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Mom.

Mom.

Are you out here?

Carly.

Help me.

Carly.

Mom.

Carly.

Mom, are you in here?

Help me.

Mom.

Carly.

I'm here.

Just a little further.

I'm here.

Mom.

- Oh, sweetheart. - What are you doing?

Don't you see what you're standing in?

What the hell, Martin?

- Girl. - Wine o'clock?

Damn right. I wanna see the place.

I'm, uh, I'm on my way. Just send me the address.

- Okay, see you soon. - Bye.

What?

All right.

I have to admit, I was beginning to wonder

what the hell I was doing back here,

but this is what makes it worth it.

Hi.

- Too long. - Look at you.

Let me take a look at you.

You look like shit.

What's going on?

Good to see you, too, big city.

Check out my workspace. It's up here.

Hang on. Are you working here or house sitting?

- A little of both. - Okay.

I mean, if the designs I submit get accepted,

then can turn into a long term thing.

Not the house, obviously.

I'm so happy you're back, pal.

Am I really having another? I am, aren't I?

- I am having another piece. Yeah. - It's so good.

So what else is going? I mean, catch me up.

What have I missed?

I got a text from Martin.

- Martin? - Yeah.

- Really? - Yeah, just, uh, just before I came over.

- Wow. - I mean, I haven't spoken to him since,

God, it must be like six or seven years now.

I don't know.

Yeah.

- Did you text him back? - No.

I can't go near any of that anymore.

You know?

Good. No one needs to hear his insane theories

after everything that happened with your mother.

I don't know that I was that good at listening to you

after all the shit you went through.

You were just fine, okay?

But this is way too heavy for one glass of wine.

Easily fixed.

No, no, no. I'm, uh, I'm driving.

And I actually should get going.

- You're kidding? - I know.

- You just got here. - I know.

I've got you back now.

We can do this like so many times over.

Okay.

Thank you.

I will see you later.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Hey. - Hey.

I didn't know what to get you, but I remembered

you always loved Coke so I got you a Coke.

Thanks.

How are you doing?

How are you... how are you holding up and stuff?

I'm all right. I got a job assembling truck bodies.

Keeps me busy. Welding.

Are you still at the same house on the bench?

Yeah.

It's nice there.

So what's the deal?

So a few days ago I got a call from this medical tech company on the valley.

Uh, they offered me some money to be part of like a focus group.

So I went and when I got there,

there were all these real actual hospital patients.

What? That's fucked up.

Yeah, but the patient was your mom, Carly.

I mean, it was Angela.

And they knew that I knew her somehow.

I mean, I didn't find that out until I got there.

Wait. What? She's in a clinic? Is she sick?

Carly, she's in a coma.

I mean, she's fully paralyzed.

- A coma, what happened? - I don't know. They didn't say.

It looked like correctional services brought her up there.

I mean, she's still like a felon or whatever, right,

but she's being allowed to be a patient

in this medical research thing.

Did you actually see her?

Yeah. The second I recognized her, I left, but yeah.

Ugh.

They wanted your contact information, but I didn't give it to them.

I don't think that they know that you changed your last name

but they're gonna find you.

I'm sorry things got so weird between us.

And I understand why you got so angry, I do.

- Like, I get it. - It's fine.

You don't have to apologize.

It was just, it was hard for me then.

Didn't wanna hear all that stuff, okay?

We're cool.

- Hello. - Is this a Miss Spencer?

Yeah, that's me.

Hi, my name is Michael Dolos from Therapol.

- I know who you are. - Okay.

My friend Martin told me you called.

Yes, your mother, Angela, she's our patient.

I'm just wondering if you would perhaps be open

to coming in to visit with her.

She's not doing too well unfortunately.

Miss Spencer?

Uh, yeah, I'm here.

What happened to her?

I don't understand. Why is she in a clinic?

I'm sorry, but we can't discuss medical details

of patients over the phone, but if you come in,

we can explain everything to you.

It's a very unusual circumstance for us.

Yeah, I'll do it.

Okay, great. Um...

Could you come in tomorrow?

- Yeah, yes. - Great, I'll text you the address.

Thank you so much, Miss Spencer.

We'll see you tomorrow.

Miss Spencer.

- Morning. - Morning.

I'm Michael. We spoke last night on the phone.

Thank you, uh, so much for coming in today.

I do appreciate it.

Let me take you inside.

Uh, what... what is this place?

Therapol is a new company.

Medical imaging industry.

Some of our funding is governmental.

Some of it's private.

We develop cutting-edge technology here

to try and alleviate suffering in patients.

At least that's our goal.

A lot of the technology is so new,

it doesn't really even exist.

Someone is building it.

Right this way.

After you.

Please, uh, just have a seat.

This is Daniel.

He's our lead researcher here.

- Hi. - Hi, nice to meet you.

Daniel is a PhD in two fields,

biomedical imaging and neurology.

Okay, and, uh, and you?

I'm a physician primarily.

Anyway, thank you for coming in.

We know it's not an ideal situation.

Our lab has a relationship with hospitals

and prisons all over the country

for possible candidates for our research.

Very specific requirements.

Yeah, uh...

I've been out of touch with her for a very long time.

I don't know much about what's happened to her over the years,

but Martin, who you met, said she's in a coma.

Is that... is that accurate?

Yes, sadly.

Her syndrome is very rare.

It's called LIS or locked-in syndrome.

Typically the patient is completely aware,

but they are unable to move at all due to complete paralysis

of all voluntary muscles in the body.

Why? I mean, what happened?

Well, in your mother's case, it appears to

be the result of a brain injury, head trauma.

She had an episode in prison apparently.

Her case of pseudocoma is very unusual.

She's unable to breathe on her own.

She can't even move her eyes.

So it's a total locked-in state.

But her mind is very active.

She just won't communicate with us in the simulation,

except to ask for you.

Uh, simulation?

Yes. That's why we asked you to come in.

Think of what we're building here

as kind of a second reality for all your senses.

Your thoughts, like where to move your hand,

are driven by your motor cortex.

We redirect these impulses to a digital version of you

and in that virtual space, you will meet your mother.

But you have to think of it as stepping into someone's mind.

Into her mind.

It can be very confusing for the outsider

because a piece of one place, one memory,

might be inserted into another, kind of like a dream.

- Make sense? - Um...

We should let you know, too, we are aware of your mother's convictions.

We can certainly appreciate how complicated

the relationship might be for you.

To know that our research is making a difference,

we need to know how she's doing on the inside,

if it's making life better for her.

So, you want me to communicate with her?

Get her to open up as much as possible.

See how she's doing.

We wanna know if there's anything we can do

to make her life more comfortable.

All right, let's get started.

Okay, this capture will represent how you look in the simulation.

So just stand there with your arms out, please,

like in a "T" pose.

- Yeah, okay. - Great.

Okay.

Three, two, one.

Okay.

Carly, uh, wait.

Before you go in, remember your mother's in a bad state.

I don't want you to be shocked.

It can be a real shock for a family member

who hasn't seen something like this before.

Oh, my God.

Prison guards reported her becoming more

and more violent over the years.

Self harming.

Episodes of psychotic hallucinations.

Until eventually she sustained the brain injury.

Carly, you'll be lying over here.

Take your shoes off, please,

and you can leave your things down here.

Okay. You can turn to me.

Now this will read and transmit directly

to your brain in the sim, okay?

Is that too tight?

- Okay, just lie back. - No, that's good. Okay.

We'll be monitoring everything from a control room. Make sure you're okay.

Uh, wait. When I'm inside, can I communicate with you?

Yes, we can hear and see you, but you cannot hear us

or if you ask, we'll pull you right out immediately, okay?

Okay.

Okay, Carly.

Just take a deep breath in.

And we're about to drop you into the simulation, okay?

Okay, close your eyes.

And three, two, one.

Okay, looking good.

And she's dropping in.

Oh, my God.

How is this possible?

Angela.

It's me. It's...

It's Carly, your...

It's Carly.

I debated whether I should come here at all.

I didn't wanna see you.

Actually, I didn't wanna see you ever again.

I decided that long ago.

But then I realized something.

I never got a chance to tell you

how much I hate you.

So that's why I'm here.

I came here to tell you how fucking disgusting you are.

And now I know you can die having heard exactly how I feel.

Carly, I knew that.

And now I need you to leave.

You have to go.

What?

You want me to leave you?

Turn and look at me, Angela.

I don't want to look at you.

I don't want to endanger you.

Look at me.

Turn and look at me.

You're so beautiful,

but now you have to go.

Go, sweetheart, please. You can hate me.

Go, go, go.

Yeah, okay, yeah, well, that's just perfect.

It's just perfect. That's better than I could've imagined.

You ask me to leave?

You've really outdone yourself, Angela.

You go.

Go and don't you come back.

Don't ever come back. You hear me?

- Go. - You know what?

- Fuck you. - Get her out.

She could be beyond her threshold.

Yeah.

- How did she seem to you? - Sorry, sorry, guys.

I just need a second.

The whole thing's just a bit of a shock.

She seemed, um...

I don't know.

Same as she's always been I suppose. Uh...

I don't know, disconnected. Crazy.

Where did she place you? Um, where was the simulation?

It was, uh, my childhood home.

Some stuff was wrong. Off slightly.

Yeah, that's how she remembers it.

Did she seem like she was in any pain at all?

We didn't hear her mention anything relating to her condition.

Feeling trapped, claustrophobic, out of body experiences.

No, I don't think so.

She was younger, though.

Like around the same time as when she went to prison.

The age regression is a coping mechanism for Angela.

It seemed like a very informative first meeting, though.

- Hmm. - Wait, first?

Well, we would like you to do another.

- No. No. - Carly, um...

You're a smart woman and I'm not gonna try and bullshit you.

The only reason you came here today

was to simply tell her how you feel.

Am I correct?

Anger, right?

What's under that anger?

You're hurt.

Understandably, you're confused.

Your mother went on a homicidal rampage.

She left you almost two decades ago.

Why?

Ask her these questions.

This is your chance.

Shit.

Carly.

Mom.

I can't.

Fuck, okay.

Carly!

Carly, Carly, Carly, Carly.

Thank you for coming in again.

I know it must be really difficult.

Thanks.

Okay, just lay back.

- How is she? - Okay. For now, I think.

Okay, Carly. You ready?

- Yeah. - All right, dropping you in in three,

two, one.

Angela.

It's me again.

It's Carly.

Oh, my God.

What the hell is that?

Can you guys see that? What is it?

No, no, no. Let her decide.

Angela?

Angela.

Why are you here?

Because this is where it gets its power.

But now it lives in me.

What lives in you?

Carly, you have to go.

Please go.

I'm begging you. Go, Carly, go.

Angela, I came back a second time to ask you something.

Why would you call me here?

Why would you call Martin here?

Why us after all these years?

I didn't.

It did.

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

Now go.

Get out.

Please go.

You have to go. You have to go.

- You have to go. - Stop it.

Stop it. Stop doing that.

You guys. Daniel, please!

Please, please let me out.

Michael, Daniel, can you hear me?

- Guys, let me out! - Come on, what are we doing?

No, no, no, no, no, no. Just... just wait.

Go, go, go, go, go.

You have to go. Go, go, go, go.

Go, go, go, go.

Where the fuck is the exit?

Okay, how do I get out? What do I do? Okay.

Carly, think. Carly, think.

Carly.

What?

It can't be.

Sam.

Sam.

What? How is this possible?

Sam.

No! Okay.

Make a left here. Okay.

Here we go.

Just follow me down the hall.

What the fuck happened to me?

We don't have answers.

Did someone cut me while I was under? Did you do this to me?

No.

Well, then why the fuck didn't you pull me out?

I asked to be pulled out. You said you could hear me.

- Is that a lie? - Miss Spencer...

Obviously we can appreciate how upset you are.

You have every right. We just need to ask you a few questions.

She said she did not ask for us.

She didn't ask for me or Martin.

She did. I can promise you that.

I'm gonna try to be brief, okay?

Now, your mother took you to a memory of a building. What was that?

I mean, in the real world, where does this memory come from?

You said you know what Angela was convicted of?

Yes, on paper, yes, but any information you can give us can be helpful.

Her life revolved around nursing.

She loved her job.

I had a close-knit small group.

Sam, my best friend, Martin, and me.

Just the three of us neighborhood kids.

Anyway, this one afternoon we were drinking at my house

because Angela was out...

and I suddenly had this feeling.

Like, I can't even explain.

It was like the worst feeling in my life.

What feeling?

That something had happened to her.

She told me she was going an hour north that morning

to this place, a sanatorium for tuberculosis.

She was on the prevential medical team

asked to evaluate if it could eventually be reopened.

I forced Martin to drive us there.

When we got there, we found her car abandoned,

but we couldn't find her.

Mom?

We couldn't find her anywhere.

Mom?!

And we went into that disgusting building.

Mom?

Mom! Hey!

I see a cut. Grab your shirt.

Her arm was cut, bleeding.

Like this.

Exactly like this.

I remember getting her home.

She wouldn't talk to me.

It went on like that for a few weeks.

Weeks?

Yeah, she was, uh, she was gone.

Comatose.

It... It got worse and worse, though.

Mom, I'm gonna go over to Sam's first.

Then I come home this one day

and she's being loaded into a squad car.

And I remember her looking at me.

She smiled at me.

Then I found out she'd... set fire...

...to an old aged care home.

A place she'd worked before.

She killed 21 people.

I'm so sorry, Carly.

They also uncovered that she poisoned people

at a local church.

- Killed another five... - including my grandmother.

The whole town turned on me by extension.

So I made a choice that day

that I would never see her again.

That I would never speak to her.

Fuck, look, I can't do this anymore, okay?

Can we just be done, please?

Just one thing, please. Um...

Was there anyone else there with you

in the simulation with you and your mother?

Sam, yeah. My friend Sam was in there.

- Can I go, please? - Yeah, of course, that's okay.

That's more than enough.

The building, the sanatorium, where was that?

Does it matter?

Hey, what's up, babe?

Thank God.

What?

Sorry, I just, um...

Uh, I had strange feeling about you.

- I just wanted to make sure you were okay. - Oh.

That's a pretty fucking weird and creepy thing to say.

Yeah, I guess you're right. It is.

- Sorry. - You okay? You sound terrible.

Yeah.

Yeah, no, I'm good. I just had a really fucking weird morning.

Hey.

Uh, sorry for just showing up.

But I... I need to talk to you.

Can I come in?

Okay.

I went to see Angela today at that clinic.

You did?

In the simulation, she took me to

that building where we found her.

What do you mean she took you to that building?

It's like being in a person's memory.

I found her there in the simulation.

It's like a...

It's like a recreation.

But I saw that place.

And, Martin, I saw something in it.

Something, uh...

You all right?

Look, I just, I wanted to say that when you came to me

with all that stuff back then, I was really harsh.

You mean when you said I was clinically insane?

Yes.

Yeah.

You and Sam cut me off completely.

Sorry.

But can you tell me again?

You had like all those handwritten notepads with sketches.

Do you remember?

Yeah, I remember.

After we found your mom, it started. I would sleepwalk.

- I'd wake up in the woods just shaking. - Okay.

I had these terrors, these nightmares,

so I would write, sketch them.

That's what I kept trying to show you.

Things have gotten a lot worse for me since then.

What do you mean worse?

Carly, what happened to your arm?

I don't know.

It happened in the simulation. I don't know.

I can't explain it, but it's the same as hers.

So...

Please, Martin, I'm so confused.

Show me.

Now, I've never shown anyone this before.

So this what I think it is.

Demonic possession.

Out of all the research I've done, all the bullshit I read,

this one seems like it could be real.

It's said to haunt and torment you for your entire life,

also influencing close friends and other family members.

Accounts go back millennia.

See?

I think that sanitarium is built

on some sort of haunted land.

Now there are stories that date back centuries

that connect to this piece of land.

And everyone says the same thing.

1889. It was a fur trading post.

Accounts of bodily possessions, murders, all documented.

Hey, look at this.

The first stage of the infection.

The subject makes an amulet using parts of a raven

like the one your mother made.

I don't know if it was fate or just bad luck or what,

but she walked through this thing's lair

and it snatched her right up, possessed her body.

Just... just hear me out, okay?

In the Catholic church and in a lot of sects of the Catholic church,

the idea of the demons are real is just accepted as a fact.

I mean, it's not some hypothetical "what if"

like the way we talk about it.

To them, it is as real as air and water.

I'm talking demons.

The devil.

Real.

Okay.

So, one of the things that I read is that the Vatican

has basically been funding a black ops unit.

Very well funded and well equipped to hunt demons,

using hand-selected priests like soldiers.

What I read is that the Vatican

has been buying up places like Therapol.

And I mean exactly like Therapol.

Private hospitals.

Small clinics that specialize in disorders.

Things like comas.

Things that western medicine will dismiss

as being explainable when, in fact, it could be...

Possessions.

I think that the doctors at Therapol,

I think they're priests.

And I think they're using technology

to sniff out who's genuinely possessed.

What do they do with the possessed people?

An exorcism.

Now, I think they take the people that have been possessed

back to the original place it happened.

The demon gateway.

It's the only way it gets in or out.

And I think they're gonna take her back

to the sanitarium, Carly.

Are you sure that you haven't been having

any hallucinations or any visions?

And I mean outside of the simulation,

because this is what it does, Carly.

It shows you things.

And it makes you do things.

Yeah, okay, no.

I can't do this, sorry.

Carly.

Carly.

Just... would you listen to me, please? Listen to me.

If you start having visions, that means it's...

Carly!

It means it's coming for ya.

- Hey, babe! - Oh, what the fuck?

What the fuck?

Sam, Jesus.

You could've killed me. You just let yourself in?

Yeah, chill out.

- God, sorry. - No, no, no.

I can't do this tonight, Sam.

- No, I'm sorry. - What, no, sit down.

No, I'm not gonna sit down, okay?

I'm sorry. I need you to leave, please.

- Have you eaten? - Sam.

Sam. I need you to go.

Carly.

What's going on?

I just came from Martin's house, okay,

because I saw Angela today.

- You saw your mother... - And I don't wanna talk about it, okay?

I need some space to think, so...

- All right. - That's what I need.

- All right. - Thank you.

Um, yeah.

- Totally get it. - Thank you.

- I will leave on one condition. - What?

That you will call me if you need anything.

I will be here in five minutes.

Okay.

Are you sure you're okay?

Okay.

Babe?

- What the hell are you doing? - Hi, I'm sorry.

I was just so worried about you, okay?

- I couldn't sleep. - I told you.

I told you I just needed some space.

I know, but I was just really concerned.

Why are you banging on the door?

- What time is it? - I don't know.

It's like 3:00 a.m. or something.

You crazy ho.

What are you doing?

You're the one with the fucking kitchen knife.

So yeah, I'm not gonna stay long, babe.

I just wanted to come and check on you.

Thank you.

- I appreciate it. - Well...

You are my BFF.

I know.

Thanks.

Also...

I wanted to show you a little trick that I can do.

- What? - Yeah, it's just...

It's just a little trick I can do

and I wanted you to see it.

Okay, wait.

Just wait, Carly.

Don't be scared.

Remember if you can't find me, Carly,

you can look for me in the woods.

Okay?

What are you saying, Sam?

Oh, it's just, um...

Look, Carly.

Just look.

Look, Carly.

Look.

No!

It was just a dream. It was just a dream. It was just a dream.

Okay, okay.

Oh, my God, oh, my God.

Fuck.

Come on, pick up.

Come on, pick up.

Hey, this is Sam. Leave a message, I guess.

Fuck.

Hey, this is Sam. Leave a message, I guess.

Look at her.

That is absolute terror.

It's become obsessed with her.

Completely obsessed.

Trapped in her mother's head in a coma.

Nothing but memories of this girl in every direction.

- It wants her. - I don't like it.

We should contact her.

Offer protection, bring her in.

No, no, no, no. It has chosen who it wants.

Like they always fucking do.

Gold team, take the patient down to the vehicle. Get her intubated.

We're gonna be heading out to the sanitarium ASAP.

We'll see you on level two.

Roger that, sir.

Come on, Sam.

Hey, this is Sam. Leave a message, I guess.

Fuck.

Sam.

Sam.

Sam, are you here?

It's Carly.

Fuck.

Fucking kidding me.

Sam.

This is 9-1-1. State your type of emergency.

I think something may have happened to my friend.

Her front door was open and the power's out

and she isn't answering her phone.

Okay, don't enter the house.

Please provide me your location.

There's no signs of forced entry.

Okay, yeah.

I didn't know.

The power's out.

She have a husband, boyfriend, anyone staying here with her?

No, no, no, no. Nothing like that. She was just here alone.

Just gonna check upstairs first.

Okay.

Sam!

Fuck.

Come on, Sam, where are you?

How old is she?

Ma'am?

- How old is she? - Sorry. Uh, 38.

Okay. Well, there's no signs of forced entry.

There's no obvious suspect.

What? What are you talking about?

We'll give it 48 hours and if it's necessary,

we'll open up a missing persons...

48 hour... Yes, yes, it's necessary.

Can't we just do that now?

Something has happened to her. Please?

Look, I understand how you feel, ma'am.

I also know that almost all these calls resolve in 48 hours.

Hey, I suggest get a good sleep.

She'll probably show up in the morning.

Okay.

Hey, hey.

I'm really sorry that I left like that before.

I know it's like 3:30 in the morning, too.

That's... That's okay. You wanna come in?

Yeah.

I'm sorry. I just I didn't know where else to go.

Don't worry about it, it's all right.

So what happened? What's going on?

It's Sam. She's missing.

- The police won't open a case. - Hold on a second.

- What do you mean the police? - I don't know. She's missing, okay?

- I don't know. - Okay.

Okay, hey, just slow down.

Come on, come sit down.

Am I crazy?

I had a nightmare. I swear it was real.

It feels like it happened.

Sam was in it.

She told me to look for her in the woods

if I couldn't find her.

In the dream, she said that.

When I woke up, I called her and there was no answer

and I know that she should be home.

So I went there to where she's staying

and she wasn't there.

The house was open.

The doors were wide open.

That's what used to happen to me.

The dreams, the woods.

I mean, Sam must be trying to tell you where she is.

With that thing.

Always back to that fucking building.

That goddamn building.

Wait. You think it's actually true?

Something she told me in a dream?

She's actually there?

I mean, we have to go there.

No fucking way.

Well, then I have to go.

- I have to get her. - And do what?

I don't know. I just, I know I have to try.

- Why is this even a discussion? - Carly, you can't just go up there.

Think about it for a second. Just wait, wait, wait, wait, think.

- Just think it through. - Get out of my way.

It lures you, right?

Years later. Decades later.

It uses everything you care about.

Your friends, your family.

It fucks with them. It sends them visions.

It's fucking with you. Don't you get that?

It wants you to go up there.

You wanna end up like your mother? Do you wanna burn people?

Sam stood by me when no one else did.

I have to go. I have to. I don't have a choice.

God damn it, you're forcing me to go up there with you.

- Yeah. - All right.

That's her car.

- Okay. - Okay.

No, no, no. You stay here.

- She there? - No.

You see that?

What is that?

Sam.

Sam.

Sam.

Carly, Carly.

What?

You see?

- What? - There.

Hey.

Hey, Sam.

Hey. It's me.

It's Carly.

It's Carly, Sam. Okay?

It's okay, it's okay. It's okay, it's me.

It's Carly.

Okay?

Let's get out of here, okay?

I saw things.

I saw myself.

Okay.

I was burning alive.

Let's go, okay?

Sam, come on, let's go.

Come on, Sam.

How did I get here?

- Did I drive here? - Yes, yes.

Okay, all right, we gotta go. Let's go, come on.

All right, come on. Let's get out of here.

It's okay.

They took her.

They took Angela.

She's in there.

- Wait. - The men, they took her.

They took her into the building.

She's there. She's just in there.

- What? - Just keep her walking. Please, come on.

Sam, what do you mean?

Tell me what you mean.

Sam, are you sure it was Angela?

I just need to sleep, please.

- Come on. - Let's get you in there. Get you in there.

Okay, let's get out of here.

No, no, wait.

- Wait. - What do you mean wait?

We have her, we have Sam. We gotta go, we gotta go.

- Let's go, we're going. - No, no.

Angela is up there.

You heard what she said.

Listen to me.

It's luring you and now it's using

the visions it's given Sam to get you

to go back into that building.

Carly, please don't do this.

If this is all true, then I abandoned her.

You know she's innocent.

I can't leave her here.

It's all right, you can go, okay?

It's all right.

If you're going, I'm going with ya.

- Oh, my God. - Okay.

What the fuck happened here?

- What are you doing? - I'm calling the police.

I mean, that guy needs help, right?

Unless he's dead.

Fucking no reception.

Jesus.

Okay, listen. We're gonna leave Sam right here and we're gonna go in.

We're gonna find Angela.

And if we don't find her after 10 minutes,

we're leaving, okay?

Shit.

Hey, another guy.

What the fuck is going on?

Wait.

That's the simulation.

That's what I saw in the clinic.

They're exorcists.

Oh, God.

Hey, Carly.

I think he's still alive.

I recognize him.

Daniel. Daniel.

Hey, it's Carly.

Oh, my God, what happened to you?

First aid kit. I can do medical attention.

No, it's all over.

- Don't. - Daniel, where is she?

Where's Angela? Is she here?

We always bring the possessed

back to the place of infection.

The simulation let us go into the mind of the possessed

to draw the thing out.

We took all precautions,

but it jumped from her into Michael.

Now that it's free, it won't stop coming for you, Carly.

The holy lance.

It's been in the Vatican for 1,000 years.

Take it, Carly.

It's the only thing that will kill it.

How do I help my mom? What do I do?

Load into the simulation and try to help get her out,

but I think she's too far gone.

The simulation is active now.

Follow the cables.

- Go. - Everything's spent.

There's no ammo.

- Okay. - Let's go.

Listen to me.

If it takes me, shoot me.

You understand?

I can't go through what she went through.

Okay?

Okay.

- Ugh. What stinks? - Yeah.

Okay.

- You see that? - Yeah, what is that?

Fuck. Where is this motherfucker?

Jesus.

Okay, here we go.

This is insane.

Mom.

What do you do?

I go in and I try to get her out.

Can you pass me that? The head thing.

- Yeah. - The thing right there.

Thank you.

Okay, I'm gonna keep guard.

But you do this fast, okay?

Yes. Yeah.

Hey.

Thank you, Martin.

Mom.

Mom, it's me.

Mom, please where are you?

Who's there?

Hey.

All right, motherfucker, stop right there.

I'm not gonna ask again.

Stop.

Fuck. Come on!

Let's go.

Mom.

Mom, hey, it's me. It's Carly.

Carly.

Carly.

No, my baby, you can't be here.

You must go. You must be safe.

I know it left me in here, but now it's gone.

They're out there where you are.

Mom, come.

Come on, you can't stay here, okay?

You can join me outside.

Do you know what this place is?

No, I've never been here.

It was a house I always imagined for us.

A more idyllic place for you to grow up.

Now it's just a bunch of rotting memories.

Decaying dreams.

A future that never happened.

I failed you.

No, you didn't. You didn't. I...

I understand now.

Okay? Mom.

Mom.

I need you to come with me. Okay?

I need to get you out of here, please.

I'm not strong enough to go out there.

Not anymore.

Mom, I can help you out there in the world.

I can help you.

I can look after you, please.

No.

I'm at peace now. All I ask is that there's no more pain.

You go out.

You live.

Live a life of love and happiness.

And you leave all this behind.

- I'm sorry for the years we lost. - No.

But I got to see you one more time.

No, Mom. Mom, don't.

No.

No.

No, please don't do this. Please don't do this, Mom, no.

Mom, no, please.

Martin.

Martin.

I'm sorry.

Martin.

Martin.

No, fuck.

Daniel. Daniel.

Fuck.

Oh, God.

No. No. No.

S-Sam.

This can't be happening. This can't be real.

I'm so sorry, Sam.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Oh, my God. God. - Carly.

It's... it's here for you.

It's waiting. It's a trap. You have to go.

No, no, no. I'm not leaving you, okay?

I'm not leaving you.

Go. Go!

Go!

Martin, Martin.

Did you know that I like to burn things?

I burn all their weapons.

All their crucifixes and their bibles.

All their guns.

But really, Marty...

I like to burn people.

And I think when I come back in her body...

Mm.

I will burn you.

You leave her alone.

No!

No, you leave her!

Leave her!

Fuck! No, no.

Oh.

You are my new home.

Fuck you!

What the fuck is this?

Where the fuck did you get it?

Submit to me.

Die!

Obey me.

No.

What have you done?

Die!

Hey.

I got you these.

Thanks. Uh...

They're lovely.

How you feeling?

The doctor said you're healing really well.

Yeah, I'm okay.

They say you'll get to go home by the end of the week.

Yeah.

Well, did you want a ride?

I'll drive you home. I'll come check on you.

I'll bring you chicken noodle soup.

Cups of pudding. Is that what you like, pudding?

Don't make me laugh.

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