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few
districts.
    EVE
    A matter of days, then.
    They rejoin the group and turn towards the platform,
where meanwhile C573Y has begun speaking.
    He raises his arm towards the hologram of a dozen
individuals displayed in the night sky.
    C573Y
    We cannot lower our guard yet. Here are our enemies,
all of them free. The first one on the left is their leader, Nihil,
the one responsible for all our disasters. While they remain free,
we will never be safe!
    int. alphacity SECURITY HEADQUARTERS -- NIGHT
    Eve wakes up abruptly. A top priority message has
appeared in her visual field: NIHIL'S POSITION RESTRICTED TO THE
13TH DISTRICT.
    She sits up in bed, keeps still just enough time to
recover her strength, then jumps to her feet and puts on her
armor.
    A few moments later she is striding along a corridor,
towards a glass door.
    Just beyond, an ovoid, with the engine running,
stands out against the black sky.
    EXT. ALPHACITY -- CONTINUOUS
    She jumps into the cockpit. While the NOISE OF THE
ENGINES rends the air, the vehicle starts a dizzy ascent.
    Through the transparent covering, Eve glances at the
Security Headquarters.
    It is filling with light and, in the vast central
yard, the robots are going to and for.
    They rush to the gates and spread through the town.
Behind her, in the distance, the aircraft loaded with troops.
    The ovoid skims over the buildings. The whole town is
an immense succession of checkpoints and patrols.
    There is no sign of civilians who are hidden in their
houses as requested by Security.
    A hologram appears.
    EVE
    How are things going?
    COMMANDER OF SPECIAL FORCES
    We have completed the siege.
    EVE
    At what point is the preparation of the search
agents?
    COMMANDER OF SPECIAL FORCES
    The Computer Science Institute confirmed me they will
be ready in a few hours.
    EVE
    I want them to be spread as soon as possible.
Organize their dispersion.
    The ovoid lands. The commander runs up to Eve. They
inspect the deployment of troops.
    The hours pass slowly. The sky changes from black to
deep blue, while the stars disappear and the horizon is tinged with
pink.
    EXT. ALPHACITY -- dawn
    All of a sudden the first rays of sunlight filter
between skyscrapers and rapidly descend towards the street,
lighting up troops and vehicles.
    These are dark shapes against the blazing
background.
    COMMANDER OF SPECIAL FORCES
    We are ready.
    EVE
    Let's start.
    A flight of ovoids appears. They are spreading a
luminescent cloud, which slips into the skyscrapers, the houses and
the basements.
    They start converging towards the terrace of a
skyscraper.
    EVE
    There he is!
    Now the flying cameras are transmitting the first
images from the skyscraper.
    There is their enemy, surrounded by whirls of light
that he tries to keep away by shaking his cloak.
    Eve beckons to a dozen soldiers to follow her and all
together they run towards an ovoid. The aircraft starts the
takeoff.
    EXT. ALPHACITY voyage to skyscraper -- MORNING
    The ovoid approaches the skyscraper, a monument as
dazzling as the sun.
    It performs a sharp turn, and then stops about ten
meters above the terrace.
    Nihil, wrapped in the light, is running up and down
with outstretched arms, like a blind man.
    INT. ALPHACITY ovoid -- CONTINUOUS
    EVE
    addressing te pilot
    Let's get down.
    EXT. ALPHACITY SKYSCRAPER -- MOMENTS LATER
    Nihil is leaning his back against a low wall, at the
center of a pool of light, drenched with a luminescent fluid.
    His stillness and lowered eyes make him seem to be
unconscious.
    But at a SUDDEN NOISE OF STEPS, he raises his head.
In front of him stand Eve and her troops.
    NIHIL
    I understood you were on the Caravels when your
programs attacked me.
    beat
    You will not win.
    EVE
    Kill him!
    In an instant, the programs with which he is soaked,
pierce his body like needles, covering every cell with a thin
film.
    Nihil remains as motionless as a glass statue. A
fresh breeze is sweeping the terrace.
    EVE
    Nothing must be left.
    A thick smoke bursts out of his body. When