(Untold Told) Not The One

MAN:  I'm not the one you want!  

           I'm not the one you want!

(people's screams)
(tank fire)
(machine gun fire)

The whole world... the whole world is disappearing.  It's turning into one man.  He stabs his hand into everyone's chest.  They become him!  He wants everybody!  No one is safe!  But he hasn't found me.
Not me.

What was that?

Someone's coming up the elevator.
How?  I jammed the gears.  He's coming!

They're leaving.  I mean... he's leaving.
He's fighting someone?  Who would be
insane enough... he doesn't have a chance.

He's beating him!

They weren't enough.

He's coming back.  He's coming back for more bodies.  I won't become him, I won't.

There has to be a way to get away.  There just has to be.

He just took another guy in a suit.  I thought they were working together.  I guess so did he.
Now he's one of them.  One of him?  What is he, anyways?  This isn't real.  This doesn't happen.

ORACLE:  You're right kid, this isn't real.

MAN:  Who are you?

ORACLE:  Someone you'll likely 

           never meet again.

                  You should be moving

            along now, honey.

   He's coming.

                              I have some cookiees to bake.

Who can be thinking of cookies at a time
like this?  That lady's as crazy as I am.

That's it!  I'm not seeing any of this.  It's not real.

So what do I do, then?

With a delusion this bad how can I ask anybody for help?  I might end up talking to a water cooler.
I suppose in that case somebody would see me and do something.  Please, someone help me.

SMITH:  There is no one left to help you.

And you're not really the one I want.

You're just the means to get there.

This is my world now.

MAN:  You can have it.

Just tell me where I can get off.

SMITH:  I'm afraid it doesn't work that way.

MAN:  Right.  Bye.

SMITH:  Seize him!

Whoa!  Low bridge.  This guy really is everywhere.  I need to get out of the city.  He couldn't have gotten ahold of everybody there.  And even if he did, there would still be a lot of space between me and him.  Living alone is my next best option to becoming like him.

Too many of them coming out of the subway.  The buses are full of him.  I guess I should figure on walking the whole way out of the city.  I wonder if I'll ever make it.

SMITH:  Unlikely kid.

MAN:  Wait... so, you got ahold of her too?

SMITH:  I guess I was wrong.

                  We would meet again.

                 And again, and again.

MAN:  I'm nobody.  You said I wasn't the

one you wanted.              

SMITH:  But you are the last in the city

until he gets here.    

MAN:  It's your world.  I just live in it.

               But I ain't becoming one of you.

SMITH:  You already have.

MAN:  Ahhh... no, no, no!