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You're up!

Good. I just had the weirdest dream.

You were in it...

..but you were a horse that could speak and you...

Oh, what's that green smudge?

Some lights in the sky just now.

That looked a lot like...

..these!

"Whatever you do, do not look at the lights.

"They're dangerous and they will be coming back again."

I'm calling a meeting at the Bermuda Queen. Now.

It's 1am in the morning.

OK, then, seven hours from now.

And what if the lights come back?

We don't look at them until we figure out what they are.

So you dragged us all the way out here

to show us a picture of...a space booger?

A mysterious and dangerous space booger that flies.

Which shouldn't be looked at.

There was talk on the UFO chat rooms

about the lights last night.

- UFOs? - I'm not saying it's that,

but this can't just be a coincidence.

Lots of naturally occurring things can light up the sky.

Meteor showers, satellites...

- Have you guys seen Nana? - She's not at the Milk Shack?

She was taking the day off.

We were meant to make snacks for the comp next week,

but I haven't seen her

since she left for her walk last night.

- What does your mum say? - Nana's gone to the mainland

and forgotten her phone.

She does have form.

Remember when she took off for the rockabilly competition?

And the folk festival.

And those two weeks she spent on a commune.

But she would have told me if she was going anywhere.

"Mysterious green lights have appeared

"above the jungle near South Beach.

"Some locals believe they are linked

"to the disappearance of a farmer."

I saw those lights last night. Where was Gillian walking?

South Beach.

No-one else seems to be worried about Gillian being missing.

Maybe she IS on the mainland.

It can't hurt to check.

Over here!

- These are Nana's. -Look!

There are footprints heading into the jungle.

Nana would never explore the jungle, barefoot, at night.

Unless...something made her.

♪ It's a curious situation

♪ A strong case of speculation how

♪ It takes more than intuition

♪ To work the situation out

♪ It's right before your eyes Can you feel it?

♪ It's right between the lines Try to reveal it

♪ So look until you find All of the pieces

♪ Put them together

♪ Now you see it

♪ Rock Island Mysteries.

Thank you.

Search-and-Rescue say someone has to be gone for 24 hours

until they're classed as missing.

We're not waiting that long.

Not with those lights out there.

We don't know what those lights are and no-one else is missing.

We're not taking that chance. I wanna find her before sundown.

I've equipped these with GPS-tracking devices,

torches, and freeze-dried comestibles,

in case of hyperphagia.

'Comestibles' - food.

'Hyperphagia' - hunger.

Sorry, I forgot who I was talking to.

There are only three packs here, but there's five of us.

I need Ellis and Lila to research the lights.

Start with the island history books at the Milk Shack.

And tell me if Nana turns up. Here. Lock up when you're done.

And take it easy on the buttered pecan ice-cream.

We don't want a repeat of New Year's Eve.

Buttered...pecan...

I don't have a problem with buttered pecan anymore.

Each backpack is fitted with a tracker.

It'll help us find you if you get taken by any lights.

Which I'm sure will never happen.

Just like I'm sure that Gillian is not in any danger

with any injuries and totally not starving all alone.

Please stop trying to be positive.

What if...what if Nana disappears forever?

Like that farmer. Like Unc...

Like Uncle Charlie?

We'll find her. I'll make sure of it.

Ahh, I could get used to having this place to ourselves.

Buttered pecan?

None for me.

I'm here to work.

Oh, I wish these things came with a word-search feature.

Not everything is online.

- National referendum... - To find the article,

it's going to require much dedication and patience.

- Then you might be able to... - Blah, blah... Oh!

"Mysterious lights arrive on South Beach!"

I found it! I'm the research queen!

- Yes, yes, yes! Whoo! - Beginner's luck.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

My dancing's not THAT bad.

The lights appeared two days in a row.

On the second day, when the farmer disappeared,

they appeared to be even more aggressive.

Aggressive? How?

Because today IS the second day.

I don't know, but it doesn't sound good.

You've reached Taylor Young...

Straight to voicemail.

They've probably just got no reception.

You're right, we'll check later.

In the meantime, let's see what else we can find.

Maybe after a bite to eat.

I thought you said we were here to work.

I'm multitasking.

Is it Nana's?

It's the right size.

It's still damp.

My guess is she's been here in the last couple of hours.

- Let's follow this trail. - But it'll be dark soon.

Well, then we'd better move fast.

I knew it!

The appearance of these lights, whatever they are,

isn't just random.

- They're coordinated. - What are you saying?

That they're in some sort of secret light club?

Oh, I wanna be in a secret light club!

I plugged in every time the lights have been reported

over the last couple hundred years.

The appearance of these lights correlate

with one of the coolest events on the astronomical calendar.

A triple conjunction!

Er, and that's cool because...?

A triple conjunction is when Mars,

Mercury and Jupiter align,

and it only occurs once every 47 years!

Like a forbidden romance,

where the couple only see each other twice in a lifetime?

Exactly!

Only real.

And the lights only come out when the moon's at its fullest.

So Taylor and the others are safe during the daylight.

No.

A full moon is determined by the moon's position

in its orbit around Earth, not in a particular spot.

They also come in the day.

Any good news?

That wasn't the sound I was hoping for.

Don't speak with your mouth full.

Every 47 years, when the lights come,

someone goes missing.

Always one person, always on the second day.

We need to warn them.

Still nothing!

At least we can still follow them on the computer.

Ugh...

Oh...

Maybe we should take a break on the buttered pecan.

There's no time for hesitation.

- More! - Hey!

There's no reception out here.

- Why can't we keep going? - It'll be dark soon.

We can start first thing tomorrow.

Here, have some comestibles for your hyperphagia.

Oh, no, I'm turning into Ellis.

You're doing it all wrong! That's not how you prep a tent.

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Hey.

I know this is really scary. I know that better than most.

But Uncle Charlie always used to tell me that

the most important survival skill was not giving up.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm sorry about before, Nori.

- Sure, it... - About snapping at you.

Not what I said about your tent pitching.

You really, really don't have a clue.

Agh, sorry! I just can't stop thinking about Nana.

Can anyone hear me?

It's like I can still hear her voice.

-Help! - Wait! That IS her voice.

- Where's it coming from? -Help!

- I think from that direction. - Let's go!

Uh...Taylor?

Nori, snap out of it!

What just happened?

Don't look at the lights, remember?

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

I think they're gone.

- Gone where? - No idea.

Nana, are you OK? Where are you?

Meesha? Is that you?

Stay where you are! We have to go out in the open.

Be careful. Don't look up. No running.

Maybe some fast walking is alright.

The lights are coming back. Eyes down.

I think they're tracking us.

They lost us.

Maybe it was the trees?

- I think we're safe here. - But Nana's out there.

Maybe Ellis will be able to help us.

No reception. We need to get to higher ground.

Ellis, I think you need less ice-cream.

I'll make you a lemon tea!

It's Taylor!

Lila, finally! Any news?

You're alive! Alive! Life is great!

In summary, A, Ellis can't handle his sugar.

And, B, those lights have a history

of taking people away... forever.

The good news is, if you can survive until tomorrow,

you won't have to worry about the lights for 47 years.

The bad news is, you're in the worst possible spot to survive.

The good and bad news

is that the lights seem to only take one person,

so if one of you goes, the others should be alright.

I think that's all bad news.

I was going for a 'glass half-full' approach.

Or should I say 'ice-cream bowl-full'?

Meesha! Where are you? Help!

- I'm coming, Nana! - Meesha!

Don't! Ellis! Meesha has run off.

- Can you get a lock on her? - I think so.

Head west. Where's the buttered pecan?

I threw it out.

Nooooooo!

- What's gone wrong? - Don't worry about it.

Keep going west.

What about the lights?

Here.

Ellis, you have to be our eyes.

Don't let go.

Meesha's about 100 metres ahead of you.

You're doing well.

You want to keep going straight until you reach a large tree.

-Ow! -Then you want to go

around the tree and keep going straight.

Yep, thanks for that.

Don't worry, I've got your back. Keep going.

Meesha, can you hear me?

-Taylor! - We'll be right there.

Stay where you are.

Taylor? What?!

- W-what does that mean? - I-I... They've gone offline

or we've lost connection with the satellite, or...

Or?

The lights got them.

Are you OK?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Well...now we know Ellis's map

doesn't cover holes in the ground.

Help!

Gillian?

-Meesha? -Gillian!

Here!

Gillian!

Oh, Gillian!

- Are you OK? - Oh!

What happened?

I was just walking along the beach when I blanked out.

I found myself out here,

with a sprained ankle and a smashed phone.

I took shelter in here away from those...things.

And then I heard you calling. Oh!

Where's Meesha?

- Wait, she's not with you? - No.

Taylor, what's going on? Are you OK?

We fell in a hole, but we found Gillian

and we're safe in a cave.

We can't find Meesha. Can you see her at all?

Yes. She's heading deep into the jungle.

She's probably been hypnotised by the lights.

Keep an eye on her. I'll see if Gillian can tell me anything.

When you came back to your senses,

can you remember where you were,

or how you got away from the lights?

I found myself in Crystal Lagoon.

And how did the lights react?

They sort of rose up above me and then -

flew away.

I think that's how I can get to Meesha. I need a mirror.

When the lights tried to get us before,

they kept backing away.

I thought it was the trees, but it also might have been

seeing their reflection in the water.

And what is Crystal Lagoon known for?

Its perfect reflection! Hand me your torch.

OK.

It's not much, but you can use your phone as a light.

She's my granddaughter. I'm coming with you... Oh!

It's too dangerous with that ankle.

Then I'll go.

I need you as back-up in case I don't make it.

We'll merge calls with Ellis so we can all talk.

Hey. Good luck.

Let's try this again, Ellis. No holes this time.

No more holes. Got it.

OK, Taylor, you want to keep going straight ahead.

Lila, some chocolate mint.

- Or I'll take boysenberry... - No more ice-cream.

I'll tell you when to turn right.

Keep going straight ahead. You're nearly there.

- Taylor, what happened? - Are you alright?

I tripped over a rock. I'm OK.

But the mirror is smashed.

Come back!

He's right. It's too dangerous.

We can't leave Meesha out here.

Taylor, the lights are returning.

- Then we go to Plan B. - There's a Plan B?

I'll distract the lights, and Nori can get Meesha.

- That's a terrible plan! - I agree. You can't do it.

- They'll only take one of us. - Then I'll go.

Nori, you get Meesha.

- No! -Promise me, Nori.

When the lights head towards me, you get Meesha.

No, you can't do it. We'll figure out something else!

We don't have any time.

I promise.

No, Taylor! I don't want to lose you!

Ugh! Too many frozen comestibles!

What did you say?

Don't mind him. He's just had too much buttered pecan.

I think I know how we can beat the lights.

Lila, I'll need your help.

Hey, lights! Over here!

I can see you now! Take me!

Over here!

Taylor?

-Taylor, what happened? -Are you alright?

Alright, Ellis, guide me.

Keep going straight, Nori.

Meesha's about 50 metres ahead.

Ellis, they're going to take her.

Stay focused. Remember what Taylor asked.

Meesha?

Meesha!

Meesha! Meesha!

- Nori? - Meesha!

Grab my hand.

Nori's got Meesha. Taylor, you can go.

Taylor!

Oh, no. She's entranced.

Lila, go for it.

I... Where am I?

Taylor, your pockets. What's in your pockets?

The food.

The power of the lights must be too strong.

- She's not remembering. - Comestibles. Comestibles!

Taylor, hurry!

Get...off...my island!

It worked! The lights have gone.

Yes! Yes, yes, yes!

Whoo!

- Nan! - Ohh!

I need to get to Taylor.

No need.

Oh!

So we still don't know where the lights came from,

or what they wanted?

But they didn't take anyone this time.

And we won't have to worry about them for 47 years.

Meesha and I made some game-day snacks, for my heroes.

And it's all high energy.

Pumpkin seeds, nuts, broccoli and dark chocolate.

Mm-hm. I would have offered ice-cream,

but it seems we're, um, all out of stock.

Taylor! Taylor!

Sorry, I had to finish this. It's the full piece.

After all, you are finishing what he started.

Thank you!

We're going to find your Uncle Charlie,

just like we found Gillian.

♪ Oh, they have to

♪ I wish I knew

♪ If my dreams will really come true. ♪

♪ Rock Island Mysteries.