Mr. Door (V.O.): A young woman on a mission to save a missing loved one. Desperately trying to stay one step ahead of the shadowy government agents hunting her, agents from the very same agency that took the only person she cares about. On her quest, she is guided by her mysterious alien guardian angel. Her guiding star shows her the way, as it always has. She does not know what strangeness awaits her, as she follows its unwavering light to the small town… of Night Springs.
Mr. Door (V.O.): Tonight’s dream-like episode: North Star.
The Sibling (V.O.): This is going to get strange. There’s no helping it. The universe is much deeper and weirder than people know. My brother and I know. We’ve seen it. We’ve seen you. But there are some people, an agency, that doesn’t want anyone knowing more than what they see. That’s why they took my brother and have been chasing me my whole life. But I can’t keep running.
The Sibling (V.O.): Locked up tight. You really think he’s in there? Then let’s figure out how to get that gate open. You think something here’s important? What, the numbers?
The Sibling (V.O.): I’ve never been able to track down the government agency that took my brother. Until now. You helped me find this place. Now you’ll help me get him back, right?
The Sibling: Hello? Is anybody here?
The Sibling (V.O.): A roasting bar. This place is really making me want a coffee, but I guess that’s the point. What the fuck are those? The gazebo? You think there’s something there?
Sheriff: Ma’am! Here, get inside the light! They don’t like the light. You shouldn’t be here. How did you even get inside?
The Sibling (V.O.): Shit. A cop. Should I lie?
The Sibling: I kinda let myself in.
Sheriff: You got more than you bargained for, huh?
The Sibling: What’s going on here? What are those… shadow people?
Sheriff: That’s what I’m here trying to figure out. The government’s been putting something in the coffee. Turning people into coffee monsters.
The Sibling (V.O.): The government? Is this the same government agency that’s been chasing me all these years?
The Sibling: Something in the coffee is doing this? Really?
Sheriff: Took me awhile to wrap my head around it too. At first I thought… Well, I don’t know what I thought. But now it’s clear this is deep state science.
The Sibling: I’m looking for someone. My brother. Have you seen anybody?
Sheriff: Only if you count those monsters. I’m sorry, ma’am. They’ve been abducting people from Night Springs too. I’m here to get them back home. But now it’s time you left. It’s not safe here.
The Sibling: I’m not going anywhere until I find my brother.
Sheriff: I respect that. There’s a warehouse just past the park. It’s locked up tight, has some fancy government security system but the intercom is busted. I figure that’s where they’re keeping our missing folks. There’s a spare pistol and flashlight on the bench. I’d feel better if you took ‘em. Those monsters don’t do well with light. And whatever you do, do not drink the coffee.
The Sibling (V.O.): This should make things easier.
The Sibling (V.O.): Let’s check out that warehouse the sheriff mentioned. You still with me? Good to hear.
The Sibling (V.O.): What is this stuff? It smells like… coffee. This must be the warehouse. But how do I get inside?
Security System: This is a restricted area.
The Sibling: Hi, uh, I need to get inside.
Security System: Please insert passkey.
The Sibling: Sorry, I lost it.
Security System: Please insert passkey.
The Sibling: Fucking machine.
Security System: Passkey invalid. Do you submit to security questions for authorization?
The Sibling: Sure. What’s the question?
Security System: Please recite the fourth word of Dark Triangle Coffee’s mission statement, as seen in our orientation video.
The Sibling: What kind of question is that?
Security System: That is incorrect.
The Sibling: Just let me inside the fucking building.
Security System: That is incorrect.
The Sibling (V.O.): Guess we need to find that orientation video.
Sheriff: Hey. Glad to see you’re OK.
The Sibling: The security system wants some kind of password to get into the warehouse.
Sheriff: So you got it working? Wonder why it wouldn’t turn on for me. What did it ask for exactly?
The Sibling: It asked for the fourth word of the Dark Triangle Coffee mission statement. Any idea what that is?
Sheriff: Of course it wants you to watch the video… The info you’re after is on a videotape, but it’s chock full of government brainwashing! I watched a bit and it… it was doing something to me. It’s dangerous. You can’t watch that tape.
The Sibling: I need that videotape, Sheriff.
Sheriff: This is exactly how they get you. But fine, if you really want it, I hid it in the Ferris wheel, cup number 4. You’ll need the key. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
The Sibling (V.O.): A tasting room? Better not. Probably shouldn’t drink any strange coffee. That sheriff said not to drink this stuff.
The Sibling (V.O.): So, you up for a movie?
Narrator: Dark Triangle Coffee is a fast-growing company with ambitious to sweep the nation, and eventually the globe with our out-of-this-world beverages. Drawn by our coffee’s distinctive flavor and our unique beans, people are rushing to join the Dark Triangle movement. The company’s mission statement is simple: to drink the truth.
The Sibling (V.O.): There! That’s what we need. The password is “truth”. Now we can— PERCOLATE… Hey, what is… Something is happening… BECOME… COFFEE… Something is, ugh, in my head. Please. You need to… JOIN… DRINK… BEANS… No. No, please. VOID… ROAST… You stopped it. That was awful. Like a voice screaming in my head. But we got what we needed. The fourth world of the mission statement. “Truth”. Let’s get back to that warehouse. That video was doing something to me. If you hadn’t been there, what would have happened? What is this agency trying to do here? Control people? But why? What’s their plan? What if my brother has already been… No. I didn’t come all this way to lose him now.
Security System: Please recite the fourth word of Dark Triangle Coffee’s mission statement, as seen in our orientation video.
The Sibling: “Truth.”
Security System: That is correct. Further verification required. Please recite the optimal roasting temperature for Dark Triangle Coffee beans, in Fahrenheit.
The Sibling: I’m not a fucking barista!
Security System: That is incorrect.
The Sibling (V.O.): I bet I can find the temperature I need at that roasting bar. The optimal roasting temperature. You don’t happen to know, do you? Didn’t think so.
Sheriff: Welcome back.
The Sibling: That intercom is asking for another password.
Sheriff: I’ll help, if I can. And… sorry about before. I just don’t want anyone else getting hurt. But you watched the video, right? You must have a strong mind.
The Sibling: Something like that. It’s asking for the coffee’s optimal roasting temperature. Any idea?
Sheriff: Sorry, I’m a tea guy. I did come across a sort of roasting bar nearby. The info you need might be there.
The Sibling (V.O.): I’ve loitered in enough coffee shops to recognize a roasting machine. Let’s check this out. “The temperature is more than the sum of our triangle.” What does that mean? This is like being back in school. Prime? Prime what? Prime number?
The Sibling (V.O.): I think that worked! Four hundred eighty-seven. Who knew geometry would actually come in handy?
Security System: Please recite the optimal roasting temperature for Dark Triangle Coffee beans, in Fahrenheit.
The Sibling: Four hundred and eighty-seven.
Security System: That is correct. Further verification required.
The Sibling: Oh come on!
Security System: TRY THE COFFEE.
The Sibling: I have tried the coffee.
Security System: YOU ARE NOT COFFEE. TRY THE COFFEE.
The Sibling (V.O.): Worth a shot. Try the coffee… That’s going to be a problem. But I can’t stop now. You’ll keep me safe, right?
The Sibling (V.O.): Yeah, this looks completely normal. Here goes nothing. I’m trusting you. Hm. That wasn’t so— Ugh! PERCOLATE… BECOME… COFFEE… JOIN… DRINK… BEANS… Help me! Shit. There is definitely something wrong with this coffee. I knew I could count on you. That fucking door better open now. Shit.
The Sibling: Are you alright, Sheriff? I heard gunshots.
Sheriff: I’m fine. I was looking for you when one of those things jumped me. It got a little coffee in my mouth, but I spit it out. Should be fine. But listen, I figured something out.
The Sibling: What did you figure out? Are you sure you’re OK?
Sheriff: It’s nothing. Those government bastards will never get me. But it’s not just the government. There’s something else here. I don’t know what, but it’s… You need to get your brother and get out of here as soon as you can. Promise me.
The Sibling: Yeah, I promise, Sheriff.
Sheriff: Good. That’s good. I’m just gonna catch my breath here a minute.
Security System: TRY THE COFFEE.
The Sibling: I have tried the coffee.
Security System: YOU ARE COFFEE. FORFEIT YOUR WEAPONS. YOU MAY ENTER. WELCOME, COFFEE.
The Sibling: Here we go. You ready? Glad one of us is.
Coffee Mascot: He is the Mug.
The Sibling: What the fuck are those things?
Coffee Mascot: You feel like the Mug. You are a rogue bean. A new blend is upon us. You are not brewed.
The Sibling: The key must be around here somewhere.
Coffee Mascot: He is the Mug. You seek the Mug. The promised Mug has been found. You are not Coffee. Join the percolation. The Coffee speaks through him.
The Sibling: Finally! Let’s get back to that door.
Sheriff: Here, I brought you a coffee. Take it. Don’t be rude.
The Sibling: Sheriff? Sheriff? How’d you get in here?
Sheriff: Coffee time is family time. It’s the best part of the day.
The Sibling: Hey! Snap out of it!
Sheriff: Coffee solves all your problems. It lowers heart disease and leads to higher life expectancy.
The Sibling: Fuck. I’m so sorry, Sheriff.
The Sibling (V.O.): This is a nightmare. I need to find my brother. He has to be OK. What the hell? Have you ever seen anything like this?
The Sibling (V.O.): This isn’t the government.
The Brother: Hello, sister. I’d like to tell you about a dream I had.
Mr. Door (V.O.): A conspiracy within a conspiracy. How can one expose a lie when the truth exists beyond our wildest imagination? Who can ever truly know how deep the rabbit hole goes… in Night Springs.