Dark Island

Stay away!

What the hell is going on here? Put the gun down! Now!

Put the gun down!

This first patrol.

If you are receiving this transmission,

test 48 did not goes plan!

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The company maintains a program to include the military.

protests on the

-door policy closed the Altracorp

on military applications

in its sole energy security program.

... technology. No answers so far. Simply makes no sense...

Altracorp insists

that are key to any investigation...

A federal investigation absolved the Altracorp of all charges.

We found no evidence substantially on the charges.

Altracorp remains silent...

on charges of testing outside the United States.

"No comment" seems to be the new slogan Altracorp.

STILLWATER, BRITISH COLUMBIA

Can I offer you something, dear?

Yes, just an orange juice. Thank you.

Two dollars. Set now.

Put it on my account, Boby.

Oh no. . Really, it's okay.

Do it. I'm serious.

It is easier to accept the to discuss with him.

Thank you.

You are not here, is not it?

No, I'm from California.

California... Los Angeles?

San Francisco. -Good.

I love the girls Los Angeles, too.

The attitude...

I like several things.

Paid back if you tell me your name.

Dr. Miller. It came very quickly.

Ray-Hua, Altracorp. -Sophie Miller.

Glad to finally know it.

I'm Tucker. I talked to her first.

Thank you for keep him company. I assume here, friend.

Let's dance a little. Can we?

- You dance with me? I'd love to.

You do not create way, Tuck.

I always stop fun time.

They are my new friends deserve respect. Is that clear?

Sure as whiskey. -Say good-bye.

Nice to meet you.

Will Cain. I'm in charge.

Hello, everyone. On behalf of Altracorp,

Thank you for joining us this mission.

Sophie, this is Allen Tirsten, Our specialist.

Technology officer.

Rachel is in charge of recognition and rescue me.

You are military, right? Where he served?

She speaks only when necessary.

A perfect girlfriend, right?

- And you, Miss. Miller, What to do? - Dr. Miller!

It is our doctor.

We lost touch with the reconnaissance team.

They were here, Mare Island...

35 miles west.

This island became the main Altracorp area tests.

What do they test?

The camp was here, communications were cut.

The flights are prohibited in this area

and no radio contact works well when it works.

The island is covered by a thick layer of soot...

There should be little or no animal.

Our mission is an operation Simple search and rescue...

scour the island and find the team missing.

If that fails, we will recover any data...

to explain what happened.

- Allen, this is your part. - Failed?

Weird, is not it?

I want to find survivors.

For it is here.

But the mission first.

Mr. Kane will provide transportation to enter and leave the island.

The rest we know.

We start tomorrow morning, then try to sleep well.

Hello, Miss!

Well, we never finish talking.

Not now, I'm going to bed.

Wait a minute, now.

Just wanted to talk...

But when he mentioned the bed...

I was kind of excited.

Want to see?

Do not push me!

Not in terms of use it, Tuck... Only the knife.

Go home, Tuck! Before I turn to his wife.

Well. . I do not know what to say.

Thank you. Do not thank me.

Just do not want to lose my new job before being paid.

Already arranged to place all these bags?

The Altracorp not traveled lately.

Permission to board, Captain!

Where no inconvenient, Doctor.

Good day to you too.

Sorry.

I slept badly as hell.

I see.

Aspirin. I have headaches.

Want?

About two miles of the site landing here.

Hey, Ray

- Where the receptionist? - Not so fast, "StarTrek".

Want to help us with things?

We camp here.

Allen, you and Dr. Miller assemble the station.

Rachel and I go to the first Camp Mitchell.

Stay in touch.

Here... If they need.

What is that?

Why do not expect the tribal drums now?

Do not touch! -Looks cool.

- Have two or three days, maybe. - It is the oil?

The better question is... Who did this?

They are like scarecrows-crow or something.

It's a warning.

- What happened to life "not wild"? - The birds come through the wind.

It seems organic decay, but I never saw anything like it.

Once we settled things we can do some tests.

- There is a bird, Ray - Allen, stay here.

Help with Dr. Miller all she needs.

No problem.

Are you going back? Yes, before it gets dark.

Your boss has my number.

Well, it seems that I will see when they see it.

It is.

I hope you find your team.

Can you help me with this?

It was Ray

Stay here!

Hey, wait... Do not leave me here.

Stop, Kane!

It's one of ours.

Mitchell!

- I, Raymond. - You! I know you.

I know you!

What's wrong with him?

Mitchell, calm down. We came to rescue him...

- We have to go... Do not move!

Is there, for everything!

We have to leave, we have to leave.

Mitch, what's out there? What happened here?

I killed several birds, but it is not enough.

Okay. He is with us.

- We have to leave this island. - Okay, Mitch. We will leave.

But first we need to know what happened to you.

- She is a doctor, can help you. Do not hear me...

- Mitch... - Get me out of this island, now!

Will!

- It was empty. - I had not loaded.

That's... Let's go back to the boat.

We have to take him to a hospital.

You can find out what you want so it calms down.

But now, I need to take all of this island.

They are all under my responsibility.

We have not found his partner, Walsh.

Dead. He's dead.

All are dead.

Very well. Let's get going!

- Sophie... You're not the captain on this island.

This is my mission. We are where we are.

Want to make a vote?

He may be right, Ray

Mitch can take care of here.

- Try to understand... All right,

Sophie Allen, lead Mitch back to camp.

Rachel and I will continue the search.

Will, I would like to stay.

This team is yours, is clearly not mine.

I'll be on the boat even need me.

We will all die!

He can not pass through the trees.

A line of crows.

Can not be serious!

Where is your boat, man?

What we do now?

We have to find it!

Maybe... is at bay. We could swim there.

We're not going to swim anywhere.

Would not last twenty minutes this cold water.

Well, Captain...

What the hell was that?

What made this island, and what in fact we doing here?

Will!

Be honest Well, I will not say we're stuck here?

We can use the satellite phone to send a distress signal?

Yes, now you're thinking.

Let's make this work. This is a catch-signal...

This is a forbidden area for flight!

Nobody will hear a word out of here.

There is a transmitter in Mitch camp.

It has a direct connection with Altracorp.

I'm not going back there. It is already dark.