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He blew his brains out.

And you saw their ghosts?

Well, I didn't, but my brother did.

Yeah, and my cousin Sean saw the ghosts of Patricia. You know, with the cracked

head, the blood everywhere.

Thought it was totally gross.

Well, I don't believe in any of this stuff.

Well, that's great then. You won't have a problem going in.

Got us a wind around back.

Can't we just stay out here and look into the windows?

Oh, yeah.

No problem. But you know, you'll be the only boy in our class who hasn't gone

inside alone.

Hey, but maybe if you're nice, the girls will let you sit at their table at

lunch, huh?

Okay.

Okay, I'll do it.

Hey, hey!

Uh, don't forget to bring back a souvenir to prove to everyone that you

went in.

I can't believe he's really gonna do it.

Dude, I'd never go in there. Come on, let's go. Yeah, let's go.

since the beginning of time.

Mankind has existed between the world of light and the world of darkness.

This journal chronicles the work of our secret society, known as the Legacy,

created to protect the innocent from those creatures that inhabit the

But when I got that letter, it made me start thinking about everything again.

Yeah.

We worked on this dynamic before, Sandy. You've got to learn to deal with it.

I know. I just feel so helpless.

I know.

Take it easy.

Come on.

Here,

here. Okay.

Easy.

Easy. There you go.

Okay, yes, later.

My husband.

It's been getting worse.

So now this was just another letter from your family lawyer?

Informing me that as of my 21st birthday, which was last week, I am now

proud owner of my family estate. Your father's house?

Well, that's wonderful. That's a beautiful place.

As far as I'm concerned, it should be burned to the ground.

I know how traumatized you were by the death of your family, but burning that

beautiful house to the ground, I hardly think that's an acceptable solution.

It's been vacant since my father died eight years ago.

And supposedly, it's haunted by the spirits of my parents, my sister.

Do you believe that?

I don't know what to believe.

And I don't care about not going back there.

Well, why not take a positive approach?

Confront your fears.

Move back into the house?

Well, not necessarily move in, but go there. Walk through. See how it makes

feel. I don't think so.

No, I think it's a good idea.

This could help you reach closure, give you peace of mind.

You're really serious about this.

I sure am.

And you know what? I'll go with you if you want.

Okay.

It's a house.

Boys and their toys.

Hardly a toy.

Well, Nick told me that when Alex and I were away, you two blasted through a

month's worth of ammunition in a couple of hours.

Got to stay sharp.

That's one rationalization.

Yeah, we were wondering what you'd make of it.

What, aside from the obvious compensation for... Don't go there,

Working here can be dangerous. Have you ever thought about carrying a weapon?

Not myself.

I can take care of myself.

I'm sure you can.

Yeah, I, uh... pulled it up after we spoke.

That family has gone through quite a lot.

That's an understatement.

And you think the legacy should get involved in this? I'm not sure.

I want to have all the facts so I can help Sandy, you know?

Well, after her sister died, her mother fell apart and committed suicide.

Her father shot himself a few weeks later. It's quite remarkable Sandy was

to have any kind of normal life. It's taken a lot of work on her part, so...

Besides what was in the newspapers, did you find anything else out?

Perhaps I asked Detective Royce to look up the case file on Patricia's death.

He said it was open and shut.

Young girl falls down a flight of stairs and cracks open her skull. Tragic, but

purely accidental.

However... Ah, I was hoping there was a however.

However, the detective who filed the original report felt something else was

going on, but couldn't prove it. I'm meeting with him in the morning. Oh,

I appreciate that. Do you have any interest in seeing the Spiro estate for

dad? Oh, yeah. I wouldn't miss it.

I don't think you're going to be needing that.

Yeah, maybe not.

That is unbelievable, Sandy. Your father left you the house.

Much to my dismay. Oh, honey, it's fantastic.

The place must be worth a fortune.

A few million, I guess.

Oh, a few million.

You say that like you're rolling in cash.

I'm doing all right.

You get by on a secretary's salary and live in a dumpy one -bedroom apartment.

You came for money, and now you have a chance to live that life again.

You deserve it.

I don't deserve anything.

Of course you do.

You're so unselfish.

I can't tell you how many times growing up I wished I lived in that incredible

mansion. I wished I was your sister.

God, you're not my sister, Vicki.

I didn't mean to bring up any old memories, Sandy.

It's not you, Vic. I just... I can't seem to escape them.

Are you all right?

I know the house makes you feel uncomfortable, but you can't just give

I've got a lawyer friend who knows about real estate. At least talk to him

before you do anything you might regret later, okay?

Okay.

Thanks.

We're fine, thanks.

You know what?

On second thought, I think I could use the company.

Let's get this over with.

All right, let's go.

This is so creepy.

There's no need to be anxious.

It's the place.

It smells like death.

I think you could use a good area now, but don't let your imagination run away

with you now.

This was a terrible idea, Rachel.

I was stupid to think I could go through with it. It's just a house, Sandy.

Nothing more. Just wood and mortar and brick.

It's okay.

There's probably a vaccine on the roof.

But they can see.

It's completely safe here.

It was my father's den.

You ready?

As I'll ever be.

See? Not that spooky here.

Yeah, except the wallpaper.

I don't know what my father was thinking.

So does it bring back any, you know, pleasant memories?

There are no pleasant memories for me in this house

Where your sister died?

You don't have to go in there.

That sounds like it's coming from the kitchen.

You should go and help them.

I don't want to leave you here alone. To quote a friend of mine, we're

completely safe here.

Right?

Thanks for coming, Detective O 'Brien.

Nice digs.

We call it home.

I'd heard about the Luna Foundation for years, but I was, well, never able to

wangle an invite to one of your soirees.

Well, you're here now.

Impressive.

Here's the report I filed on the Spiral investigation.

Thanks. Not a lot there.

December 3rd, 1991.

Basic sweet 16 party for the wealthy set.

A dozen girls all wearing dresses worth more than two months' rent on my

apartment.

Yeah, Sandy's sister Patricia was a guest of honor.

Yeah, things were roses in those days. The old man was a major player in the

overseas bond market. The money was just rolling in.

Mom was a five -carat socialite.

Big into charities, preferably those that made the society pages.

But after Patricia died, everything dissolved.

Like a box of sugar cubes left out in the rain.

David Royce mentioned you had your suspicions about what happened that

the party.

Well, we got a bunch of 16 -year -old girls drinking punch and eating

ladyfingers, and suddenly one of them drops through a trap door into the

basement and cracks her head open.

That really doesn't add up, does it? You think she was pushed?

I think it was more than an accident, but I could never figure out why one of

those little girls would want to kill Patricia Spiro.

Maybe it was a prank that went too far.

Could be, but we'll never know.

I was strongly discouraged from pursuing any investigation given the lofty

nature of the guest list.

Anyway, I brought you the list of the names of the girls that were at the

Thanks. I really appreciate it.

You're not going to try and get this case reopened, are you?

Just doing a little consulting for a friend.

I remember Frank Carmack telling me that you people were straight shooters, but

a little, um, eccentric.

Well, knowing Frank, he probably called us a little weird.

I was trying to be nice.

It's the strangest experience, Vicki.

Sandy, this is my friend Tom.

Hi, how are you? Good, how are you?

Vicki said you had quite a scare.

Yeah, well, it's not every day you see the ghost of your sister.

It must have been pretty shocking.

You know, I've been so stressed out lately, I think I probably just imagined

whole thing.

Who really believes in ghosts?

I'm convinced there are ghosts among us.

Spirits who haven't made it into heaven yet for one reason or another.

What do you think, Tom?

Well, normally I don't go in for that kind of metaphysical stuff, but if Sandy

says she saw a ghost, then maybe I should reconsider my attitude.

So now that you've been back there, have you decided what to do with the place?

Well, I'm definitely not moving in.

I've been thinking about donating the entire estate to charity.

That's quite a gift.

I don't know what else to do with it.

If I'm not being too forward, I'd be happy to make a few suggestions.

Tom is a lawyer.

All right.

I recommend selling the property yourself.

And once you have the proceeds in hand, you can make cash donations to several

charities. I mean, that way, you have control of where the money goes.

Perhaps put a portion of it into a portfolio for yourself.

Well, that sounds smart.

But I can't stand the thought of having to deal with realtors and everything.

I could help.

No, I don't want to impose upon you like that. Oh, come on. We're family.

Take her up on it.

Before she changes her mind.

Okay. You're on.

Great.

I love you. Oh, hi,

Vicki.

I'm really glad that you're telling us.

Are you having fun? Of course, Ben.

You're sitting there all by yourself.

I was able to find them all with the exception of one who was supposedly

somewhere in Paris under a different name.

Paris, huh?

I wonder where the poor people go when they need to get away.

I don't know, but you can bet they're not eating croissants on the Champs

-Élysées. One of the young women I spoke to, Jennifer Fearing, was particularly

interested in speaking further, and I'm meeting her tomorrow morning for tea.

Ah, tough job.

Well, someone's got to do it.

Derek, there's somebody at the door. I've got to go, but I'll call you back,

okay? Okay, bye.

Cindy. Rachel.

What happened?

What happened?

Dear me.

Sandy, did you say the dress was on the back of the door?

No, it can't be. I saw it. I swear I saw it. I believe you think you saw it,

Penny. No, Rachel, I could smell the blood on the dress. It was there.

It was real.

Thank you very much for seeing me

on such short notice. Oh, my pleasure.

So what do you want to tell me about Patricia's party?

Other than the fact it became the most talked about event in town for years.

Other than that?

Well, it was a fairly normal affair.

Until the accident, of course. Then suddenly it was front page news.

I was only 16, but I was interviewed by reporters.

I even got on television.

A close -up on Channel 4 all about the death of Patricia.

It was pretty thrilling.

But, of course, tragic.

Awful.

Do you have any reason to think what happened to Patricia was anything other

than an accident?

Well, I would never want to be quoted. Not in this case, anyway, but... You

to know, her little sister was insanely jealous of her.

Sandy. Patricia was beautiful and popular. I mean, she was a cheerleader.

A cheerleader?

Sandy was just the opposite, if you know what I mean.

Not cheerleader material.

Definitely not cheerleader material.

Do you think Sandy had anything to do with Patricia's death?

All I know is that you could tell she was green with envy of Patricia.

Frankly, she envied us all.

Kind of petty, if you ask me. You know the type?

Petty, absolutely.

More tea?

Yes, please.

No, Derek, I really don't think Sandy had anything to do with her sister's

death. Well, maybe not, but how would you explain these sudden hauntings?

inheriting the house brought out latent feelings about her family and given her

fragile psyche and very susceptible to hallucinations.

You think she's imagining all of this? The sister, the draft?

I'm not sure, but I wouldn't rule out anything at this point. What about what

experienced in the kitchen?

I don't have all the answers.

Derek, listen.

I'll give you a call later, okay? Goodbye. Hi, how are you doing?

Better. Thanks for letting me stay here last night.

No problem.

Listen, you want some coffee? I've actually got to get going. I'm meeting

my cousin and my lawyer to sign some papers.

Listen, how well do you know this lawyer?

He's a friend of Vicki's. Why?

I don't know. It's just... I really want you to be very careful, all right?

Vicki's not only my cousin, she's my best friend.

And I completely trust her.

Can I set an appointment for tomorrow?

I don't think they'll be necessary.

This gives Vicki her legal proxy so she can conduct the sale of the house.

What does the rest of it say?

If this whole thing makes you uncomfortable... No.

I just find legal documents intimidating.

It's not that bad.

It's just bulky.

I mean, lawyers hate to use ten words if they can find a way to use a thousand.

Just sign your...

You know, my doctor told me to be careful about signing anything.

I'll make you a deal.

I won't give you any medical advice if you don't take her legal advice.

Deal.

Hello? Hi, it's Rachel. I just thought I'd call and see how you're doing.

Good.

Great, actually.

Sandy?

Sandy, are you all right?

Sandy?

Sandy?

Sandy?

Sandy?

Sandy, wake up.

They're in your apartment.

Why are you here?

We were talking, remember?

And I heard the phone drop. So I got worried and came over and the landlady

I found you unconscious in the bathroom.

The bathroom.

Take it easy.

My mother.

My mother in the bathtub.

Rachel.

Look, there's nothing here, Sandy.

We're going to work it all out.

I can't take any more of this.

I'm going crazy.

She's got to feel like she's going crazy.

I thought she was makeup before she went over to Sandy's apartment.

Dead ringer for Sandy's mom.

And I mean dead ringer.

Perfect.

It's about time my pampered cousin knew what it was like to... suffer.

He and her sister always thought they were so much better than me.

Nobody better than you, Vic.

Damn straight.

God, I'm so tired of hearing her whine about her life.

Makes me want to wring her little neck.

Easy, hon.

We're almost there.

Baby, I think we'll play this song at our wedding.

Sandy would make a cute bridesmaid, don't you think?

Unfortunately, she won't be around for the ceremony.

Why did you suspect Vicki may not be all she appears to be?

I didn't think.

She's coming to the picture in a big way since Sandy inherited the house.

Well, you may be onto something.

24 years old, and she's already been through two husbands. The first one was

paralegal, and the second one was a stockbroker.

Unlucky in love.

And in finance. After her second husband was arrested for stock manipulation and

fraud, they lost everything.

Does Vicki have a job?

No. But it hasn't stopped her from spending.

All her credit cards are maxed out.

She's three months past doing her rent, and her car is about to be repossessed.

Well, she has a huge debt.

Well, she's looking for an easy way out.

Maybe she's trying to steal the house from Sandy.

It's a possibility.

She's not going to tell Sandy about this.

Yeah, while you do that, I'll go back to the house and see if I can sense

anything in the ballroom that might help Sandy.

Great. Thanks, Derek.

Yeah.

I know it's all in my head, but it seems so real.

Why is this happening now?

It's obviously been triggered by your inheriting the house.

All the more reason to get rid of that house as soon as I can.

I assume you've talked to your lawyer.

And signed the papers so he can handle the whole thing.

Well, that's entrusting someone you barely know with a rather big piece of

business. Well, he's a friend of Vicki's. She can vouch for him.

Sandy.

How well do you actually know Vicki?

What's that supposed to mean?

Well, I just... I want to make sure that you're not being taken advantage of.

Rachel, how could you even suggest such a thing?

I happen to know that Vicki is in really rough financial shape and... And you

think she's trying to cheat me out of my father's house?

No, I didn't say that.

You didn't have to.

I lost my sister and my parents when I was young.

Vicki is the only family I have left.

And I'm not going to let anyone, including you, take that away from me.

I'm really sorry, Vicki.

She had no right.

So she ran a credit check on me. People do it all the time. That's not

important. What is important is that you know I love you.

And I'm here to help you.

I love you, too.

I filed the papers today.

Your house was on the market tomorrow.

Good riddance.

You idiot. This is a Gucci bag.

Give me that towel.

Sorry.

The service sometimes can be so clumsy.

It's all right. I actually have to get going.

Where? I've got... and things to do at home. You know, you've got to get out of

that apartment and do some living sometimes.

Well, maybe when the house sells, I'll feel a little bit more like socializing.

It's a date.

The day escrow closes, I'm taking you two out on the town.

We'll party till we drop. Deal?

Deal.

Thanks.

A lot, both of you.

Drive safely, hon.

We could be screwed here. Tell me about it.

We cannot sell the house until Sandy is dealt with.

If we wait too long, this Rachel's going to blow us out of the water.

So, we accelerate our plan.

I'll take care of Sandy, and you deal with the doctor.

Better. It's your fault.

No.

No, this can't be happening.

Why did you do it? No, I didn't do anything.

Why? I didn't do anything.

Why? Why did you kill your sister?

Have a seat.

That thing's right.

How am I supposed to do that?

You've got to go back to the house.

No.

No, I can't go back there.

Are you sure?

I'll go with you. No, I...

I would never want to force you to do anything that made you uncomfortable.

Do you think that's the only way to stop this?

Yes.

And if we don't put an end to this, it's going to drive you over the edge.

I've been trying to reach you for hours. Sorry, I was in session all day. What's

up? When I was at the house, I got a flash of Patricia being pushed.

Then she was murdered. Did you see her face?

Unfortunately not.

So be careful, huh? Yeah, no, no, don't worry, I will. Bye.

We've got print. Now let's hope that the man who attacked you is in someone's

database. There's no Boy Scout. I bet he's got a record.

Well, no police record, but he's registered with the San Francisco Bar

Association. He's a lawyer?

According to this, a paralegal.

Wait a minute.

Wasn't Vicky's first husband a paralegal?

And if I'm not mistaken, his name was Tom Claremont.

Well, I bet he's posing as Sandy's lawyer. The whole thing isn't set up.

Why would he attack you? Because of... I warned Sandy that Vicki might be trying

to take advantage of her. So Vicki and Tom want you out of the way long enough

to manipulate Sandy to take the house away from her. Which they can only do if

Sandy is incapacitated.

Or dead.

You think they'd actually kill her?

Indirectly.

God, in her condition, a couple of good jolts of sheer terror is enough to be

fatal for Sandy.

There's no answer.

If they want to scare her to death, there's only one logical place to take

The father's house.

Lights don't work.

Something wrong with the pieces.

It's starting again.

It sounds like it's coming from over there.

Let's forget about me, honey. It was a bad idea.

No.

No, I have to do this.

Okay. We're right here with you.

You've got to face the plan. It's the only way.

Are you all right?

I've come this far.

Oh, my God.

This looks just like the life that you just parted. This can't be happening.

This is unbelievable.

That's where your sister died.

I remember it like it was yesterday.

It was horrible.

Why

did you

kill me?

Why did you kill me?

I'm so sorry. That was very clumsy of me.

Why did you kill me? Why did you kill her, Sandy?

I'm afraid you're beyond help, hon.

No, no time. Kill the effect.

Take it easy. Take it easy. Just relax, Sandy. There you go. There you go. Where

is her inhaler? I have no idea. You did this to her. What are you talking about?

Yes. You had her signed over the house and then planned on scaring her to

Are you crazy? She's my cousin.

I love her.

Sandy, tell your friends the truth. We're only here to help you.

You're not going anywhere.

That's enough.

Are you going to kill us now? If I have to.

No one is going to cheat me out of what's mine.

None of this belongs to you. When I was growing up, I had to sit by and watch

while my rich cousins got everything they wanted. What made them so damn

special? Don't do this. Oh, I'll do whatever it takes.

I have waited years for this.

No one is going to stop me now.

Oh, my God.

Why did you do this to me?

It can't be you.

I miss you, sissy.

But it's not your time.

Patricia.

I love you, Sandy.

I'll always be here to watch over you.

I love you, too.

Sandy decided to keep the house after all.

By doing so, she finally made peace with herself and with her family.