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Portia?

Portia, come on.

Come on.

Wake up now!

Wake up! Wake up!

- Oh, my God!
- Jesus! What the hell?

- What did you do?
- I tried to save her.

Help me get her heart
the right way

so she'll wake up.
- Ruby. Ruby!

- Stop! Ruby.
- Hey, hey!

She's dead, Ruby.
She's dead. Okay?

No! No!

Too bad you didn't get
a video of it.

Crow,
what the hell does that mean?

Grotesque murder.

A heart torn out of
the chest of a woman she loves.

Oh, it's marketing gold.

I woke up to her like this.

What are you looking for?

This.

That's not mine.

We woke up like this.

You slept through that?

How?

I took a sleeping pill.

We... We both did.

The killer.
He's trying to frame me.

I loved you, and I wouldn't...

I wouldn't hurt her, ever.

I didn't do this!

I believe her.

I think she was telling
the truth.

You've been living in
make-believe too long, Paige.

Those were real tears.

And if she was the killer,

then why the hell
would she freak out like that

and draw us into their room?

Because she's insane.

Ruby, hold up.

You all know I'm right.

You know she did this.

- 100%.
- Paige has a point.

Why would Ruby make
such a show of killing?

We caught her red-handed.

Those crocodile tears
mean nothing.

Can we just get out of here?

Just looking at her
is a nightmare.

Okay, what do we do now?

We take back control
before she kills anyone else.

Ruby.

Ruby, I'm so sorry.

Portia's dead because of me.

This motel was my dream,

and she was so worried
about its awful history.

And I insisted.

Check the diner.

Guys, I think we need to be
a little more sensitive here.

Ruby's been through hell.
- Sure she has.

Let's go.

- What are you doing?!
- Jesus, let her go.

You need to open your eyes.
Paige.

Let go of me! Let me go!

Let me go!

Let go of me!

I'm locking you in here.

I told you I didn't do it!

Hey! Hey!

The chair. Grab that chair.
Face the bed with it.

- Guys, come on.
- What are you gonna do?!

We're gonna restrain you
until the police get here.

As long as it takes.

Tie her down as tight
as you can.

I didn't kill her.
She's my wife.

- Tighter, tighter.
- Paige, stop them.

You're just crying
because we caught you.

You got cocky after Hemingway.

I didn't kill him either.

Paige, please, please,
you have to help me.

Please help me. Help me!

No!

Not unless you want to stay
in here with her.

- Paige, come on.
- Why?

Why is everyone okay with this?
Why?

- This isn't right.
- No one is going to hurt her.

Right, Crow?

No. Right.

I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no, no.

When you're ready to confess,
we're listening.

Until then, you're stuck here,

facing what you did.

I didn't do this.

Let's go.

No!

No! Don't leave me!

I'm not the killer!

Please!

Let me out!

Let me out!

Ruby ripping Portia's
heart out? No way.

Yeah, it's hard work cutting
through muscle and tendons.

Not to mention
the goddamn rib cage.

The killer could have
killed them both.

Why let Ruby live?

Maybe she was waking up
and they ducked out.

Or it's some kind of
crazy message.

Who does that lead us to?
Kawayan?

Is this all some kind of
performance art?

He was telling me that he...
he felt like a fraud.

That he had no idea what murder
was actually like until now.

Makes no sense, then,
to lead the go home charge.

Andy's the kind of person

who'd try to make a message
with his kills,

but he's a pussy.

Blake's so messed up
by his history, it could be him.

Easily.
- Yeah.

That leaves Paige, a crybaby.

And Adriana,
she's a top-notch psycho.

Don't forget Crow, right?

Playing the calm guru

while setting Ruby up
to take the fall.

There's too many to choose from,

but it's all for nothing

if they run for the hills
come sunup.

Which is why
we need to figure out

how to keep our little lambs
here for our picking.

Thought you might need this

while you stand watch
outside Ruby's door.

Really?

I didn't think you were
down with what we're all doing.

Look, what you're
putting Ruby through is awful

and abusive,
but it's not going to kill her.

Do you think I want to kill her?

I don't know.

You've been playing judge
and jury,

and after that...
- Comes executioner.

And that can't happen.

I won't allow it.

Ruby might be a maniac, but
I'm not suggesting we kill her.

It's not what anyone
in the group wants.

The group will do
whatever you say.

I'm not hypnotizing people.

I'm just giving voice to
what everyone's already feeling.

All I'm saying
is that we should have...

We should have talked about this

away from the shock
of seeing Portia's body.

People are... are susceptible
to all kinds of influence

in the heat of the moment.

You give me too much credit.

You have this leadership role,

so you need to be
aware of those influences.

I don't take
that responsibility lightly.

That's good.

'Cause out here, now...

...the stakes are
life and death.

Mother Salvia,

show me the vision
you want me to see.

I know you're here.

I come to help.

Cross over.

Oh.

Oh!

Caitlyn Ridgeley.

The gateway.

Yes.

It's... still.

It's still.

Now.

Still open.

My love.

Is that why you're trapped?

Must be closed.

How do I undo this?

Find.

Find?

What do you need me to find?

Kill her.

Woman. Kill her.

Can you tell me who it is?

Can you do that?

Horns.

Like... Like the mask
that the killer wore.

Who's under it?

Horns.

The two-horned mask of Baphomet.

No!

Two.

A man.

Two together.

Two, Andrew.

One.

One.

What the hell was that?

What happened?

She's gone.

Where would she even go?

Oh, yeah. Over here.
It's the basement.

Let's get the others.

Ruby's escaped.

Come on.
She's in the basement.

Look over there.

I'll take this half.

What about down there?

Oh, she fell
through the ductwork.

Ruby.

There she is. Stop her!

Stay away from me!

I am not the killer.

- Let's just talk this out, okay?
- No, no, no.

This isn't the way.

Please. Please don't.

I can't trust any of you.

You're holding the blade
to her neck, Ruby!

Shut up!

No! No, no, no, no.

Get her!

- No! No!
- No! No, no, no, no.

You killed her!

Adriana was like a rabid dog.

She'll say
she was protecting me,

but it was like she,
like all of them

were just waiting to do that.

To explode in violence.

This is exactly
what Carl wanted.

He orchestrated all of that,

pointing the finger, acting
like some unelected leader.

And then
when everyone's freaking out,

he just cranks it up.

Now, first it's Ruby,

and then after her, it's us.

Why us?

Because we didn't take part
in what they did.

Okay.

I bet she thought this is where

she was going to
store our bodies.

Not likely now.

Her big mistake was inviting
people with insight and backbone

to her murder trap.

When someone perverts
the beliefs of a community,

it is the warriors who strike
them down with a vengeance.

Amen, brother.

I mean, I don't get the words,

but, bro,
this is some honest human shit.

Life and death.
Law of the jungle.

Exactly.

And the real tiger,
tiger burning bright

is this one right here.

Ruby had that knife pressed
against poor Paige's throat,

and she didn't hesitate.

She... She leapt into action
and took that psycho bitch out.

You are a hero.

Oh, you guys, stop it!

No, no. It's true.

You led that charge.

You went in there like a cobra
and pow!

God, I guess I did.

It's so confusing.

This is the feeling
I was chasing all those years

when I hooked up
with all those killers.

But this...

This is...

It's yours now.

You did it.
- And I'm just glad

that we could help you
unlock your inner warrior.

I think we can see
that it's in all of us.

And we're just waiting for...

for something or someone
to open us to it.

Well, whatever it is,
it is unlocked

and it's busted wide open.

We just killed somebody, guys.

Yeah.

We did.

And it's somebody
who was trying to kill us.

Blake, I know that this is
a place of some trauma for you,

but for me,
this place has profundity.

This has become a place...

...of deep knowledge.

This was a message,
clear as day,

begging you to reopen
the Cold River Slaughter case.

You're not the first, Mister...?

Crow.

Okay.

Look, I've been trying
to solve Cold River

my entire career.

And to be honest,
I don't believe in psychics,

which...
- You don't have to believe me.

No, just take what I was told

and add it to your
deep knowledge of the case.

Look, what I heard
has to point the way.

Two besides two that came back?

All we have is one
back door security cam image

of the creepy mask and costume.

Yeah, see, I don't know
what two beside two means

or how it could point to...

To what? To what?
What does that mean to you?

22. That's interesting.

Coming back?
Those were her words.

Uh, yeah. Um, well,
she said it came back.

The killer came back.

Killers almost always come
back to the scene of the crime.

To gloat, to touch it,
to get off, whatever it is,

they just can't help themselves.

Yeah, this is them.

I haven't looked at these photos
in a while.

We have a fresh murderer.

We take snaps of everyone
who comes to the crime scene

in the first 48 hours,
because the thinking is...

The murderer might be
among them.

They come back to sneak a peek.

You never know.

So two beside two makes
me think of this guy.

Davin Renee.
Yeah, he's a creep.

- He's evil.
- We never liked the guy.

He stalked a waitress
at the ski resort on Highway 35.

A bit of a firebug.
Nothing major.

Lit up some abandoned cars.
That kind of thing.

But still, points to something
not all there.

Now, we checked him out
at the time.

He had an alibi.
Seemed to stand up.

But you never know.

Police work depends on instinct.
And I'm thinking...

- This is the guy.
- I wouldn't go that far,

but I'll pay Mr. Renee
a little surprise visit,

shake his tree a bit,
see what falls out.

You got anything else
you can tell me?

What if Ruby was innocent?

Are you remembering
the same Ruby,

that anemic vampire

who tried to turn Paige
into a silent movie star

by slitting her vocal cords?

Blake, her actions...

Were of somebody
trying to save herself.

Yeah, threatening Paige,
that was awful.

But... But what she did
in defense

was very relatable to me.

And yet I still helped kill her.

For something I might have done.

You know, the night
I watched my friends die.

Don't be too hard on yourself.

Everything happened
in the blink of an eye.

Yeah.

But if it hadn't,

maybe we could have
talked her down.

You know?

A potentially innocent woman
might still be alive.

Final boy's realizing
that he's just as capable

of spilling blood

as any old killer.

That stings, doesn't it?

Like it or not, we're
all Cold River killers now.

Including you, Boy Scout.

You don't got to feel
guilty about it.

You're not going to go to jail.

You know why? Self-defense.

Ruby, bless her heart,

was a woman of her word.

She gave us true-crime freaks

the VIP immersive experience
of a lifetime.

Jesus Christ.

My mind is spinning
trying to figure out

which one of them is the killer.

Me too.

But it feels incredible
to kill again.

I'd forgotten the rush.

The adrenaline,
the way the world just vibrates.

Consuming Ruby's fear.

Sliding my blade into her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
Floyd, Floyd.

What?
We're back in control.

In control?

What?

We still have
a killer out there.

And in the back of their minds,

the others got to know
that there's no way

that terrified girl
did those killings.

On top of that,

we're barely 24 hours in
with three dead already.

And none of those our kills.

We took part in that last kill.

Okay, fine. You're right.

As always.

Those bodies will still work,
though, right?

None of that matters if
the others flee at first light.

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

Where are my glasses?

Nothing.

No wind,
no rain hitting the windows.

Storm's done.

Shit.

We need to figure out
who this killer is.

But you also need
to get me killing.

One.

Yes.

You decide.

Oh.
That Andy asshole.

I'd love to rip
that self-important, stuck-up,

big city liberal prick
to pieces.

Baphomet, my night master,
power be upon thee.

Bless these,
my unholy Sabbath deeds,

with the sure hand
of your righteous indignation.

Great transgressor, we act
for you and your evil master.

Corrupt those we face, and
drink of their suffering as you

till the path for Satan's
insurrection.

In Baphomet's name.

Nema.

- Where'd he run off to?
- I don't know.

Did he cut you?

There's a nick on the back.

You're bleeding badly.

- It hurts like hell.
- Okay.

Okay. Let's go. Let's go.

Gonna have to hide the pain.

Killer will be looking for it.

Who was that?

I didn't get close enough
to tell.

He was fast.

What makes you think
it was a man?

Did they say anything?

No.

Then it could be a woman.

It's happening again.

Mm-hmm.

So you just happened
to be passing by there.

Decided you'd take a look,
see what you could see.

I told you
and all the other officers

Cold River Motel
was part of my catchment area.

I had to take samples all over.
- Down a one-way road

that leads only to the biggest
murder site in the entire state.

We use any road we can get.

The alternative is
hiking my way in.

Sure, sure.

But when we searched your place,

we found demonology books with
dog-eared pages on Baphomet.

I bought those books
after you brought me in

because I was curious,
everyone was.

And help me,

was this before
or after you became a Satanist?

I'm not a Satanist.

I read about Baphomet

because you guys
and all that demon stuff

destroyed my life!

Is that enough?

I lost my wife.

I lost my job.

Is this your idea of fun?

Bringing me in?

Going after me
with the same goddamn questions?

We got new leads, Renee,
and they all lead to you.

Gotta say,
I don't like your chances.

I didn't do anything.

I wish I hadn't gone down
that damn road.

I'll bet.

Or stared at it all
for hours on end.

Or collected books on Baphomet.

You know who does that stuff,
Renee?

A killer with a swollen hard on
for his crime scene.

I can talk tough to Renee
all I want,

but there's nothing new here.

And he's holding tight
on his story.

I can't keep him here.

Ask him if he thinks
Baphomet is proud of him.

Ask him if he thinks
he's done enough.

And when he answers,
whatever he answers,

tell him that Baphomet will find
him and will drag him to hell.

- I can't.
- What have you got to lose?

We record this shit.

We can't treat
the psychotic normally.

That's how people like this
slip through our grasp.

We got to put something in
his head that'll drive him nuts.

Then he'll show us
who he really is.

Last try.

Then we're done.

Do you think you did enough?

That night, Davin,
with those murders?

I told you I didn't kill nobody.

How many times
do I have to tell you?

Do you think
Baphomet is proud of you?

Proud that you murdered
all those innocent people.

Here's the thing, Davin.

Baphomet will find you.

And when he does,
he'll drag you straight to hell.

Why would you say that?

Because he told me to.

Who's behind the glass?

You wouldn't believe me
if I told you.

But he's someone who knows.

Knows what you did.

You want to know what him
and I are wondering?

No. What are you doing?

Why don't you ask him?

Ask him what?

Ask Baphomet
if he's proud of you.

Go on, ask him.

Who's back there?!
Who are you?!

Who are you?!

Who is it?!

Crow.

Crow.

I'm trapped.

Buried.

In the basement.

Help.

Trapped between.

I am innocent.

I am totally innocent.

I only read about Baphomet.

Nothing else.

I'm innocent!

Baphomet doesn't want me!

I'm innocent!

He won't take me.

I won't let him!

He's not gonna get me.

His... His guilt must have
been eating at him.

That's why he killed himself.

He had an airtight alibi.

Made even tighter
when we dug again.

By people who hated him.

The guy was innocent.

Maybe a little odd, but not
half as weird as you.

Innocent to his core.

That poor guy's suicide
is on both of our heads.

But I blame you.
Your visions killed that man.

You.

You failed me.

The portal is opening wider.

You're going to be sacrificed
to Baphomet.

The hell's going on?

Not somebody else.

- Did someone get killed?
- Shh. Quiet.

The basement.

Someone's in the basement.

Crow.

Baphomet, Baphomet, Baphomet.

Oh, God.

What's he saying?

Damn!

Crow, who did this to you?

Crow, who did this?

Baphomet.