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You're up.

Good. I just had the weirdest dream.

You're in it, but you're a horse that could speak, and you...

Huh, what's that green sludge?

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 1 a .m. in the morning.

Okay, then. Seven hours from now.

And what if the lights come back? We don't look at them until we figure out

they are.

So you dragged us all the way out here to show us a picture of a space booger?

I'm a serious and dangerous space booger that flies.

Which shouldn't be looked at. There was talk in the UFO chat rooms about...

The lights last night. UFO!

I'm not saying it's that, but this can't just be a coincidence.

There's lots of naturally occurring things that can light up the sky.

Meteor showers, satellites.

Have you guys seen Nana?

She's not at the milkshake? She was taking the day off.

We were meant to make some game day snacks for the comp next week, but I

seen her since she left for her walk last night.

What did your mum say?

That Nana's gone to the mainland and forgotten her phone?

She does have form.

Remember that time she took off for the rockabilly dance competition?

Yeah, the folk festival.

And those two weeks she spent in a commune. She would have told me if she

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 Jillian 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.

Thank you.

Search and rescue say someone has to be gone for 24 hours until their class is

missing. We're not waiting that long.

Not with those lights out there.

We still don't know what those lights are and no one else seems to be missing.

We're not taking that chance.

I want to find her before sundown.

I've equipped these with GPS tracking devices, torches and free -strike

comestibles in case of hypophagia.

Comestibles, food.

I have a phagia, 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

to research the light.

Stop at the island history books to the milkshack. 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 Nana disappears forever? Like that farmer? Like Uncle Charlie?

We'll find her.

I'll make sure of it.

I could get used to having this place to ourselves.

Butter pecan?

None for me. I'm here to work.

I wish these things came with a word search feature. Not everything is

To find the article, it's going to require much dedication and patience.

Then you might be able to... Oh!

Mysterious lights arrival, South Beach.

Making his luck.

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

aggressive.

Aggressive? How?

Because today is the second day.

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

You've reached Hayley 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 not even asking.

What is it, Nana?

The right size.

Still damp.

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

Let's keep following this trail. But it'll be dark soon. Well, then we'd

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 want to 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.

That's cool because... A triple conjunction is when Mars, Mercury and

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 is at its fullest.

So dead. Taylor and the others are safe during the daylight.

No. A full moon is determined by the moon's position in its orbit around

not in a particular spot.

They also come in the day.

Any good news?

That wasn't the sound I was hoping for.

Every 47 years... Don't speak with your mouth full.

Every 47 years, when the lights come, someone goes missing.

Always one person, always on a second date.

We need to warn them.

Still nothing.

At least we can still follow them on the computer.

Maybe we should take a break on the buttered pecan.

There's no time for hesitation.

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.

Uncle Charlie always used to tell me that the most important survival skill

not giving up.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm sorry about before, Nori.

Sure. About snapping at you.

Not what I said about your tan pitching.

You really, really don't have a clue.

Dad, sorry.

I just can't stop thinking about Nana.

Can anyone hear me?

I can still hear her voice.

Wait, that is her voice. Where's it coming from?

I think from that direction. Let's go.

Uh, Taylor?

Don't worry, step out of it.

What just happened?

Don't look at the lights, remember?

Yeah, sorry.

I think they're gone.

Gone where?

No idea.

Nana, are you okay?

Where are you?

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. Banana'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.

can't handle the sugar and the those lights have a history of taking people

forever the good news is if you can survive until tomorrow you won't have to

worry about the lights for another 47 years the bad news is you're in the

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 other should be all right i think

that's all bad news i was going for a glass half full approach or should i say

ice cream bowl

Misha has run off. Can you get a lock on her?

I think so.

Head wet. Where's the butter pecan?

They threw it out?

No!

What's gone wrong?

Don't worry about it. Keep going wet. What about the lights?

Here.

Don't let go.

Misha'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.

Misha, can you hear me?

Taylor! We'll be right there.

They've gone offline or we've lost connection with the satellite or... Or?

The light's got them.

You okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, now we know Alice's map doesn't cover holes in the ground.

Jillian?

Misha?

Jillian! Mia!

Jillian!

Jillian, are you okay? What happened?

I was 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.

Where's Misha?

Wait, she's not with you?

No.

Kayla, what's going on? Are you okay? We fell in a hole, but we found Jillian

and we're safe in a cave.

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

Yes. She's heading deep into the jungle.

She's probably been hypnotized by the lights.

Keep an eye on her.

I'll see if Jillian 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 Misha. I need a mirror.

When the lights tried to get us before, they kept backing away.

I mean, 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?

It's perfect reflection.

Hand me a torch.

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

She's my granddaughter.

I'm coming with you.

It's too dangerous with that ankle.

Then I'll go.

I need you as backup 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.

Okay, Kayla, you want to keep going straight ahead.

Lila, some chocolate mint. Or I'll take some boysenberry squash. No more ice

cream.

I'll tell you when to turn right.

Keep going straight ahead.

You're nearly there.

What happened? Are you all right?

I tripped over a rock.

I'm okay.

But the mirror is smashed.

Come back.

He's right. It's too dangerous.

We can't leave Misha 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 Misha.

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 Misha.

No! Promise me, Nori, when the lights head towards me, you get Misha.

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!

Too many frozen comestibles!

What did you say?

Don't mind him. He just had too much letter to begin.

I think I know how we can beat the lights.

Lila.

I need your help.

All right, Alice, guide me.

Keep going straight, Nori. Misha's about 50 meters ahead.

Alice, they're going to take her.

Stay focused. Remember what Taylor asked.

Misha?

Misha!

Misha!

Misha!

Nori? Misha!

Grab my hand.

Nori got Misha.

Oh, no.

She's entrenched. Lila, go for it.

Where am I? Taylor, your pockets.

What's in your pockets? The food.

The power of the light must be too strong. She's not remembering.

Commestibles. Commestibles.

I need to get to Taylor.

No need.

Uh -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

another 47 years.

Misha and I made some game day snacks for my heroes.

And it's all high energy.

Pumpkin seeds, nuts, broccoli and dark chocolate.

I would have offered ice cream, but it seems we're...

All out of stock.

Taylor! Taylor!

Sorry, I had to finish this.

It's the ball piece.

After all, you are finishing what he started.

Thank you.

We're going to find your Uncle Charlie.

Just like we found Gillian.

Rockin' in the cities