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* But here we stand
on opposing sides *

* Let's go to war

* Let's go to war

* Do we arm ourselves with
the wrongs we've done *

* Name them off one-by-one

* Let's go to war

* Let's go to war

* With every settled score

* I thought that fighting
with meant fighting for *

* But you turn it around

* But you turn it around

* War, war, war

* Screamin' at
the ones we love *

* Like we forgot
who we can trust *

* Screamin' at the
top of our lungs *

* On the grounds
where we feel safe *

* Do we feel safe

* Do we feel safe

* Hush, my baby

* Make no sound

* Maybe we can wait
each other out *

* Hush my baby, make no sound
- Hey guys, wait up.

* Maybe we can wait

- C'mon man, we gotta
get back before dark.

- Got a flat tire.

- I can't take him anywhere.

Every time we do this, it's
always something with him.

* Let's go to war

* Go to war
- Hey, look.

- What's that, a pet rock?

- It's a battery.

- I don't care what it is.

What, do you collect those now?

C'mon, let's go.
* I thought that fighting with

* Meant fighting for

* But you turn it around

* But you turn it around

* War, war, war

* Screamin' at
the ones we love *

* Like we forgot
who we can trust *

- Okay, big boy.

It's time for your big event.

(keys jingling)

- Okay.

- So you finally get to tell
your side of the story, huh?

- Let's just hope it works.

- For your sake, it better.

* Screamin' at the
top of our lungs *

- [Flynn] What do
you mean by that?

- Hands out.

(handcuffs clicking)

For whatever it's worth, my
mother thinks you're innocent.

She's been followin' this.

Well, let's be honest.

She's been obsessed with this
story ever since you got here.

She thinks you
got innocent eyes.

- Innocent eyes?

- She's 87 years old.

She can't see anyway.

* But are we better off alone

* With every battle,
we lose a little more *

* Remember everything
that we died for *

* You are everything
that I died for *

- The moment you've been
waiting for is finally...

I sound so excited, huh?

No, you sound great, hon.

* Do we feel safe

- Hey.
- Hello.

- Make sure you hit record.
* Do we feel safe

- (chuckles softly)
Thanks for remindin' me.

He's already 35 minutes late.

Think he backed out?

- Not in a million years.

* Do we feel safe

* Do we feel safe

* Do you feel safe

- Who are you?

I only agreed to
meet with Mitch Wal--

- Walters, yes.

Mitch Walters.

He had another engagement.

- Guard.

- Shape it up, soldier!

- Who told you that, huh?

Only my father would
say that to me.

I didn't do this!

- You better calm down, big boy.

I'll put you back in that cage.

- I've done my homework.

Your father was a good man.

- No, he was a great man,

a true war hero.

- Indeed.

So please, have a seat.

(alarm buzzing)

(intriguing news music)

Hello, I'm Sylvia Richards,
your host from Live TV.

You've asked for it
and the moment is here.

Flynn Michaels is finally here

to tell his side of the story.

Flynn, thank you for agreeing
to meet with our network.

While many may believe
that you're innocent,

I still believe you need to
tell your side of the story:

the real side.

Not just I only saw that or I
only heard this, everything.

(dark foreboding music)

- Do you believe in ghosts?

(static buzzing)
(heart thumping)

(cheerful orchestral music)

(eerie whispering)

(eerie foreboding music)

(door creaking)

(dark groaning)

(static buzzing)

- Last year, I was the host of
a successful food show on TV.

(people chattering)

Back at the hotel that night,
my life took a fateful turn

when I experienced my first
encounter with a ghost.

(dark foreboding music)

Not only did that
ghost make me believe,

but she left me wanting more.

After that, I started hosting
a paranormal TV series,

"Restless Spirits."

But I failed to learn
one important fact

before making that decision

and it was too late
by the time I did.

Everyone is different,

not just in this life,
but more so in the next.

Every ghost doesn't
want to communicate

and most have no desire
to show themselves either.

Maybe they're not
ready to cross over.

I'm not sure.

- Do you know these people?

- Yes.

Yes, I do.

- Continue telling
me your story.

We'll come back to the pictures.

- Okay.

So we decided to
investigate this hotel

in the middle of nowhere.

It was just something
we found out about.

- Like a ghost hunt?

- Well, sort of.

See, we received
an anonymous tip

about a ghost that only appears
once a year at this hotel,

the Amargosa Hotel.

- Today's the one-year
anniversary, right?

- Yeah, it is.

(eerie foreboding music)

(western piano music)

- Ma'am.

- She's on a stage headed south.

(bottle scraping)

(dark foreboding music)

- Where is he?

(soft piano music)

- Hey, Max.

- [Max] Hey.

- Can you meet me
over at the Maverick?

* Here they come

- You want me to agree to
out to that hotel tomorrow?

- I want you to want to.

I can't do this without you.

- But there's no time
to plan this out.

Thank you.

And we don't have a full
team since Tina left.

The paranormal is
dangerous, Flynn.

You never experienced
the dark side.

I know it's your show,
but it's our lives.

You're not thinking clearly.

* Yeah

* This one

* This one goes to myself

- You sure the
place is still open?

- It's open.

It's been open a long time.

- Then what's the rush?

The red carpet probably
blew away years ago.

Zane said this ghost only
comes out once a year.

Tonight is the night.

- He also told you no one else

will go near this place tonight.

We should've waited until he
could check this place out.

Why do you only take me
to the beach, darling,

when the sharks come ashore?

- What's the story
with the new girl?

- Ah, Lena.

My little enticing
protege, she's a psychic.

You'll like her.

(cellphone chiming)

- It's the network.

Hello.
- What up?

This is Jason from the network.

- Yes.

- [Jason] I heard about
your little stunt there.

You wanna go out in the desert

and do some kinda ghost
hunting thing out there?

Now Flynn, this is important.

We need to assess the risk
and protect ourselves.

I'm gonna send out

a representative from
the insurance company.

His name's Koco Steele
and I'll see you soon.

Gotta go right now.

- All right.

- [Jason] (speaks
faintly), bye bye.

- [Max] What did you
do wrong now, Flynn?

- Was that Jason?

- They're sending some guy
from the insurance company

out here to meet us.

They want to "assess
the risk" as he said.

- I'm not surprised, Flynn.

They're accustomed to
sharp knives and hot stoves

on the old show, so they want
to see what we're doing now.

- She's right, Flynn.

The world shall not end.

- I don't like it.

If you're not on the team,
you don't belong there.

I don't need anyone
getting in the way

when the action heats up and
asking a lot of questions.

- He's right, Cass.

The end of the world is at hand.

- Stay out of it, Max.

It's not the end of the world.

(crow cawing)

- Where ya headed?

- Amargosa Hotel.

- Same place we're going.

Hop in if you want.

- Thanks.

The name's Koco Steele.

I'll grab my stuff.

- Koco Steele?

You're the guy the
insurance company

sent out from the network?

- Yes, and that makes you Flynn.

Can't begin to...
(window whirring)

Are you kiddin' me?

* Better hold on

* Hold on, hold on

* Better hold on

(soft intriguing music)

(crow cawing)

(eerie foreboding music)

- Where is he?

- I don't know where he is.

- Don't you, indeed.

- I beg your pardon, sir,

if I was obscure.

I admire your audacity, madam.

Hell, I praise your spirit.

Be a shame

(eerie foreboding music)

if I had to remove it from ya.

(soft intriguing music)

- You're the only ones
staying here tonight.

I'm gonna go and get
the rest of the keys

and then you can make
yourselves comfortable, okay?

Son of a bitch.

Hey, longhair.

You want your own room or
you wanna bunk with me?

- Thank you, Grace.

You're too young for me.

- Damn right I am.

- This is a hoax and
nothing but a joke.

There's nothing here, Flynn.

No one stays here anymore.

I'll bet this is all
a publicity stunt.

- Can you believe her?

Where did they dig her up?

- Don't change the
subject, Flynn.

- I'm not changin'
the subject, Cass.

We're here.

Let's investigate
and do what we do.

On with the show.

- There's no way something
put a do not disturb sign

out there all by itself.

It's probably Grace and
she's too wasted to remember.

- Don't be so sure.

- All right,

here's your keys.

Stay in whatever room
you'd like, I don't care.

- Thank you, Grace.
- Okay.

Oh, there's some dude out there

with a stick up his
ass askin' for you all.

- (snaps) Koco.

- Thank you, he's with us.

We're expecting another
member of our crew too.

She should be arriving soon.

- Great.

I'll go hold the
door open for her.

Got nothin' better
to do. (scoffs)

(dark foreboding music)

(soft rock music)

- Thank you so much for
leaving me out there, Flynn.

Very funny.

Luckily I found some ride-in
with some sorta goat farmer.

- I apologize, Koco.

It wasn't my idea,
nor did I approve.

- Sure

and I prefer Mr. Steele.

For the record, guys:

The network's okay
with me being here.

And as you know, I'm
just here to protect

the interest of the network
and your insurance company.

- Right.

- So you met the
lady at the hotel,

you met the other
guy from the network,

some type of risk manager
from the insurance company?

- Yes,

Koco.

Koco Steele.

- Right.

Please tell me more about him.

- Where do I start?

I really wasn't a
big fan of this guy,

at least to begin with.

He never trusted us,
never gave us room.

Essentially, he
disrespected our craft.

(crickets chirping)

- I asked Grace to send Lena
over when she gets here.

This is incredible.

Grace tells me it's
all one woman's work.

She spent almost six years
just to paint this in here.

* Figaro

The Opera House.

- She sounds like
someone who knows

how to stick with
what she started.

- Did Koco see you walk over?

- I don't think so.

He's probably in his room
checking for unsafe conditions.

- You're not going to be able
to hide from him all night.

- I'm not trying to
hide from him, Cass.

Just keepin' a safe distance.

- Max?

- Lena, you made it here.

Enter, my baby.

You must have met Grace.

- Ooh, yes.

Charming.

- Come.

Let me introduce
you to the others.

Lena, this is Flynn,
the show's host.

- Yes.

Yes, you are.

Fascinating.

- Hello, Lena.

It's a pleasure.

- And this is Cassie, the
show's executive producer.

- Delighted, Lena.

Max tells me you're a psychic.

Can you tell me
what I'm thinking?

- Well,

Cassandra, you were thinking
of standing up to greet me,

but you wanted to wait
for me to come to you.

This way, I'll
know who's the boss

and everyone knows
right where they stand.

- Welcome to the team.

So (claps) what's the plan?

- Oh no, Detective Steele.

- Sorry, Flynn.

Couldn't wait for you
to mail the invitation.

So what are we doin'?

- This is Koco.

He's with the insurance company.

The network sent him out.

- It's gettin' late quick.

What's the plan?

- You're right.

Max briefed you on everything
that's going on here?

- Completely.

- Our focus is room number nine.

As the story goes: Every
year on this night,

a ghost moves into that room
and no one will go near it.

Max, like we talked
about on the way over,

I want you on camera tonight.

- [Max] Okay.

- Lena, I want you
to cover the EVPs.

- You didn't tell Zane
you were coming out.

- [Flynn] It's not a
requirement and it's my show.

He wanted to find out
more about the place

and I don't wanna
miss the opportunity.

- [Koco] It only
happens once a year.

- [Flynn] So what, Koco?

What's the damn point?

- [Koco] It seems poorly
planned, maybe a bit foolish.

- [Flynn] You sound
like an ass to me.

Who even wanted you here?

- Your insurance company
along with the network.

- We'll find another
insurance company.

- Whatever you want, boss.

But until you do,
you're stuck with me.

- I'm not stuck with anything.

(soft piano music)

- [Koco] Why don't
you tell what happened

to the girl in the last episode?

What happened to her?

- [Flynn] Get off my back, Koco.

- It's okay, wasn't
expecting a good answer.

I got all the facts anyway.

- Shove your facts up your ass!

- It is not necessary to
speak to me like that.

- [Flynn] It's not necessary
for you to be here either.

- Except for being
wrong, you're right.

(door squeaking)
(crickets chirping)

(soft foreboding music)

- What do you want, Lena?

- Nothing.

Max tells me there's an opening

and I asked to join
the team, so I'm here.

- I didn't know you were a
psychic and into the paranormal.

- Of course you did.

- How so?

- You were just thinking
if I'm wearing panties.

Nobody's listening, just me.

That's exactly what
you were thinking.

- I don't know what to say.

- Why say anything?

You're here, I'm here.

Ghosts are waiting.

(door creaking)

And since you are wondering,
I'm not wearing any tonight.

- I wasn't thinking that.

- Sure.

- Perhaps it is I who is bein'

obscure.

(western piano music)

The gentleman's whereabouts
are of grave importance to me.

I seek to find that
information out,

one way or the other.

Now as I ask politely
one final time,

where is he?

- He didn't take me into his
confidence on that matter.

- Enough!

Would you rather
me throw you down

and smash your
head on the floor,

then I could pick the
pieces of recollections up

or the memories which I seek?

This is not a game!

(dark foreboding music)

My words may have
resembled a question,

you may have believed
you had a choice

in whether or not
which to answer,

but I can assure
you, you do not!

Now, right now.

You can have the choice

which you so humbly
demanded upon me,

you can have the choice
to take your next breath

or you can provide me with
the answer I asked for

so cordially in the beginnin'.

But you cannot, my
lady, have both!

(soft foreboding music)

Are we ready for that drink yet?

- Do your worst,

but I shall never betray him.

- Never?

(chuckles) Never's
a lot like forever.

Nothin' lasts that long. (snaps)

Regretfully I know someone

far more persuasive.

(dark foreboding music)

(soft piano music)

- Lena, can you check please?

I got one, three, four,

but I got no signal
on camera two.

- Sure, I'm plugging
it in right now.

- No.
- Nor have I.

- Nothing.
- How 'bout now?

- There it is.

Okay.

Can you move it down
a little bit, please?

- Here?
- A little bit more.

Good, that's it.

A little bit up.

Sorry.

Okay, we got it.

Perfect.

(soft piano music)

- Looks good.
- Yeah.

- Max, I wanna pick up some
more introductory shots.

- You wanna check
with Koco first?

- Bite me, Max.

(teeth snapping)

- Grab the camera.

- [Max] Rolling.

- Okay, here we go.

Lost my train of thought.

- Okay.
- Back it up.

- That's okay.
- Okay.

We good?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

The infamous room
nine, Amargosa Hotel.

Night has fallen and we're
setting up to investigate.

Once a year, every
year on this night,

no one, absolutely no one
will go into that room.

Join us as we venture
into the unknown

and go places no one
else has gone before.

- Okay, ready.
- Okay.

I want you to get a good
shot on the doorknob.

Get a good shot.

- Okay.
- Okay, here we go.

- Rolling.

- The haunted legend that
we're following tells us

a spirit makes its
presence known every year

by hangin' a do not
disturb sign on the door.

Knowing the crew of
restless spirits,

not one ghost will
be sleeping tonight.

Cut it right there.

How was that?

- [Max] I like it.

- You sure?
- Yeah.

- [Flynn] Should we do it again?

- Do we have the static camera
set up on that doorknob yet?

- Go easy, Cass.

We're just about set up.

(device whirring)
(dark foreboding music)

- I'm just trying to make sure

we don't miss the
money shot, Flynn.

Can already picture Grace's
hand reaching around the door.

- [Flynn] That's what we're
trying to do, Cassandra.

We haven't had you here--

- Don't even say it.

I've been in that skirt all day.

- [Max] Cassie, connect
this to the DVR and

we're in business.

(device whirring)

- Flynn, look.

(eerie foreboding music)

(dark foreboding music)

- [Henchman] Where's he hiding?

- He's not hiding
(breathes heavily)

and I shall tell
you nothin' more.

(dark foreboding music)
(heart thumping)

- We'll see.

(eerie whispering)
(heart thumping)

(Lady shrieking)

(soft foreboding music)

- [Henchman] You'll find
him at the Amargosa hotel.

Room number nine.

(intriguing orchestral music)

- [Max] Camera's good,
camera's rolling.

- Equipment's ready.

- Everything's rolling.
- We're all ready?

- [Lena] You'll probably be
more comfortable outside.

- I'd be a lot more comfortable
on the beach in Rio.

What's the point?.

- Lena, hit the lights please.

- [Max] Rio and $10
a day with no hair.

(intriguing orchestral music)

(eerie foreboding music)

- If there's
somebody in the room,

can you please make a noise now?

Can you tell me why you hang

that do not disturb
sign on the doorknob?

- Any violent attacks

in this room?

- Tell us why you
haunt this room

on this day every year.

Did somebody you love
die in this room?

- I'm gettin' nothin'
on the mel meter.

- If you're the one that hung

the do not disturb
sign on the door,

please give us a sign.

(dark foreboding music)

- You know,

I really thought
this is the one.

- I expected more
after we saw the sign.

- How much longer do you
want to stay here, Flynn.

- What, you gonna say
I told you so again?

- There's nothing here.

(Flynn sighing)

- I don't think we're
gonna find anything.

I'll probably go to sleep.

- Maybe...

Maybe I'll go snoop
around a little bit.

- Guys,

lemme give it a try
by myself please.

- [Koco] Fine by me.

- All right.

- [Lena] Good luck.

(soft intriguing music)

- Okay spirit,

unknown infamous spirit
of room number nine,

I'm here

all by myself

and we've seen nothing.

Nothing.

But for whatever
reason on the night

supposedly everything
goes down, I get nothing?

C'mon, gimme somethin'.

Show me something.

Show me somethin'.

We're not here to hurt you.

That's what I thought.

Quite honestly, (sighs)

maybe Cassandra is right.

This was a waste of time,

waste of money

Guys,

pack it up.

We're done.

- Cassandra your girlfriend?

- Yes.

Well, was.

I don't wanna talk
about that right now.

- Let's carry on.

- So we went back to the room

and that's when things

started getting a little weird.

- The ratings'll be sizzling
on this episode, Flynn.

- Not now, Cass.

- How about now?

- Get off it, Cassandra!

You were right, okay?

You were fu...

(somber piano music)

(Flynn sighing)

I'm sorry, I--

- I still love you.

- I know, but--

- Go plug in the cameras.
See if we caught any fish.

I'm gonna jump in the shower.

(dark foreboding music)

(Cassandra sighing)

(soft somber music)

- Can you see better now?

- You know, different
lenses see different things

Is that camera clear?

I'm wanna snoop
around a little bit.

Gotta be some action
here somewhere.

- Gimme a minute and
I'll get the card out.

- [Max] All right, I'll
be back in a little bit.

(water trickling)
(dark foreboding music)

(EMF beeping)
(eerie foreboding music)

(door creaking)

(water trickling)

- Flynn?

(dark foreboding music)
(camera beeping)

(water trickling)

Really.

(foreboding piano music)

(eerie foreboding music)
(shoes crunching)

Something isn't--
- Cass,

did you by chance happen
to use that shower

any other time today?

- No, why?

- I don't know,
I'm not sure yet.

(foreboding piano music)

- Flynn, something was
in the shower with me.

- Like what?

- I don't know "Like what?"

But

I'm scared.

- [Flynn] Look.

- When did you take the
camera in the bathroom?

- I didn't.

The camera turned itself on

and that's what I found on it.

- That's not possible.

- Well then you took
another shower today

and Max followed you in.

- But I didn't, Flynn.

I don't like this.

Let's get outta here.

- No, no.

I tried to copy the
video to the laptop, too.

It won't do it.

The computer insists
there's no file to copy.

- Don't tell me any more.

(camera beeping)

(dark foreboding music)

Oh my god, it's watching us.

Turn it off!

- All right.

- Flynn, say something.

- What the hell do
you want me to say?

I don't know what's goin' on.

The camera can see what it sees.

Not everything, just pieces.

- It.

- It, the ghost from room nine.

The one that told
us to stay out.

- I told us to stay out!

You don't listen!

(dark foreboding music)

(EMF beeping)

(radio static whooshing)

- I know

you're here.

- [Henchman] You're afraid.

- I'm not afraid.

- [Henchman] I know
who you are, Max.

Do you know who I am?

- Do you know

that I did not sleep

one night through

since I was a child?

And you ask if I
know who you are.

You wanna play?

I'm all-in.

(dark foreboding music)

(door banging)

- Hang on.

What'd we do wrong now?

I mean, what did I do wrong?

- Relax, Flynn.

I heard someone yellin'
as I was walkin' by.

Okay.

- Show him the video.

Tell him what's goin' on.

- Nothing's going on.

- Look at the camera.

- No.

- [Cassandra]
Something's watching us.

- That's horrifying.

You're right, we're doomed.

- I don't understand.

(Koco chuckling softly)

Nothing.

- Koco, we both saw
recordings on there

of me in the shower

and then the two of us
sitting here on the couch,

but we didn't shoot any of it.

- Then who did?

- Flynn thinks the
camera may be picking up

what the ghost sees.

- The ghost.

- Yes.

- Which ghost?

- Room nine.

- Of course.

I forgot about that dramatic
encounter from earlier.

You guys should call the cops.

It's gettin' too late for this.

- If a digital voice
recorder can pick up voices

out of our hearing range,
why can't a video camera

pick up images that
are unseen to us?

- Is that possible?

- I don't know.

I guess.

(dark foreboding music)

- What is it?

- Somethin' at the
back of the hotel.

Maybe it doesn't know
it sees what we see.

- Now what?

- Get dressed.

(soft intriguing music)

It's over here.

We need to go this way.

- [Koco] I'm not sure
what that means, Flynn.

What's in there?

- I don't know exactly, Koco.

(door squeaking)

I'm seeing somethin' on camera

that I didn't film before
and this is the door I saw.

(eerie foreboding music)

I don't know how it's possible,

but it must mean somethin'.

We should check it out.

- If you insist.
- Move.

- Flynn, wait for me.

(gate squeaking)
(dark foreboding music)

- Fuck no, you
didn't just do that.

- [Cassandra] Koco.

- That's goin' in my report,
you little crap sandwich.

- It wasn't me.

Fuck, Koco.

It wasn't me.

(hand slapping)

It wasn't my fault.

(eerie foreboding music)

Down here.

It's down here.

Down here.

Koco, stop right there.

Move to your left a little.

Something is followin' us.

No, my left, dammit.

- [Koco] Bitch.

- Do what I mean,
not what I say.

- Don't piss me off, Flynn.

Your policy's about to expire.

Whoa!

(door slamming)

(Cassandra shrieking)

(door slamming and banging)

Flynn!
- Help, open up!

- What the hell was that?

(door banging)

Open this damn door!

- Are you okay?
- Lemme out, Flynn!

- Are you okay, Cassandra?

- Lemme out!
- What was that?

- I don't know.

- [Cassandra] What
the fuck was that?

- [Flynn] Koco!

Koco, can you hear me?

- [Koco] Flynn, I'm
gonna rip you in half...

- [Cassandra] Are you all right?

- [Koco] ...when
I get outta here!

(door banging)

Let me outta here.
- Koco, open the door.

- [Cassandra] Open the
door right now, Flynn.

- [Flynn] That's what I'm doing.

- (growls) Open!
- Flynn!

- [Flynn] Koco!

- Door's jammed shut.
- Get out!

- I can't get out.

(dark foreboding music)
(eerie breathing)

- [Flynn] It's stuck!

It won't budge!

- Something's in
the room with me.

- There's gotta be
somethin' to open it with.

- Yeah then you
try it, Cassandra.

(doorknob clacking)
(door knocking)

- [Koco] Get us
out of here, Flynn!

- I'm trying.

- [Koco] We are not alone.

- This doesn't make any sense.

(haunting ghostly whispering)

What was that?

(soft foreboding music)

(soft intriguing music)

Lena, that's it.

Lena and Max'll
come look for us.

- Yeah,

yeah.

- [Cassandra] We're
gonna be fine.

Wait, how is this...

- [Lena] Flynn?

- How is this showing her?

- [Lena] Is that you?

- You have cameras in her room?

- Yeah,

I needed to make sure we
covered all our bases.

- Flynn,

did Cassie

kick you out already?

- What is she--

- [Flynn] It's not...

- What's she talking about?

- I don't know.
- Flynn,

come here.

I know you want me.

- Flynn.

- [Lena] Come to bed.

I won't tell.

- Did you have an
affair with Lena?

(soft foreboding music)

- Flynn,

is that you?

(foreboding dark music)

Flynn,

did Cassie

kick you out already?

She found out you
cheated with me?

- How could you do that?

- I was--
- You were what?

- I was drunk, all right?
- You were what?

Oh that's a good
fucking excuse, huh?

- All right, this happened--

- And then you bring
her on the team?

Are you joking me right now?

- I didn't bring her
on the team, Cassandra.

I did not.
- Then how did she get here?

she was gonna be here.

(eerie foreboding music)

(eerie whispering)
(Lena shrieking)

- [Cassandra] Help, help!

- I am not afraid of you.

- [Cassandra] Koco,
can you hear me?

(ominous growling)

Somebody!

- (shrieks) Help, help!

(Lena wincing)

(dark foreboding music)

- And this, this is
how you repay me.

Are you serious?

- [Koco] What's goin' on?

You guys okay?

- Yeah, don't worry, Koco.

I'm fine, but Flynn's
gonna fucking die.

- Cassandra, I'm sorry.

- Save your fucking
pity, all right?

- I am sorry.

- Fuck you.

Koco, get me outta
here right now!

Help!

(foreboding piano music)

(EMF beeping)

(doors banging)
(dark sinister music)

(haunting whispering)

(Max grunting)

- It's stuck! It won't budge!

(Lena shrieking)

- Cassandra, I know you're upset

and you have every right to be.

But we need to figure out a way

to get outta this predicament.

- Why don't you figure out a way

to get us outta this predicament

since you're the one
who got us into it?

All of it.

- You're right.

(camera beeping)
(foreboding dark music)

(Lena shrieking)
Wait a minute.

- Oh my god, what's
happening to her?

Flynn.

- She's being attacked.

We've gotta find
another way out.

- Flynn, we could be next.

I told you this was a trap.

- Listen.
- I told you.

- Listen, relax.

(piercing ringing)
(dark foreboding music)

What the hell?

- Oh my god.
- Go, go, go.

(soft foreboding music)

- Oh my god, what's
happening to her?

(eerie whispering)

(eerie foreboding music)

(camera clicking)

(heart thumping)

- No.

(Cassandra shrieking)

No!

No!

No!

- Koco!

Koco!

Look!

It's attacking Lena!

(soft intriguing music)

- Lena!

Lena!
- I'm calling for help.

- [Koco] Nice try, sister.

No cell service.

- What's going on here?!

- We need to get
out of here now.

- Now you're talkin'
my language, Flynn.

Let's do it.

- What about Max?

- He's gone too.

- What?

What do you mean, Flynn?

- How do you know that?

- It's just a feeling I have.

I don't know.

- We can't leave 'em here alone.

- All right, I'll go check.

You two go grab
whatever crap you need

and get the fuck outta here.

- Koco.

Hey, don't disappear.

Cass.

(soft piano music)

- What are you gonna say, Flynn?

Honestly I wanna tell
you to leave me alone,

but timing's real bad, you know?

(somber piano music)

Can you tell me why?

- [Flynn] I don't know, but I
know we can get through this.

- Yes

if get through the night,

yeah.

I'm with you on that.

Stay here, I'll go back to
the room and grab our stuff.

- Cass,

make it quick please.

(dark foreboding music)

(camera beeping)

(eerie whispering)

(static buzzing)

- No sign of Max,
no sign of anyone.

I checked everywhere.

- A little weird?

This is fascinating.

- Well,

everything happened so fast.

We started to run wherever

just tryin' to get
away from this thing.

- [Sylvia] The ghost, I presume.

- What do we do now, Flynn?

- I don't know.

Call

the network.

Call the police.

At this point, who knows?

- Thanks for not
leaving me behind.

(eerie foreboding music)

- Koco, look.

- What the fuck is that?

- That's Lena.

- Unless your ghost friend
took her to the mall

clothes shoppin', that's
not her, my buddy.

- Flynn, don't you stop.

- Bad idea, boss.

- [Flynn] We can't
leave her here, Cass.

- [Koco] Shit.

- Do you see anything?

- [Koco] Nah, nothin'.

- Let's get outta here.

I wanna go.

- You see her?

- Can't tell.

Thought I saw somethin', but
now I don't see anything.

- What are you doing?

- We can't leave her, Cass.

We have to go back.

- Why do we have to
go back and look?

- Dammit Cassandra, why do
you have to be like this?

- Stop yelling at me!

- If it wasn't for what we said,

we can do this.
- Start driving.

We need to go home.

I wanna go home.
- All right, Cassandra.

If it wasn't for everything
I told you about this.

- All right!
- You know what?

I don't even give a shit
about that right now.

I just wanna get home safe.
- All right.

Flynn, let's go.

- Thank you.

(eerie foreboding music)

Lena!

- It's not her.

- Lena!

- Flynn.

- Cassandra, wait.

(sinister dark music)

(ominous engine revving)

- I fuckin' quit.

Let's go.

(eerie foreboding music)

Really not in the
mood for this, Flynn.

Get us outta here.

- What are you doing?

- It won't start!

- Fuck, I'm really
not into this.

- What are we gonna do?

- Well unless you got a
better idea, we're walkin'.

Leavin' now.

(soft foreboding music)

- Did you change your boots?

- Yes, I had to fucking
change my boots.

Enough walking.

(sinister foreboding music)

- Flynn.

- What is it?

- We're back at my car.

(dark foreboding music)

- I just need to sit
for a moment, Koco.

- That doesn't matter 'cause
it won't fuckin' start!

* I'm all saddled up

* It's time to be ridin' away

- Let's start walkin'.

I can't do this anymore.
* If I ride fast enough

- Hold on.
* I can't jump to my yesterday

- I'm not getting in that car.

- No, don't.

* There's nothin'
I'm leavin' behind *

- Flynn.
* That could make me stay

- You gotta get off this road.

- We need to get moving!

- You won't make it.

It's been followin'
us the whole time.

- [Flynn] What does
that even mean?

- [Koco] If you
cut through there,

it's the shortest distance back
to town, as the crow flies.

- As the crow flies?

- Go that way, run
as fast as you can.

- What are you doin'?

- Getting you home.

- You're not getting
in that car, are you?

- That's the plan.

- "Bad idea, boss."

Sound familiar?

- It's not a bad
idea for everyone.

Get movin'.

Get outta here
while you still can!

Take her and go.

Lemme do this, please.

* Just have a smile to his
hat and say his farewell *

(dark foreboding music)

(soft bluegrass music)

- What took you so long?

(eerie foreboding music)

Go ahead, make
yourself comfortable.

- [Henchman] Stop resisting.

- It's Mr. Steele.

We're not friends.

(speech drowned out by static)

- Sorry pal, can't
stand that station.

* We're all a part
of the world *

* I miss the sound

* Straight from the crossroad

* No one is around

* We seek less vengeance

* If I'm out of time
(tires screeching)

* The devil

(dark foreboding music)

(door banging)

(door creaking)

- Sorry to disturb you,

but your lady won't be
joining you tonight.

(gun blasting)

(man wincing)

(intense foreboding music)

- (breathes heavily) I
gotta be still for a minute,

catch my breath

(Flynn breathing heavily)

I don't hear anything.

- We probably wouldn't.

- Do you see something?

- [Flynn] No.

- What are we gonna do?

(camera beeping)

- Keep going and stay alive.

(dark foreboding music)

- What is it?

- We're being followed.

Let's go, let's go,
let's go, let's go.

(gravel crunching)

(demonic shrieking)

- That's good.
- You sure?

Shh, shh, shh.

It's right behind us.

Let's go.

We gotta go, we gotta go now.

Let's go, c'mon!
(Cassandra wincing)

(eerie foreboding music)

(leaves rustling)

(eerie foreboding music)

He can't find us.

- Then let's go.

- [Julie] I'm just gonna
touch you up a little.

- [Sylvia] Oh thanks, Julie.

- Since we're on a
commercial break,

why don't you tell me
a little bit about you?

You seem to know
everything about me.

- Well, I was raised
in the Midwest.

My father was a minister.

- (chuckles) Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Your father was a minister?

- [Sylvia] That's right.

- What are you doin' filming
an interview like this?

- Look, I'm not here to
hit you over the head

with a Bible, okay?

I'm here to help.

That's what I do.

- Do you believe me?

- Look, for what it's worth,
your story is truly compelling.

I don't know what happened.

There's no evidence.

But I do think...

I do think you're
being forthright.

- Forthright. (chuckles softly)

I apologize.

I'm just

frustrated.

- It's fine.

It's fine.

(dark foreboding music)

(eerie whispering)

How's the food in this place?

- It's horrible.

(scoffs) What I would die
for some home-cooked meals.

- [Sylvia] Not my
home-cooked meals.

Enrique, what are you doing?

We've got like 30 seconds left.

- No, there's something
goin' on here.

I'm not kidding.

Come here, look.

Look.

- There's nothing there.

What're you talking about?

How many times do I have
to tell you this is live.

I have to get another
camera guy or what?

- What's goin' on, Sylvia?

There's somethin' there.

He saw somethin'
in the viewfinder.

This isn't good.

- There was nothing there.

- It's the one-year anniversary.

He saw something.

He saw something!

- There was nothing there.

I just checked it!

(eerie foreboding music)

(crickets chirping)

- What is this place?

- I don't know.

I've never been out this far.

- I need to sit down and rest.

(groans) I can't keep running.

(foreboding music)

Do you really know the way
back to town from here?

- Honestly Cass, I'm
not completely sure.

- This is when
you finally decide

to start being honest with me?

- [Flynn] That's
not what I meant.

- That is what I meant.

- Cass.

- Don't even think about crying.

- I wasn't going to cry.

- [Cassandra] Yeah?

Well maybe you should.

- What do you want me to say?

- Anything

other than how sorry you are
would be a damn good start.

- Cass, I didn't
mean to hurt you.

- (chuckles softly)
That's refreshing.

What would have done
to me if you did?

(leaves rustling)

What was that?

- [Flynn] I don't know.

- You think it's still
trying to find us?

- Probably, but I
don't think it can.

(dark foreboding music)

- [Cassandra] See anything?

- [Flynn] No.

(crickets chirping)

(dark foreboding music)
(ground scratching)

- Why did it come
after us like that?

- Punishment I guess.

- It may have
started out that way,

but it turned into something
else at some point.

Something...

with a greater sense of purpose.

- Maybe you're right.

But it just seems
like a game to me.

(soft foreboding music)

- What are we gonna
do when we get back?

Where do we even start?

- Over.

We start over.

(woman screaming)

(soft intriguing music)

(eerie whispering)
(dark foreboding music)

Cass!

Cassandra!

(woman screaming)

- [Cassandra] Help!

(Cassandra shrieking)

(winces) I can't move.

(Flynn groaning)

(Cassandra weeping)

- [Flynn] I'm here.

I'll get you outta here, Cass.

I promise, I'll
get you outta here.

(electricity crackling)
(Cassandra wincing)

- Ow, it's hurting me! (screams)

- What do you want from us?

Leave her alone!

(Cassandra weeping)

(Flynn groaning)

- Help me, Flynn. (gasps)

Pull, pull.

(electricity buzzing)

- Come on.

(Cassandra wincing)

(Cassandra screaming)

You can't have her!

Take us both!

You want us so bad?

Take us both!

(Cassandra wincing)

(Flynn groaning)

(electricity crackling)

(ghastly whispering)

(both breathing heavily)

- Oh my god.

Are you okay?

Thank you.

Thank you.

- (weeps) I thought I lost you.

- Never.

Never.

(eerie foreboding music)
(wind whooshing)

(soft intriguing music)

(gravel crunching)

(cellphone ringing)

Finally.

Hmm, service with a smile.

- It's Zane.

Hello?
- Flynn,

did you get my messages?

Stay away from that hotel.

Everyone said it's
far too dangerous.

- Yeah, we know.

Can we get a ride
into town, please?

- Please, it's important.

- Okay, let's go.

(rock guitar strumming)

Y'all runnin' from
the law or somethin'?

- No, nothin' like that.

- Well I am.

Just kiddin' you.

(woman chuckling)

- I'm sure our
viewers would agree,

your story is truly compelling.

Tell me more about Cassandra.

But before you do,
I just wanna say

I think that it's very
chivalrous of you,

the way you defended
her in court.

I wish you would've had
that same type of passion

for your own testimony.

- I love her.

I cannot express in words
how much I love her.

If she is listening--

- There's a good chance.

- If you have moved
on, I understand.

But just remember:

I will always
* Forever

* I want you to be mine

- And I mean always

love you.

- She knows.

Thank you, Flynn.

One last question.

Hindsight being 20/20,

would you have done
anything different?

- No.

- Well America,

you heard it for yourself,

the story of Flynn Michaels.

Now you be the judge.

Flynn.

(birds chirping)

(gravel crunching)

- Hey look.

What's this?

(camera beeping)

(dark foreboding music)

- What the hell?

("Don't Stop" by Nothing More)

* Like a shotgun
in a fist fight *

* Like a murder
in the daylight *

* I'm the poison
in the lead pipes *

- Change her mind.

* Open me up and
watch the dogs fight *

* Dogs fight

- This is the spooky house.

I think they've
always called it that,

but we just carry
on the tradition.

What the hell is that out there?

Who took a crap out here?

- Are you serious?

(Cassandra muttering)

- Why is that light
flickering like this?

- Which one, do you know?

- No answer.

Can you make the
lights flicker more?

You have trouble, see?

Make it turn it off.

- Can we turn it off please?

- If you were powerful,
you can make that turn off.

Show us what you can do.

C'mon, all the way off.

I wouldn't be in for
this, I really wouldn't.

- I know.
- What do I do?

C'mon, turn it off.

Do it.

Give it to me.

- What the hell?

- Do it.
- That's cool.

No, we like it.

Go twice.

* Keep diggin' deep

* Keep diggin' deep

* Keep diggin'

* The ball drops

* Start tickin' to a new clock

* Get back up and
take another shot *

- Can you shut the
light off please?

Oh my.
- (chuckles) Dude.

- C'mon, turn it off.

Turn it off.

* To choke out my illusions

* Yeah

- Do we have that?

Oh, crazy.

* Yeah

* Ooh

* Keep on diggin' deep

* Keep diggin' deep,
keep diggin' deep *

* Keep diggin'

* We don't stop

- [Cassandra] Are you the
person they call The Boss?

Turn it up high.

* We don't stop

(foreboding groaning)
* Yeah

* We don't stop

* Ooh keep on diggin' deep

* Keep diggin' deep

* Keep diggin'

- Can you hear that?
- Mm-hmm.

- If you're happy we're
here, flicker the light.

* Five senses and a
brain to move me *

* Five ways that they
can never use me *

* I got the fire

* I got control

* I got the fire

* I got control

- If you wanna believe,
look at the light.

Oh my god.

- On the count of three,
watch 'em turn it off.

One,

two,

three.

* To choke out my illusions

- Question.

- [Man] Could it be running
on the roof right now?

- [Man] I don't know.

I'm gonna go fuckin'
find out right now.

- [Man] Is the roof slanted?

* Keep on diggin' deep

* We keep diggin' deep,
we keep diggin' deep *

* We deep diggin'

(speech drowned out by music)

* Yeah, we don't stop

* We don't stop

* Yeah, we don't stop

* Ooh, keep on diggin' deep

* Keep diggin' deep

* Ooh, keep on diggin' deep

* Keep diggin' deep

* Ooh yeah

- [Man] Wow, that's
something that we wanna do.

(crew chuckling)

Screw you, I'm fucked.

(speech drowned out by music)

- Shut it off.

* I got the fire

* I got the soul

* I got the fire

* I got the soul

- It's like at the
(speaks faintly).

- Woo, smell that?

- Next.

- What's up, Travis?

- Yeah, that's good.
- Look at us.

- You almost left it in,
didn't you? (chuckles)

- Heard ya helpin'.
- Dude.

- [Man] And then just
hand it to my hand.

- That's some serious stuff.