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Moving it again.
No, I wasn't. You were. That's not true. Anyway, it's nice.
And it moves by itself.
Nah.
Okay, this time it's Amber and Cat.
I don't want to.
It's just a game.
I'm not scared.
I just don't want to. Why not?
Scared of talking to the dead?
Because I'm not supposed to.
No one's going to find out, Cat.
I let the woman in the room tell.
I need this one. Come on. Please.
This one.
Okay.
I'm trying to contact spirit world.
Is there a spirit among us?
Give to us spirit.
Can you read that?
Ah,
no fever. Well, that's good.
Your friends were telling me that they think you fainted because you were
frightened. Why do you suppose they said that?
Because they were scared.
Oh, they were scared.
Catherine, did something happen that you're not telling me about?
Nothing happened, Mom.
Jimmy's got this ISIS board, and we were all playing with it, and they started
screaming.
That's all.
Okay, well, I want to believe that.
And why don't you promise me you're going to get it?
Sleep tight, kitty cat.
Goodnight, Mommy.
This guy's a nutter. I don't see any indication here that he's anything more
than a charlatan. I don't know why we're wasting our time.
Because he's got a lot of old people convinced.
He takes all their money and claims that he could cure anything from cancer to
cataracts. I mean, he's got a psychological profile that screams Jim
Alex is right, Nick.
The danger this man poses reaches beyond picking a few pockets.
If he's a fraud, the time to get him is now.
And if he's a real thing, well, I'll see what he can do about my lower back
pain.
Sorry I'm late.
Did I miss anything?
But Derek told a joke.
You're kidding.
Sorry, Derek. Kat had a bit of a hard night.
Is she all right?
Oh, yeah, she's fine now. She had a slumber party, and she fainted.
One of the girls had a nice board, and I think they just turned the light on and
spooked each other.
Did Kat use the board?
I don't know. She didn't really say.
Funny, she didn't want to talk to me about it.
Does it sound like Cat?
No, I know it doesn't, does it? I mean, we always talk to each other about
everything.
Yeah, for Cat, this kind of game can be extremely dangerous.
I mean, she may have experienced something that she's afraid to put into
Did that ever happen to you?
Yes, especially when I was a young boy.
I remember when I was about ten.
I started feeling...
responsible for some of the things I would see, especially when they would
true. I would clam up, not talk to anybody about it. Really?
Where's Kat now?
She's downstairs. I didn't want her to go to school today, not after, you know,
last night.
Why not have Alex talk to her?
Maybe bridge the gap.
Good idea.
What are you making?
Monster sandwich.
With real monsters, I hope.
No, just peanut butter, jelly, strawberries, real peanuts, and three
bread. Real peanuts?
I like it extra crunchy.
So, Kat, your mom told me that you went to a sleepover last night and that you
guys were playing with an ISIS board.
And she said that you fainted.
It was only a game.
Is that what it seemed like?
A game?
Why is everybody making such a big deal out of it?
Well, I think you know why, Kat.
Listen, when I was your age, I used to feel the same things. I remember I would
think that it was my fault, and I just want you to know that it's not.
Don't want to talk about it.
Oh, don't shut me out, honey.
You know, if something happened, we need to know for your own safety.
They're my friends. You don't understand.
You're going to get them into trouble.
Just leave me alone.
Well, probably just old -fashioned guilt on my part.
Kat only has a few friends, and she's probably just protecting the ones she
That's it.
Yeah, but she still needs to understand that the only way to protect her friends
is by telling us exactly what happened.
Well, she won't talk about it, but I have a feeling there's something going
Well, maybe I'm not overreacting.
It sounds like these girls are more concerned with what their parents might
than they are with anything that really went on. Yeah.
Let's just hope that their instincts are right, hmm?
What if their instincts are wrong?
Well, if something did happen last night, there's always a chance that Kat
be able to protect her friends or herself.
And listen, all I can say is, Keep an eye on her. Yeah, okay.
Thanks. Okay.
If there's anything... I'll see you later.
Who are you?
What do you want?
I could hear it right outside my window. There was nobody there. And the weird
thing is, it wasn't Gary.
Me too. When it sounded as if it was in my house.
What do you think it is?
It's the ghost from your house. What do you think?
It's not a ghost from my house, Amber.
Well, that's where we were. We all saw it. Except Kat.
She had her eyes closed. I saw her.
Who do you think she is?
I don't know.
I think we should tell someone.
You're just a chicken.
I am not.
R2.
Look,
if we tell our parents, they're either going to get mad or not believe us.
Amber's right. I'm not telling my parents anything.
She's not really scary.
I think we should wait and see what she wants.
Then we'll know what to do. Then it's all agreed.
Pinky, pinky, promise.
Don't worry, Jenny.
Nothing bad will happen.
Here we go. Let's take your shoes off.
Here we are. Right there.
So, is everything all right?
Mom,
can I sleep with you and Dad tonight?
Well, I don't think so. You're a big girl now.
You need your sleep.
And so do we.
I don't like sleeping by myself.
Mommy, that's silly.
You've never acted like this before.
Is something wrong?
I just don't want you to go.
That's all.
Hush.
I love you.
Now, good night.
Come to me
Jen, I talked to your father. He said if you're really afraid, you can sleep
with us.
Jen?
Jenny!
Oh,
Rachel.
My service said you called.
Oh, Rachel.
How could this be happening?
He's going to be okay.
With the police here?
Yeah.
They searched the area.
And there's nothing.
There's no forced entry.
No note.
Nothing.
Last night, did you and Jenny have an argument?
No, no, nothing like that.
She was acting strange.
She wanted to sleep with us.
Rachel, she slept in her own bed since she was two.
Why have you called all her friends? Oh, everyone.
All her friends.
My husband's out there right now driving around looking for her.
But we don't know what to do.
It was like she knew something was going to happen.
Why didn't I listen?
You can't. You can't.
You can't get yourself up. It's not going to help anything.
I know.
I'm going to go. And you call me if anything happens, okay? I'll see what I
do.
So Derek and I think that Jenny's disappearance is tied to whatever
her bedroom the night of her party.
Now you three are the only ones who can help us find her.
So if anything unusual happened in her room, if you saw anything, we need to
know about it.
You were playing with an Isis board that night, right?
We need to know what happened.
I'll tell you a little secret.
Sometimes, when you're very scared, the only thing that's going to make things
right is the truth. You know what the truth is, don't you?
Okay.
What did you see that night?
Well, I...
At first, it didn't seem like anything.
Just wind.
And then it kind of turned into a person.
Only for a second.
Then Mrs. Wood came in. It was gone.
That's when Kat fainted.
Kat?
It's my fault.
I brought her here.
Brought who here?
I don't know her name.
How do you know it's her, honey?
I saw her.
Where did you see her?
At our house.
She's very sad and very angry.
How do you know that?
I don't know.
I can feel it.
We've got to go.
I'm going to come pick you up after school, so you wait for me, okay?
Okay. And, honey... Please tell me the truth.
I'm proud of you.
Have a good day.
For the circumstances, I think you and Ketcher stay as a legacy until we get to
the bottom of this.
I think we should call Jenny's mother.
I want to see that Isis board.
What about the families of these girls?
Well, nothing special. The only thing remotely gruesome was the cousin Bob.
He was a lawyer.
Anything on Jenny's house?
Let's see.
Big house, 15 rooms, turn of the century.
There's one interesting point. It was used as a brothel in the 20s.
A brothel?
That's interesting.
Follow up on that. See what you can find.
How does it look?
Just like what it is.
Game board. Nothing unusual, really.
Have a look.
What is it?
I don't know.
Some violent abduction.
Jenny Wood?
Possibly.
It's obvious that all these girls are in danger, too.
We should consider bringing them out here.
We can use the guest quarters for that. I already asked Rachel to speak with the
mothers involved.
Would you mind picking them up?
Just tell them that I'm coming.
Yeah.
Can I help you?
Mr. Gannon, my name's Nick Boyle.
I'm with the Luna Foundation.
I believe that Dr. Rachel Corrigan spoke to your wife earlier this afternoon?
Right, right.
Only we're not taking my daughter anywhere.
Not with you or anybody else.
Did she explain to you the situation?
Yeah, she did.
Yeah, all about Jenny Wood and the ISIS board and the abduction.
I'm certain that it sounds pretty strange.
Not strange.
It's insane.
Now listen.
I've got a sick baby here. My wife is pretty stressed out already, and Elena's
upstairs in her room asleep.
I think you'd better go.
I'm sorry about your baby.
Maybe I could leave you my card in case you change your mind.
Tom, please. Lisa, I already told you. Leave this to me.
What is that?
It's coming from the baby monitor.
Somebody's in the kids' room.
Everything's gonna be just fine.
Rachel, stop!
No, it was definitely female.
She came with the back door of the house holding the ladder.
When I approached her, she tossed me across the yard like a rag doll and then
disappeared. Well, you know what cut is.
What would Emmer?
Her mother's divorced. She works nights.
We've been friends since the kids were in kindergarten.
And I know she's concerned, so I called her last night.
But all I got was the babysitter. Let me try again.
I'll tell her if she has any reservations to call Tom Gannon.
Right.
Okay, the question is, how can we stop this thing?
Well, Alex is working on that.
Both of the actual abductions occurred when no one was in the room.
So maybe if someone were present, the spirit might be deterred.
After what just happened to Nick?
I don't think so. Look, we can't pick the fight, but at least we can pick the
battlefield. The next time this thing comes around, we have to be ready.
Ready? With what?
Confront it.
Communicate with it. Try to find out what's keeping it in a state of unrest.
Are you asking me to let you use cash? to lure this thing out into the open in
the hopes that you might be able to stop it.
Derek.
I can't do that.
Listen, Rachel.
Kat and her friends called up this ghost.
And until it's been truly put to rest, there's no way you can take her that it
won't follow.
We can't run.
What can we do?
Stay together and fight the thing whenever and wherever it strikes again.
It's our only chance.
How are you making out?
I don't know.
It feels like I'm... Oh, that's great.
Okay, it feels like I'm building a puzzle with all the wrong pieces.
Everything's here, I just can't figure it out.
House of prostitution, a reverend demanding the city cracked down, brothel
closed, kind of story.
Well, not quite. It just feels too normal.
Show me what else you got.
Okay.
Okay, it looks like the wood house was used as a brothel between 1914 and 1927.
Very upscale, high -class clientele visiting dignitaries, you know,
that sort of thing.
Sort of a booze can for the rich and famous, huh? Yeah, right.
So it doesn't fit.
Well, the only thing that really stands out is the story of this prostitute,
Alice Burke.
Now, it seems like her only crime was that she had this child and refused to
give it up for adoption.
Only when they tried to take this child away, she threatened to name the real
father.
Did she name him?
Yeah, it turns out it was the same preacher who tried to have the brothel
in the first place.
Of course, he denied the whole thing.
Of course.
Yeah, well.
Here's a word against hers, huh?
Yeah. You can imagine who won.
Yeah. So she gets tried for prostitution, convicted, sent to prison,
dies six months later.
What happened to the kid?
She must have been nine years old at the time.
She was probably sent to an orphanage.
It's a shame it would have been around Cat's age, huh?
That's it.
So, if she's the spirit of Alice Berg, what happened to her daughter?
Well, given the circumstances, I say she was probably sent to an orphanage.
Which is why she wants revenge.
Or another daughter.
They are both.
Either way, our only chance is to somehow reunite the spirit with the
she lost.
That's assuming the woman's daughter is even still alive.
She'd be eight years old by now, wouldn't she? Well, we have no choice. I
you to run down every lead you can find. If she's alive, we have to find her.
All right.
All right.
Hey, Amber, this is Mr. Bear.
So, how are we doing?
Great. We're just getting settled in.
Amber, this is Derek. He's the man who owns this house.
Hello, Amber. We're very glad that your mother would let you come and spend a
little time with us. Thank you for inviting me. You're welcome.
This is such a cool place, Amber. Wait until you see the basement.
Hey, where do you think you're going?
Basement. No, no, no, no, no, no. We've already got two lost little girls. I
don't think we need two more now, do we?
Besides, I promised your mom I wouldn't let you out of my sight.
That's no fun. Sorry, Amber.
That's all right. I understand.
Okay. I'll ask them if we need to serve dinner up here tonight.
That'd be great, Derek.
I'll be back.
How'd it do?
Fine. It's the plan.
Well, Rich will stay with the girls.
And I want one of us outside his door at all times. Let's work a shift.
You do it till midnight, I'll take the graveyard shift, and Alex, if you will
leave me at four.
Okay by me, Nick?
Sure. But are you certain you want to keep them both in one room just in case,
right? Yeah, but separating them would spread us within, so... No, but we stand
a better chance of not losing both girls if we can't stop it. There is no way.
We have to stop it.
And we've also got to find a way to free the two she's already taken.
Well, listen, I'm going to go work on the computer. I still have to find that
orphanage.
What do you want?
You hear it?
I just thought I heard someone stopping us.
Taking someone else's child? It doesn't make any sense.
Yeah, why not go after someone related to the situation?
She's not abducting.
She's reliving the experience.
Taking the child back for her is an act of protection.
It's a maternal instinct.
Having been powerless to act during that critical moment of her own life, she
repeats it now in the vain hope of somehow recapturing the child that she
Her behavior indicates that she actually sees her own daughter in these little
girls.
Okay, so where are the girls now?
Somewhere between this life and the next. And she's not going to stop until
has Kat.
And if she succeeds, they'll have gone forever.
Okay, so how do we stop her?
Find her daughter.
You mean this nine -year -old who slipped through the cracks 70 years ago?
She's not nameless.
What do you mean?
The daughter's name is Belinda. I heard her.
Celinda.
That's right. That's what she was singing the night that she took Alana.
Something like, uh, go to sleep, Celinda.
So, Celinda Burke.
That's a start.
Did you locate the orphanage? Yeah, it's right near Market Street.
All right, go there, check the records, call us as soon as you have something.
We don't have much time. Okay.
Her name is not in the index.
You're sure about that?
Well, the idea back then was that once the child was placed in a home, she
wasn't intended to be found.
Yeah, but there must be some record as to who the new parents were.
Unfortunately, the child always took the name of the adopted parent.
And once the adoption was completed, there was no effort made to retain the
birth name of the child.
So, Celinda Burke could be Celinda anybody?
That always seemed like a difficult adjustment for the child.
Okay,
what age are they normally released?
Eighteen.
Eighteen. So she was nine in 1924, so that would make her 18 in 1934.
And here is the file for 1934, but I'm not sure that it will be much use to
Well, it's the same thing.
Okay.
Slender.
So she's... Thank you very much. You're welcome.
Of course, at 80, there's still no guarantee that she's even still alive.
Just finding a social security number gives us a fighting chance.
Okay, I got something.
She filed the tax return last year.
Go check for an address.
Fan and Salmo.
We can be there in 20 minutes if we take a chopper.
All right, Alex, go with him. Find your Selina Berg and bring her back here as
soon as possible.
Okay, what about you?
Oh, we can't leave Rachel and Kat here. If this spirit returns, I won't be here.
Right.
Linda Burke?
Yes.
Who are you? My name is Alex Moreau, and this is my associate, Nick Boyle. We're
with the Luna Foundation.
It's very important we talk to you. It's about your mother.
What do you know about my mother?
Well, we know that she was sent to prison when you were nine, and you were
in an orphanage. St. Christopher's?
That's right.
Not that my mother ever cared.
No, but you're wrong.
Don't talk to me about my mother. You didn't know her.
She'd been dead for years.
What are you bringing all this up for now?
I know this is going to sound strange, but if you would just let us come in to
talk to you. Go away.
Please. Ms. Burke, it's important.
Please, Ms. Burke.
Lies. That's all they were.
Lies.
My mother promised she'd come back for me.
She didn't.
She didn't care what happened.
That's not true.
If you won't let us in, will you please at least listen?
I... I hate this game.
Why did I ever let them talk me into playing in the first place? Sometimes
difficult, as we know. Especially to friends, huh?
I know.
And you really miss them.
Of course you miss them. I think the whole week. Better put this game away.
But we can't. It's the only way to get them back.
Catherine, it is much.
too dangerous. This is how it all got started.
I know, because of me. That's why I've got to fix it. No, listen to me.
The spirit that you contacted at Jenny's sleepover, Alex Burke, is an angry,
powerful force, and she's doing terrible things.
Things that she never should have done, but she couldn't help herself because
terrible, terrible things have been done to her.
Like when they took her daughter. That's right, like when they took her
daughter, but no matter why she was doing it.
Catherine, I am never going to let her take you.
Then you've got to help her.
What do you mean, help her?
What you do, isn't it?
Well, yes, but the way I help people is I get them to talk about what's
troubling them so that they can help themselves.
But I'm afraid in this case that Alice Burke is a little bit beyond that.
It's not fair.
She's very sad.
I can feel it. And now she's making everybody else bad. I know, honey, and I
know how she must feel because that's exactly how I would feel if I ever lost
you.
Mom?
It's okay. I've got you.
I can feel her. He's got a hug.
You're trying to protect her, but that's not Celinda.
Do you understand me?
That's not your daughter.
Celinda's no longer a nine -year -old girl.
We can help you find her.
mother too.
I know how you feel.
Please don't do this.
Kat is my daughter and I need her.
I need her the way you need Linda.
I waited every night, but you never came back.
They're back, Mom.
They're back.
Alice Burke was many things to many people.
To some, she was good. To others, bad.
But the image of her that sticks in my mind, the one I can't erase, is that of
mother who could find no peace without her daughter's touch.
That we played some part in their reunion renews my faith that the legacy
fulfills some greater purpose.
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