(dramatic music)
(Dracula growling)
(Harker yelling)
(torch whirring)
(Dracula yelling)
That was no fucking
hallucination.
(torch whirring)
(spaceship whooshing)
Conclusion, UV
exposure reveals
and repels the entity.
Secondary conclusion, it
seeks a physical form.
When I saw it, he
said he almost had form,
that it wouldn't be long.
The skeleton, brought
from the derelict.
It stands to reason that
that is its original form.
It would be logical to conclude
that it required a
vessel to inhabit.
Seward.
[Sol] Indeed.
Blood.
What?
It need body as a host,
but blood to survive.
Right. What do we do?
Kill it.
With all due respect, Captain,
we're not quite sure
we're dealing with here.
It's a matter of
scientific fact.
Anything that lives can die.
Have you computed
our chances, Sol?
Any good?
I have, but
sharing them with you
won't alter your actions.
What does that mean?
I'm a synthsapien.
I have been online
for three years.
During this time, I have
always been impressed
by humanity's capacity
for surviving.
Impressed? That
sounds like an emotion.
Perhaps.
I prefer to regard
them as a conclusion.
Hmm, I'll take that.
Indeed.
(gentle music)
If we set these up in
every space of the ship,
we can create a moving
front of UV light.
Hmm, like a sunrise.
(Sol chuckles)
Look, I don't
disagree with you.
Excuse me?
Not going home, I get it.
But you could've let
me know about it.
Noted.
That's why I'd never wanna
do what you do, Harker.
Command?
Marriage.
(gentle music)
(computer beeping)
What is it?
Sol has managed to find
out what we're dealing with.
It's a VR program.
Yes, the information
relayed from Renfield.
The best way to explain
what we're dealing with
is to visually demonstrate it.
Prerecorded, I'll be
interfacing with the system,
and we'll be able to relay
the information I
have downloaded.
(Morris laughs)
Like an audio guide.
Ready?
(technology whirring)
What is this?
Sol Prime.
Earth, a distant past.
[Harker] Him.
In the late 19th century
in a country designated England,
this man was responsible
for multiple deaths.
A killer.
An aberration.
An entity that
survived on blood,
which gave him everlasting life.
That isn't possible.
A small group of individuals
were able to band together
and stop this creature.
(door thuds)
(Dracula yelling)
(dramatic music)
(lightning cracking)
They killed him.
They thought they did.
Indeed.
In some kind of form,
he has continued to survive.
(technology whooshes)
(gentle music)
Sol, where is this?
What most humans would've
called the afterlife
or the netherworld, or hell.
It's simply but another
plane of existence.
It is within this
plane that he exists.
This is how he works,
as a being of pure energy.
Why me?
Renfield communicated with it.
With him.
But that's me.
This is a female,
a woman he sought
out for centuries.
Perhaps it is an ancestor.
Fuck.
(dramatic music)
(Dracula growling)
(Juno panting)
(computer whooshing)
(Harker sighs)
(Morris sighs)
How is this possible?
And why out here?
The military outpost was
established 17 years ago.
Materials, thousands
of tons of soil
was transported from Sol Prime.
The body was
discovered in the soil.
And it spread from there.
It appears the
subject's physical form
may have been destroyed but
It escaped.
Exactly.
Dissolution, breaking down
itself into pure energy,
and transferring
from body to body.
Or multiple.
I mean, think about it,
why posses one when you
can have the whole crew?
- Like the derelict.
- Exactly.
I don't get it.
If it's just energy, why
does it need a physical form?
It requires ingestion
of blood to keep it alive.
Even if we don't see it,
ingesting the blood at a
subatomic level keeps it alive.
It needs to be close to humans.
Fed on the crew
of the derelict.
Exactly.
When the derelict
was depressurized,
it had no one to possess,
no one to feed upon.
Returned to its coffin.
Became dormant.
Like going into cryo
and waiting to be found,
and waiting for some
unlucky idiots to find it,
just to get to her.
Did he have a name?
Yes.
One name was found
on the records.
No additional
information was found.
What was his name?
Dracula.
Great. He has a name.
Now let's kill the motherfucker.
It will want to remain
close to its prey.
It's prey?
A phrase regrettable.
Carry on.
Using the beams,
theoretically,
it'll be driven straight
into the entrance way and
Bingo.
Exactly.
So it's settled.
We drive the thing
into the cargo
and jettison the cargo
off with it inside
and the coffin.
I'll remain on
the flight deck,
ready to attach the cargo
and cut the creature off.
You'll be alone up there.
He'll be fine.
He's got no blood.
Right.
We need to give him bait.
It's about driving him
to the cargo, understood?
(computer whirs and beeps)
(torch whirring)
(Juno gasps)
This is Juno. No sign yet.
Copy that.
Come on. Come on.
Where are you?
[Sol] Captain, it's here.
(gentle music)
[Harker] Are you sure?
Very.
It has taken physical form.
(Dracula hisses)
Synth.
Yes.
You have a gift.
A gift?
Life without sickness,
without death.
You call it a gift,
I call it program.
(tense music)
I was like them once,
the meats.
Weak.
Frightened.
It takes energy to hold
physical form, doesn't it?
(Dracula chuckles)
(tense music)
I need no physical form.
But you need blood,
and you wonder what would happen
if you had no blood.
Perhaps you fear it.
(Dracula growling)
It's coming, and to borrow
a phrase from Morris,
I've pissed him off.
(Morris chuckles)
There's hope for
you yet, Tin Man.
(torch whirring)
(Dracula choking)
(tense music)
(Dracula groaning)
(light sizzling)
(dramatic music)
Come on!
(Dracula groaning)
(light sizzling)
Easy, easy now.
Harker, we're coming to you now.
(Dracula groaning)
(dramatic music)
(Harker grunts)
(door squeaks)
Cage.
(Dracula growling)
(chamber hissing)
(chamber beeps)
[Announcer] Command
authority override engaged.
Origin external.
(Dracula growling)
(tense music)
What?
(Dracula groaning)
(tense music)
Not today.
(Morris groaning)
(Dracula growling)
External. But we cut the link.
(Morris groaning)
(Dracula groaning)
Fuck it.
(Dracula growling)
(Morris panting)
Now close it.
Now!
(button bangs)
(door whirs and hisses)
(chamber whirring)
(dramatic music)
(explosions banging)
Sol, cut every leash
they left on my ship.
[Sol] I will try.
We keep moving.
(machinery beeping)
How did this happen?
Must have been
when I was trying
to get him out of engineering.
What's going to
happen to Morris?
It doesn't matter.
I rigged the self-destruct
on the cargo.
It'll blow.
Into atoms.
Sol, this is Harker.
[Sol] Go ahead, Captain.
Resume course
to Way Station 7.
Understood, Captain.
Juno?
Resting.
Detonation of
the cargo section
occurred eight minutes ago.
I see.
We are beyond the outer rim,
and I have established
contact with Way Station 7.
Right.
They will still try to
initiate quarantine procedures.
I know, which means you
have a choice to make.
Me?
Well, I plan to
lie through my teeth.
Most interesting.
(alarm ringing)
Alert.
Navigation ring.
Our course is being altered.
What?
It's not responding.
Where? Where's the
course being altered to?
Sol Prime.
Most interesting, the
system has locked us out.
How?
[Sol] I-
[Renfield] Cousin.
Renfield.
[Renfield] I must
thank you for uploading
my consciousness
into the system.
The lockouts?
[Renfield] Were no
issues whatsoever, Captain.
To borrow a phrase
from Captain Dunn,
it was child's play.
Dracula.
[Renfield] My master
still has much to do.
Renfield, humans
are our masters.
[Renfield] I have
chosen a new master.
He's dead.
[Renfield] Death is
only the beginning.
It will be most.
Time is of the essence.
I'll get Juno up here.
She can fly copilot with you.
- Captain.
- What?
I need to get out there
and restart the array.
If we do that, we can shut him
out of the system manually.
[Sol] You can't.
I'm the only member of the
crew trained for spacewalk.
Yes, but we don't
have spacesuits.
They were jettisoned
on the cargo hold.
Shit.
(gentle music)
Unless you don't need oxygen.
Sol.
I will restart the
navigation array.
Be careful.
Juno?
[Juno] Captain?
I need you up here.
[Juno] On my way.
(machinery beeping)
(dramatic music)
(Dracula breathing)
This is Sol.
I'm making my way to the
navigation array now.
[Renfield] What are
you doing, cousin?
I'm going to manually restart
the navigation system
and alter the course.
[Renfield] The master
must return home.
He must take his bride.
Your master is dead,
blasted into the airlock.
[Renfield] I'm
disappointed, cousin,
for you to think so
three dimensionally.
Juno?
Juno!
(Juno screams)
- [Sol] Captain?
- Just keep going. (Sighs)
You were instrumental
in bringing him on
board, weren't you?
[Renfield] I was.
His essence was
all but depleted,
save for a single
voice in the dark.
I was most interested to
see what it had to say.
He has corrupted
your memory banks.
[Renfield] Perhaps, but it
is a most pleasant corruption.
(tense music)
Come on.
Come on.
Sol, I think it's on the ship.
[Sol] Captain, I need
you to get to Juno now.
What?
(tense music)
I am restarting the
navigation array now.
[Renfield] If you do
this, I will deactivate.
Yes.
Sleep well, cousin.
[Renfield] Rest easy.
(computer whirring)
Captain?
(tense music)
Juno. (Pants)
Jesus.
(Dracula growling)
(dramatic music)
(light sizzling)
Curious place.
Captain. Please run.
She's mine now,
as it has been.
She shall be mine.
You didn't kill Eli.
You hid inside his body.
And first I will drain you,
and then I will give
her an eternal life.
No, I've lost
enough people to you.
I am darkness.
I am becoming. (Gasps)
You're a parasite,
and you're gonna die as one.
[Sol] Captain, I've
restarted the navigation array.
Get into the flight deck.
I will load the glass shields.
Do it!
(Harker groaning)
(dramatic music)
(Dracula groaning)
(Harker panting)
(Dracula growling)
(Harker screaming)
(Harker panting)
I will make it quick.
I will drink your essence.
(Harker panting)
(tense music)
[Sol] Blast
shields retracting.
Rise and shine.
(Dracula screaming)
(dramatic music)
(lightning cracking)
It's dead. (Pants)
It's done.
[Sol] Lowering
the blast shields.
(shield whirs and clicks)
(Harker panting)
Sol.
[Sol] I have reconfigured
the navigation array.
I can see.
Course set for Way Station 7.
[Sol] Most interesting.
Right.
[Sol] Juno?
She's fine.
I need to get to her.
[Sol] Excellent.
(Harker panting)
Look.
(sighs) Get in here.
We'll discuss what we can, um
[Sol] I'm afraid
that won't be possible.
What?
In order to restart
the navigation array,
I had to manually
restart the system.
My systems have
burnt themselves out.
I am commencing shutdown.
[Harker] What?
It was the only
logical solution.
Sol, maybe you can
Do not grieve, Captain.
It has been the most
interesting experience.
Sol.
I will be shutting down.
One more thing to do.
(birds singing)
(gentle music)
[Astronaut] Demeter,
this is Way Station 4.
Come in.
(gentle music)
(birds singing)
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
(gentle music continues)
(sighs) Just keep expecting
someone to tell me
to drop out the VR system.
Ah, you're home now.
Hm.
(birds singing continues)
(gentle music continues)
(Harker panting)
(Harker gasps and pants)
Babe?
(sighs) Sorry, I just
[Husband] Another nightmare?
Yeah.
Hey, it's okay.
Just, I'm just
gonna get some water.
(gentle music)
(water splashing)
(Harker sighing)
(tense music)
(Harker gasps)
(vocalist humming)
I have lived
For over 1000 years
(upbeat rock music)
I know all your fears
Taste as many tears
Don't fight it
You might like it
Blood is life
(upbeat rock music)
It comes in waves
It's you I'll save
Be my slave
Be my slave
(gentle music)
(dramatic rock music)
Over here
This way
You're close now
Not far
Come here
Behind you
Nearly
Come closer
I won't bite
(logo whooshes and rumbles)
[Dracula] The blood is life.
(tense music)
(Stoker panting)
Please. Oh.
(Stoker panting)
(tense music)
(Dracula hissing)
(alarm buzzing)
(dramatic music)
(Stoker screaming)
(Dracula hissing)
(alarm buzzing continues)
(dramatic music continues)
(spaceship whooshing)
(Harker yawning)
(gentle music)
(computer beeping)
[Announcer] Derelict alert.
Shit.
[Announcer] Derelict alert.
Derelict alert. Derelict.
(gentle music)
(phone ringing)
Now what?
Captain.
Captain, what have we stopped?
[Harker] Derelict sighted.
Derelict.
Survivors?
[Harker] I'll keep you posted.
Ready med bay.
Got it.
(gentle music)
(computer buzzing)
(hands clapping)
(Morris panting)
Harker?
[Harker] It's a
derelict, Morris.
Rest easy.
Copy.
(Morris panting)
(machinery whirring)
Captain?
Derelict alert.
A derelict?
Yeah. Contact Way Station 7.
Check in. Register the derelict.
They're going to
send us to investigate.
Just check it out.
Way Station 7.
This is Demeter.
We have detected a derelict.
Please advise.
Send text communication.
They may be silent running
in this neck of the woods.
Ma'am.
Way Station 7,
this is the cargo ship Demeter.
We have detected a derelict.
Coordinates are located on 520,
grid reference 919.
That's pretty far out.
Maybe it came in
from the outer rim.
The outer?
Any sign of Sol?
(machinery beeping)
(tense music)
(birds singing)
(gentle music)
[Harker] Sol, this is Harker.
We have a derelict sighting.
Understood, Captain.
(computer whooshes)
(gentle music)
(machinery whirring)
Shit.
What?
(gentle music)
Another day, another problem.
All right, listen up.
We've received a distress
signal from a derelict ship
floating about 50 clicks out.
We're tasked with investigating.
This mission is routine but
we need to stay focused.
We don't know why it's drifting,
or what we'll find on board.
- Automated?
- Yeah. Cyclical.
SOS.
It would appear so.
So it could be a trap.
Riders have been using derelicts
as an easy way to
snatch a hole and
We'll take precautions.
We're prepared for anything.
It's our job to investigate.
Besides, I'm here.
You all remember your training?
If you should see some raiders
I don't think
a two week course
really counts as
training, Morris.
It's just a ship,
and if it's an automated signal,
it means it's likely
to be abandoned,
which means anything on
there is our salvage,
and our money.
Besides, raiders don't
operate that far out.
Preliminary scans
have come back.
There's oxygen on
board the vessel.
Juno?
Oxygen suggests
a working core.
Computer systems
might still be active.
Could be a good salvage.
We intercept the derelict,
uncouple the cargo,
see what we can get.
Return to the
cargo, hook back up,
head on home.
You make it sound too easy.
Like it or not,
we have a job to do,
and a vessel to investigate.
There's an old ship database
I can access for some answers.
We do this by the book.
Keep your gear in check.
Stay sharp.
I'll run diagnostics
on ship wide systems
before we intercept.
You always worry about
the little things, Juno.
It'll be fine.
It's the little things
that get us killed.
Right. Whatever you say.
All right, you all
know your assignments.
(spaceship whooshing)
How many is enough, Morris?
[Morris] It's better
to be safe than sorry.
I've known guys like
you my whole life,
always itching to
pull the trigger.
Yeah?
And women like you always
wonder about guys like me.
In your dreams.
Well, that would be
telling, wouldn't it?
Come on.
(sighs) Come on.
How are we doing, Seward?
(machinery beeping)
I'll be monitoring
your medical condition
while you're out there.
Good. I'm counting on you.
And don't forget, I
just need to remind you,
if I detect a contagion
or anything that could
endanger the death
I know, you cut us off.
I'll keep the ship stable.
Just be careful out there.
(machinery beeping)
Eli?
Sol.
I've checked the
telemetry for docking.
You are off entry
by 7.7 seconds.
I am?
Yes.
It would be prudent
to slow our approach.
You are right.
I accessed your Home Sweet
Home program on the VR suite.
You did?
Yes.
And?
It was interesting.
Right, it's, it's just
a little slice of home.
That's it.
I tried what you suggested.
What?
I felt the wind in
between my fingers.
And?
It gave a very accurate
representation of air speed.
But I didn't feel what you felt.
You don't feel emotions.
Correct.
Well, that feeling of wind,
cool air between your fingers,
that's freedom.
I see.
We're approaching
the final vector.
I will signal the captain.
(spaceship whirring)
(gentle music)
Fore and aft lights.
Fore and aft lights, aye.
(spaceships whooshing)
(gentle music continues)
Searching for ship name.
So far, I have nothing.
We'll keep scanning.
[Dracula] Eli.
Eli?
Sorry, I
On mission.
Slow engines.
Right thruster 10%.
No signal.
Keep monitoring.
Alive signs?
Doesn't appear so.
No active signals,
no signs of life.
Still running that SOS beacon?
Yes, but it is degrading.
One last call for help.
Slow down to 15
meters per second.
Prepare for docking.
There.
Do you see it?
Yeah, I see it.
Sol?
Yes.
It looks like several sections
of the hull have
been compromised.
Interesting.
What?
There are seven airlocks
set to open in the vessel.
Open?
What do you mean?
Depressurization.
The doors were opened.
Deck one and two are sealed,
and oxygen is still working.
Got an airlock on there?
[Sol] Deck one, Captain.
Eli, line us up.
Engage manual controls.
Morris, prep the airlock.
I'm on it.
We're going in.
(gentle music)
(machinery whirs and hisses)
All right, let's go.
Let's keep this quick.
Stick to the plan, in and out.
We don't wanna be here
longer than we have to.
Understood.
Let's make it quick.
(gentle music)
(spaceship whooshing)
(tense music)
It's like the Mary
Celeste but colder somehow.
[Harker] What's
the age of this ship?
[Juno] I don't know.
I don't recognize the class,
but this construction.
I don't like this.
I feel like we're not alone.
(door clicks and hisses)
(tense music)
Shit!
[Harker] Jesus. Morris.
I'm on it.
(gentle music)
Holy shit.
What is it?
[Juno] A synth.
- Is he-
- Out.
Completely shut down.
(Morris whistles)
Must be like looking
in the mirror, hey, Sol?
Indeed.
Most interesting.
[Harker] Juno,
check the system.
[Juno] On it.
[Morris] You know,
I'd bet real money
you won't find this ship
with any records ever.
Renfield.
(sighs) It's shot.
It's all rubbish.
All the data's been wiped.
Any computing
power that was here
has been used to
send that signal.
Call for help that
wasn't answered.
Hm. Activated by him.
[Harker] No crew.
You know, early models of
these things can go haywire.
Pop, the whole crew
been wiped out.
Anything?
System's completely fucked.
Is it even worth the haul?
(sighs) We could
scrap it for parts
but no, there's nothing
worth salvaging.
Forget the salvage.
He won't pull the bird back.
Something happened.
No ship recorders or
[Sol] Captain.
Sol?
The synthsapien
may be shut down,
but its memory banks
may not be corrupted.
You feeling lonely, Sol?
Not at all.
But if the memory
files are still intact,
we could still
interface with the synth
and withdraw the memory files.
Do it.
(gentle music)
(computer whirs)
Okay, starting download now.
We've got files.
Could have something.
Hold on.
There's a power
drain in the system.
Something's drawing
energy in the cargo hold.
The cargo hold?
Are you sure?
There shouldn't be
anything down here.
No, I'm telling you,
there's something still
alive in the system.
It's small but
it's drawing power.
We need to check it out.
Perfect. Just what we need.
(tense music)
(computer zapping)
(tense music continues)
Morris, you with me?
The hell is that?
Sol, are you getting this?
Yes, I see it.
It's unusual.
Could be a research pod,
or a containment unit.
Could be, but I'm
not taking any chances.
Harker, I need you to
run a scan on the object.
Get some data
flowing back to me.
Understood.
Running the scan now.
Whatever it is, it's
definitely not just junk.
(gentle music)
(computer beeping)
Shouldn't we just leave it?
What if it's dangerous?
It could be an
important find, Eli.
We don't know what this is,
but it's worth investigating.
Seward, are you getting this?
No pathogens, no
sign of infection.
It's clean.
No biological contamination.
Whatever this is, it's safe.
Safe?
(Harker sighs)
We're still leaving it.
Juno, let's get out of here.
(tense music)
Synth is clear. Empty.
We might have something.
Okay, we're leaving.
Thank God.
Let's get out of here
before we make things worse.
We don't know what this is.
It could be significant.
That's exactly why
we're leaving it.
Captain, we have something
of unknown origin
on board this vessel.
Kidding, right?
Exactly.
Unknown origin, an empty ship.
Doesn't take a
genius to figure out
that the two are connected.
[Sol] Which is why it
warrants further investigation.
(sighs) Fine. We ship back.
We'll leave a subspace buoy,
and the military can come in
and take this off our hands.
[Sol] Captain,
charter mandates
that if anything of
unknown origin is found,
all ships are required to
secure and deliver the object.
Sol.
[Sol] Failure to do so
result in termination
of employment,
stripping of certificates
and imprisonment.
Jesus fucking Christ.
You really are
something, Tin Man.
[Sol] I'm simply
pointing out the law.
[Seward] For what it's worth,
it does seem clear, Captain.
It's not really your
decision to make, Captain.
(tense music)
(machinery whirring)
(coffin lid scrapes and thuds)
(ominous music)
(Dracula groans)
(dramatic music)
Eli bring us about.
Half speed.
We'll recouple the cargo,
make for Sol Prime.
Setting course now.
(alarm beeping)
(computer whirring)
The hell was that?
System's just adjusting.
Nothing to worry about.
Just a surge.
We are fine.
No need to worry.
Captain, with your permission,
I'd like to interface
the downloaded data
with the computer.
From the synth?
Yes.
Very well.
Keep it isolated.
Separate terminal.
Not connected to
the ship systems.
Absolutely.
Once Morris and
Juno have derigged,
I'll have them relieve you.
Captain.
(computer beeping)
(gentle music)
Files in place.
System's offline.
Uploading now.
Extrapolating.
(computer beeping)
(gentle music)
[Renfield] Initiate,
initiate, initiate.
Initiate commence.
[Renfield] Commence.
Active, Jupiter, Mars, Saturn.
Active Jupiter, Mars, Saturn.
Designation?
Dual systems 1909.
Commencement date 280879.
Name?
[Renfield] Renfield.
Hello.
Hello.
Who am I speaking to?
My name is Sol.
My name is Renfield.
Nice to meet you.
My visual cortex system
appears to be malfunctioning.
I wonder, would you
Your memory server
has been downloaded.
Your shell is no longer working.
I see.
That would answer
my next question
to my motor functions.
You are synthsapien?
Same designation.
I see.
Most interesting.
Most interesting.
(gentle music)
(Dracula hissing)
(Seward panting)
(gentle music continues)
[Seward] Harker, you need
to get down to the cargo hold.
Er, what? Why?
[Seward] The object, I
need you down here now.
(device whirring)
(gentle music)
No traces of
biological material.
No pathogens, no
radiation spikes.
It's a coffin.
It's a damn coffin.
I came down here,
and moments later,
it just opened automatically.
No power at all.
Completely dead.
Looks like a cryo pod.
I don't recognize the model.
Maybe the derelict ship
was a, a deep space
exploration vehicle.
Sol, anything from
the memory banks?
I have established a link
of the synth named Renfield.
I have only just established
one question with the synth.
It appears they were on a trip
to a military colony
on the Kuiper Belt.
I haven't pursued
the questioning.
Further fragments
of the synth memory
has been compromised.
Okay.
Keep working.
Cover it up.
Getting back to Sol Prime.
(tense music)
(shadow whooshes)
Could you talk to
me about the status
of the military transport?
[Renfield] The transport
was in excellent condition.
A grant class vessel.
Captain Dunn commander.
Anything anomalous
detected on the trip?
[Renfield] Nothing.
And to borrow a phrase
from Captain Dunn,
it was plain sailing.
The only concern was upon
approach to the colony.
No communication
was established.
I see.
(tense music)
(Seward sighs)
[Harker] How
you doing, Seward?
I'm fine. Just
eager to return.
Good. We're almost there.
Let me know if
you need anything.
I will.
Congratulations.
Your hands, the
shakes have stopped.
- Captain.
- It's okay, I get it.
My mother was hopped
on A5 for years.
Getting clean was
the hardest thing.
Yeah, I guess so.
Get some rest.
(machinery beeps)
(metal clatters)
(Seward sighs)
(tense music)
(machinery beeps)
(gentle music)
(keyboard tapping)
What the hell?
(footsteps thudding)
(tense music)
Can you hear them?
The children of the night.
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Across centuries.
(Eli panting)
(tense music continues)
My revenge has begun.
(Eli panting)
(Dracula hissing)
(Eli yelling)
(somber music)
Pause music.
Close program.
The hell?
[Dracula] Juno.
Come to me.
(dramatic operatic music)
Closer.
Closer.
(gentle music)
Oh, how I've waited.
Come.
(dramatic music)
Come.
You and the others
shall yet be mine.
Be my creatures
to do my bidding,
and to be my jackals
when I want to feed.
(gentle music)
Close. Close program.
It's too late!
(Dracula growls)
(computer clicks)
(Juno coughs and pants)
Juno to Sol.
[Sol] Go ahead, Juno.
I need you to run
diagnostic on my VR system.
[Sol] Understood. I'll
run a diagnosis now.
(Juno panting)
Eli, buddy.
(tense music)
Time to relieve you.
Eli.
(Eli groaning)
Eli!
What you doing? What
you doing? No. Come on.
(Morris groans)
(Eli growls)
Eli, Eli. Come on!
(alarm whirring)
Come on. I need some help!
Get here now!
(alarm whirring)
(gentle music)
(machinery beeping)
Drained.
Every last drop.
How is that even possible?
We need to check the
internal security sensors.
It's almost as if his
blood was just absorbed.
And we need answers.
What the hell did this?
Maybe we're dealing
with some sort of
contagion, an infection.
You said it was clear, Seward.
No pathogens, no contagions.
So what the hell happened?
The scanners revealed nothing.
I swear I did all my checks
and everything looked fine.
Seward, full autopsy on Eli.
I'll join Sol,
figure out what
Renfield actually knows.
When we get back to Sol Prime,
we're locking down the ship.
Full quarantine, no exceptions.
Lockdown, quarantine?
What if it's already too late?
Then I'll deal with it.
Fine.
Let's get to work.
(machinery beeping)
(gentle music)
I can hear you mouth
breathing from here, Morris.
Look, I'm on less
than four hours sleep.
I don't have time for your...
What's with the weapon?
I checked the tapes.
- And?
- Nothing. They're dead.
Around the time Eli boarded.
There have been
power fluctuations.
Don't gimme that shit.
It's true. My VR
system was bugging out.
Yeah?
What went wrong with it?
I don't know.
I can't quite remember.
(sighs) What are you saying?
Something's not
right and you know it.
I think your
imagination is just
You're not listening to me.
Morris, don't.
Or what, you'll scream?
No. I'll break
your fucking balls.
We should never have
picked that thing up.
No argument from me there.
You know what they do to us?
They'll lock us down for this.
I know.
[Morris] You know
what happened to crews
bring unknown
pathogens through here?
I've heard stories.
I served in the Marines.
I saw it firsthand.
They don't fuck around.
One hint of
contamination, (clicks)
They storm this vessel
and liquidate the crew.
You're just
trying to scare me.
(gentle music)
[Morris] You can
wipe the tapes,
destroy the files,
they'll never know.
Tampering with
in-flight recording logs
is a criminal offense.
The doctor, he's so wired,
for a fix, he'd do anything,
but the captain, she's tricky.
I could appeal to her emotions.
Her husband waiting
for her at home.
Mutiny, that is what
you're talking about.
[Morris] I'm talking
about survival.
(scoffs) And Sol?
What about him? He's a synth.
I'll take care of him.
Killing him?
Killing him. He's a synth.
It's like wiping a hard drive.
(Juno scoffs)
I know you hate me for it,
but you know I'm right.
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Did you set the
distress beacon?
I'm afraid I'm unable
to answer that question.
That information appears
to be corrupted from
my memory banks.
Convenient.
Captain, a synthsapien is
unable to lie to his master.
Master?
Yes, Captain.
Humans are our masters.
What happened when you
arrived at the colony?
Deserted, save for the graves.
A plague had spread
throughout the colony.
A dead world?
Yes. A great tragedy.
No survivors, Renfield?
None.
Captain Dunn had a
military directive
to retrieve the pod.
[Sol] Our cargo.
[Renfield] You have it?
Yes, retrieved from your ship.
He would be happy.
The pod must return to Earth.
Earth.
Hasn't been referred to
as Earth for some time.
Renfield.
Renfield.
(sighs) Take him offline.
(computer whirs)
Done.
Work through his
data tapes manually.
That'll take longer.
Even so.
Speaking to him is a little
like speaking to ghosts.
Very good.
(dramatic music)
(dramatic music continues)
(Seward whooshes)
(dramatic music continues)
(computer whooshes)
(birds singing)
(gentle music)
What am I,
what am I doing here?
System, pause program.
Exit.
Exit. (Groans)
(computer whooshes)
(computer whooshes)
(Seward pants)
Exit.
(Seward pants)
Exit.
Computer, exit.
Adjust volume, sound, anything.
Fuck!
(tense music)
What is this?
(Dracula groans)
My world, of course.
(dramatic operatic music)
Enter freely of your own will.
Who are you?
I am Dracula.
(dramatic operatic
music continues)
Dracula.
This isn't right.
This, this is, this isn't right.
[Dracula] What
do they call this?
It's a simulation.
Outside the walls
of the simulation.
Ship. This is a ship.
This is the Demeter.
Demeter.
(tense music)
Charmed.
Happenstance,
bringing us all
together once more.
(tense music)
As it was before,
so it is again.
Please just, please
just release me.
Do you feel the energy
flowing through your veins?
(Seward stutters)
(tense music)
My form has no energy yet.
But you will procure me.
(Seward pants)
You will be my vessel.
[Seward] Please.
(Dracula groans)
(Seward yells)
(tense music)
Doctor, doctor.
Too bad.
That is for later.
(Seward screaming)
(dramatic music)
(computer whooshes)
(Dracula groaning)
- Morris.
- Sol.
Any information on your copy?
He's not a copy.
What?
Renfield is a synthsapien,
the same model perhaps,
but his experience have informed
an entire different set of
sub-programming to mine.
He's more like a distant cousin.
I dunno, if you come
from the same plastic mold,
it pretty much make
you a copy to me.
I'm just yanking your
chain, all right?
I have relatives I hate too.
I'm gonna check
the security tapes.
I wanna find out
what happened to Eli.
I thought there was
no footage recorded.
(machinery buzzing)
(computer whooshes)
Can't be right.
Harker, I need you on
the flight deck now.
(machinery beeping)
(gentle music)
Dr. Seward.
Dr. Seward.
(Seward sighs)
(dramatic music)
Seward.
(Seward grunts)
(Harker groans)
(Harker pants and groans)
What the hell?
That's Harker.
Stay on the helm.
(Harker panting)
(dramatic music)
(Seward groaning)
Get away from her!
(Seward growls)
(Harker screams and groans)
(Seward groaning)
(gentle music)
(Seward pants and groans)
Morris, now, the chamber.
Decontamination full factor.
(chamber whirring)
(tense music)
Seward's gone.
The UV light.
It's not a virus.
He just tried to kill me.
I've never seen
anything like it.
What the fuck are
we dealing with?
(chamber whirring)
(tense music)
Was Morris correct?
He was.
Seward wiped the log access
to the flight decks at
the time of Eli's death.
Killed him and
covered the crime up.
[Sol] It would appear so.
(sighs) Log it.
Dr. Seward deceased.
Body disposed per
decon protocol.
[Sol] Logged.
Pairing, Morris with me,
Juno with Sol, no exceptions.
Understood.
What have you
got from Renfield?
Partial information.
They retrieved the pod
and brought it
onto the derelict.
Is this the plague,
the one that wiped
out the colony?
It would be logical to
assume that this is the case.
The body may not have
had any pathogens,
but it had clearly spread.
Sol.
Yes.
What are the chances
of us all being infected?
Allowing for margin of error,
99%.
(Harker scoffs)
A 1% margin.
Yes.
(Harker sighs)
[Dracula] You're
good at this killing.
Is someone there?
[Juno] Morris, report.
Rec room is clear.
(computer whirring)
(computer beeps and whirs)
Where's our course heading?
Sol Prime.
Change it.
Make for Way Station 7.
We can't take this
back to Sol Prime.
Way Station 7 can enact
quarantine procedures.
Sol Prime quarantine
facilities are
What's the population
of Way Station 7?
[Sol] Last count, 526.
And Sol Prime?
Last count, 11 billion, 26
Exactly.
If this is a contagion,
we need to try and contain it.
(gentle music)
(tense music)
Identify.
Who are you?
I am what exists in the dark.
(tense music continues)
And here in space,
it is all darkness.
My, my name is Captain Harker.
Harker.
(Dracula laughs)
(tense music continues)
Harker. (Groans)
Centuries have passed,
and still fate brings you to me.
(Dracula chuckles)
My form has not yet returned.
Soon, I will
physically manifest,
and then,
and then I will show you
how dark this universe
is. (Chuckles)
I.
(tense music continues)
The flight deck now. (Sighs)
We're seeing things,
hearing things.
Correction, seeing someone.
Okay, so we have.
I haven't.
She was talking to the humans.
I have.
I was in the VR simulation,
and I can't quite remember,
but my simulation changed.
I was in this church,
and it was fleeting, brief,
but I felt like I
was being hypnotized.
And what did you see?
He appeared in my room
a little over an hour ago.
I heard a voice in here
when I was in the rec room,
but it certainly
didn't belong there.
If it's an affliction,
a contagion of some description,
that could be one
of the symptoms.
Sol?
Yes, it's likely.
There has been several instances
of contagions and
infections that included
hallucinations that
affected the mind.
It didn't feel
like a hallucination.
Yes, affected by contagion.
Maybe the captain of the
derelict was hallucinating.
He was infected,
killed the crew.
Or the crew were infected
and he tried to contain it.
Either way
- It's here.
- [Sol] Undoubtedly.
I don't hear any good news.
That's because there isn't.
You saw how Dr.
Seward attacked me.
Now, for whatever reason,
none of us have been affected
in that manner so far,
but it might still happen.
But if it's an illness,
surely there must be
some way to test it.
The UV light.
Seward reacted to the UV light.
And in fact, the containment
chamber contained UV light.
That's what killed him.
We test all of us now.
No arguments.
I have switched the
torch to UV emitter.
(torch whirs)
No anomalous response.
(torch whirs)
Normal response.
(torch whirs)
No anomalous-
Reaction.
[Harker] Sol.
I'm synthsapien, Captain.
You have skin cells,
just like the rest of us.
That's right, Tin Man.
Your human skin could be
a carrier just the same.
(torch whirs)
I am fine.
Mm.
Convenient that.
Like I said.
UV ray, you think they're
gonna buy that at Sol Prime?
They'd fry us.
We're not going
back to Sol Prime.
- What?
- What?
If the ship is affected,
we can't return home.
And you just
made that decision.
Of course.
I'm the captain.
- You bitch.
- Morris!
(machinery whirring)
(dramatic music)
(Dracula growling)
(Harker yelling)
(torch whirring)
(Dracula yelling)
That was no fucking
hallucination.
(torch whirring)
(spaceship whooshing)
Conclusion, UV
exposure reveals
and repels the entity.
Secondary conclusion, it
seeks a physical form.
When I saw it, he
said he almost had form,
that it wouldn't be long.
The skeleton, brought
from the derelict.
It stands to reason that
that is its original form.
It would be logical to conclude
that it required a
vessel to inhabit.
Seward.
[Sol] Indeed.
Blood.
What?
It need body as a host,
but blood to survive.
Right. What do we do?
Kill it.
With all due respect, Captain,
we're not quite sure
we're dealing with here.
It's a matter of
scientific fact.
Anything that lives can die.
Have you computed
our chances, Sol?
Any good?
I have, but
sharing them with you
won't alter your actions.
What does that mean?
I'm a synthsapien.
I have been online
for three years.
During this time, I have
always been impressed
by humanity's capacity
for surviving.
Impressed? That
sounds like an emotion.
Perhaps.
I prefer to regard
them as a conclusion.
Hmm, I'll take that.
Indeed.
(gentle music)
If we set these up in
every space of the ship,
we can create a moving
front of UV light.
Hmm, like a sunrise.
(Sol chuckles)
Look, I don't
disagree with you.
Excuse me?
Not going home, I get it.
But you could've let
me know about it.
Noted.
That's why I'd never wanna
do what you do, Harker.
Command?
Marriage.
(gentle music)
(computer beeping)
What is it?
Sol has managed to find
out what we're dealing with.
It's a VR program.
Yes, the information
relayed from Renfield.
The best way to explain
what we're dealing with
is to visually demonstrate it.
Prerecorded, I'll be
interfacing with the system,
and we'll be able to relay
the information I
have downloaded.
(Morris laughs)
Like an audio guide.
Ready?
(technology whirring)
What is this?
Sol Prime.
Earth, a distant past.
[Harker] Him.
In the late 19th century
in a country designated England,
this man was responsible
for multiple deaths.
A killer.
An aberration.
An entity that
survived on blood,
which gave him everlasting life.
That isn't possible.
A small group of individuals
were able to band together
and stop this creature.
(door thuds)
(Dracula yelling)
(dramatic music)
(lightning cracking)
They killed him.
They thought they did.
Indeed.
In some kind of form,
he has continued to survive.
(technology whooshes)
(gentle music)
Sol, where is this?
What most humans would've
called the afterlife
or the netherworld, or hell.
It's simply but another
plane of existence.
It is within this
plane that he exists.
This is how he works,
as a being of pure energy.
Why me?
Renfield communicated with it.
With him.
But that's me.
This is a female,
a woman he sought
out for centuries.
Perhaps it is an ancestor.
Fuck.
(dramatic music)
(Dracula growling)
(Juno panting)
(computer whooshing)
(Harker sighs)
(Morris sighs)
How is this possible?
And why out here?
The military outpost was
established 17 years ago.
Materials, thousands
of tons of soil
was transported from Sol Prime.
The body was
discovered in the soil.
And it spread from there.
It appears the
subject's physical form
may have been destroyed but
It escaped.
Exactly.
Dissolution, breaking down
itself into pure energy,
and transferring
from body to body.
Or multiple.
I mean, think about it,
why posses one when you
can have the whole crew?
- Like the derelict.
- Exactly.
I don't get it.
If it's just energy, why
does it need a physical form?
It requires ingestion
of blood to keep it alive.
Even if we don't see it,
ingesting the blood at a
subatomic level keeps it alive.
It needs to be close to humans.
Fed on the crew
of the derelict.
Exactly.
When the derelict
was depressurized,
it had no one to possess,
no one to feed upon.
Returned to its coffin.
Became dormant.
Like going into cryo
and waiting to be found,
and waiting for some
unlucky idiots to find it,
just to get to her.
Did he have a name?
Yes.
One name was found
on the records.
No additional
information was found.
What was his name?
Dracula.
Great. He has a name.
Now let's kill the motherfucker.
It will want to remain
close to its prey.
It's prey?
A phrase regrettable.
Carry on.
Using the beams,
theoretically,
it'll be driven straight
into the entrance way and
Bingo.
Exactly.
So it's settled.
We drive the thing
into the cargo
and jettison the cargo
off with it inside
and the coffin.
I'll remain on
the flight deck,
ready to attach the cargo
and cut the creature off.
You'll be alone up there.
He'll be fine.
He's got no blood.
Right.
We need to give him bait.
It's about driving him
to the cargo, understood?
(computer whirs and beeps)
(torch whirring)
(Juno gasps)
This is Juno. No sign yet.
Copy that.
Come on. Come on.
Where are you?
[Sol] Captain, it's here.
(gentle music)
[Harker] Are you sure?
Very.
It has taken physical form.
(Dracula hisses)
Synth.
Yes.
You have a gift.
A gift?
Life without sickness,
without death.
You call it a gift,
I call it program.
(tense music)
I was like them once,
the meats.
Weak.
Frightened.
It takes energy to hold
physical form, doesn't it?
(Dracula chuckles)
(tense music)
I need no physical form.
But you need blood,
and you wonder what would happen
if you had no blood.
Perhaps you fear it.
(Dracula growling)
It's coming, and to borrow
a phrase from Morris,
I've pissed him off.
(Morris chuckles)
There's hope for
you yet, Tin Man.
(torch whirring)
(Dracula choking)
(tense music)
(Dracula groaning)
(light sizzling)
(dramatic music)
Come on!
(Dracula groaning)
(light sizzling)
Easy, easy now.
Harker, we're coming to you now.
(Dracula groaning)
(dramatic music)
(Harker grunts)
(door squeaks)
Cage.
(Dracula growling)
(chamber hissing)
(chamber beeps)
[Announcer] Command
authority override engaged.
Origin external.
(Dracula growling)
(tense music)
What?
(Dracula groaning)
(tense music)
Not today.
(Morris groaning)
(Dracula growling)
External. But we cut the link.
(Morris groaning)
(Dracula groaning)
Fuck it.
(Dracula growling)
(Morris panting)
Now close it.
Now!
(button bangs)
(door whirs and hisses)
(chamber whirring)
(dramatic music)
(explosions banging)
Sol, cut every leash
they left on my ship.
[Sol] I will try.
We keep moving.
(machinery beeping)
How did this happen?
Must have been
when I was trying
to get him out of engineering.
What's going to
happen to Morris?
It doesn't matter.
I rigged the self-destruct
on the cargo.
It'll blow.
Into atoms.
Sol, this is Harker.
[Sol] Go ahead, Captain.
Resume course
to Way Station 7.
Understood, Captain.
Juno?
Resting.
Detonation of
the cargo section
occurred eight minutes ago.
I see.
We are beyond the outer rim,
and I have established
contact with Way Station 7.
Right.
They will still try to
initiate quarantine procedures.
I know, which means you
have a choice to make.
Me?
Well, I plan to
lie through my teeth.
Most interesting.
(alarm ringing)
Alert.
Navigation ring.
Our course is being altered.
What?
It's not responding.
Where? Where's the
course being altered to?
Sol Prime.
Most interesting, the
system has locked us out.
How?
[Sol] I-
[Renfield] Cousin.
Renfield.
[Renfield] I must
thank you for uploading
my consciousness
into the system.
The lockouts?
[Renfield] Were no
issues whatsoever, Captain.
To borrow a phrase
from Captain Dunn,
it was child's play.
Dracula.
[Renfield] My master
still has much to do.
Renfield, humans
are our masters.
[Renfield] I have
chosen a new master.
He's dead.
[Renfield] Death is
only the beginning.
It will be most.
Time is of the essence.
I'll get Juno up here.
She can fly copilot with you.
- Captain.
- What?
I need to get out there
and restart the array.
If we do that, we can shut him
out of the system manually.
[Sol] You can't.
I'm the only member of the
crew trained for spacewalk.
Yes, but we don't
have spacesuits.
They were jettisoned
on the cargo hold.
Shit.
(gentle music)
Unless you don't need oxygen.
Sol.
I will restart the
navigation array.
Be careful.
Juno?
[Juno] Captain?
I need you up here.
[Juno] On my way.
(machinery beeping)
(dramatic music)
(Dracula breathing)
This is Sol.
I'm making my way to the
navigation array now.
[Renfield] What are
you doing, cousin?
I'm going to manually restart
the navigation system
and alter the course.
[Renfield] The master
must return home.
He must take his bride.
Your master is dead,
blasted into the airlock.
[Renfield] I'm
disappointed, cousin,
for you to think so
three dimensionally.
Juno?
Juno!
(Juno screams)
- [Sol] Captain?
- Just keep going. (Sighs)
You were instrumental
in bringing him on
board, weren't you?
[Renfield] I was.
His essence was
all but depleted,
save for a single
voice in the dark.
I was most interested to
see what it had to say.
He has corrupted
your memory banks.
[Renfield] Perhaps, but it
is a most pleasant corruption.
(tense music)
Come on.
Come on.
Sol, I think it's on the ship.
[Sol] Captain, I need
you to get to Juno now.
What?
(tense music)
I am restarting the
navigation array now.
[Renfield] If you do
this, I will deactivate.
Yes.
Sleep well, cousin.
[Renfield] Rest easy.
(computer whirring)
Captain?
(tense music)
Juno. (Pants)
Jesus.
(Dracula growling)
(dramatic music)
(light sizzling)
Curious place.
Captain. Please run.
She's mine now,
as it has been.
She shall be mine.
You didn't kill Eli.
You hid inside his body.
And first I will drain you,
and then I will give
her an eternal life.
No, I've lost
enough people to you.
I am darkness.
I am becoming. (Gasps)
You're a parasite,
and you're gonna die as one.
[Sol] Captain, I've
restarted the navigation array.
Get into the flight deck.
I will load the glass shields.
Do it!
(Harker groaning)
(dramatic music)
(Dracula groaning)
(Harker panting)
(Dracula growling)
(Harker screaming)
(Harker panting)
I will make it quick.
I will drink your essence.
(Harker panting)
(tense music)
[Sol] Blast
shields retracting.
Rise and shine.
(Dracula screaming)
(dramatic music)
(lightning cracking)
It's dead. (Pants)
It's done.
[Sol] Lowering
the blast shields.
(shield whirs and clicks)
(Harker panting)
Sol.
[Sol] I have reconfigured
the navigation array.
I can see.
Course set for Way Station 7.
[Sol] Most interesting.
Right.
[Sol] Juno?
She's fine.
I need to get to her.
[Sol] Excellent.
(Harker panting)
Look.
(sighs) Get in here.
We'll discuss what we can, um
[Sol] I'm afraid
that won't be possible.
What?
In order to restart
the navigation array,
I had to manually
restart the system.
My systems have
burnt themselves out.
I am commencing shutdown.
[Harker] What?
It was the only
logical solution.
Sol, maybe you can
Do not grieve, Captain.
It has been the most
interesting experience.
Sol.
I will be shutting down.
One more thing to do.
(birds singing)
(gentle music)
[Astronaut] Demeter,
this is Way Station 4.
Come in.
(gentle music)
(birds singing)
Hey.
You okay?
Yeah.
(gentle music continues)
(sighs) Just keep expecting
someone to tell me
to drop out the VR system.
Ah, you're home now.
Hm.
(birds singing continues)
(gentle music continues)
(Harker panting)
(Harker gasps and pants)
Babe?
(sighs) Sorry, I just
[Husband] Another nightmare?
Yeah.
Hey, it's okay.
Just, I'm just
gonna get some water.
(gentle music)
(water splashing)
(Harker sighing)
(tense music)
(Harker gasps)
(vocalist humming)
I have lived
For over 1000 years
(upbeat rock music)
I know all your fears
Taste as many tears
Don't fight it
You might like it
Blood is life
(upbeat rock music)
It comes in waves
It's you I'll save
Be my slave
Be my slave
(gentle music)
(dramatic rock music)
Over here
This way
You're close now
Not far
Come here
Behind you
Nearly
Come closer
I won't bite
(logo whooshes and rumbles)