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The dreams are like unpreventable tragedies

that happen to me every night.

Most people are afraid of the miseries

in their waking life.

It's sleep, for me.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

Wait.

How did you sleep?

Pretty good, actually.

That's good.

Okay, I'm in

the right place for the sleep study.

Kelty Craw?

Yeah.

I'm your nurse.

Please follow me.

Okay.

So, as you know, this is a paid sleep study.

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah, I'm good.

And it says here

you were referred to us by a friend?

Mm-hmm.

I just have a few questions to ask you,

about your mental health.

Mm. Great.

Don't worry. This is confidential.

So what interested you in this sleep study?

Uh, well, I've been sleepwalking pretty bad

for the past two years.

Do you have a history of depression?

Yes.

Addictions?

No.

I mean, I-I drink a little bit, but no.

Any PTSD that you know of?

Um, yeah.

From?

An accident.

And what kind of accident?

It was a car crash.

A person died.

I can't really remember that time very well, so...

Okay.

You qualify.

Can I answer any questions?

No.

Who knew it'd be that simple

to explain everything wrong with me?

Whew!

-I am so sorry I'm late! -Hey, Bri.

It's okay.

What the hell's going on?

Did the sleep study accept you?

Yeah.

Well, then that's some money, right?

Yeah.

I'm just not doing very well

with the insomnia and the sleepwalking.

Now I've been waking up online shopping,

spending hundreds of dollars in a fugue state.

That's why I'm in so much debt.

Does Evan know about the spending?

No. I just hide everything I buy

in the back of the closet.

Why don't you tell him?

Because it's embarrassing.

I don't even know I'm doing it.

I'm just feeling helpless.

Well, you're depressed,

and that's not your fault,

but wouldn't you rather

he know now that you're struggling

than when you're married?

So then you gotta tell him about the spending.

I don't know. I'm just scared.

I mean, who would want to marry me like this?

Evan has been obsessed with you

since you were roommates.

He's never gonna leave you.

Yeah, I just don't wanna end up alone...

or like my mom.

You won't.

Evan loves you, all of you,

and if he doesn't...

whatever.

We can just roll together.

You're gonna be fine!

I know.

Remember when we were just roommates?

We always used to make dinner together?

Yes, but we were just making dinner as friends.

We were never just friends.

Oh--

did you cut down the guest list for the wedding yet?

-Uh, yeah. Did you? -Mm-hmm.

Okay, so I think that brings us to about 15K,

if we do it bare bones, at the restaurant.

Okay. Can you pick a date?

I'm sorry, I just-- I've been so busy.

Oh. Well, if we don't pick a date in the next week,

we're gonna lose a summer wedding.

The restaurant keeps giving me different days.

Okay, well, we need to know soon.

I know, I know.

I will stop by this week and finalize it all.

Aren't you excited?

Yeah, of course, I'm excited!

I just will be more excited once we have a date.

Well, what did you do today?

Mm, work, and then, um...

I-I also made that doctor's appointment, remember?

Oh, right. For the sleep stuff?

Mm-hmm.

That's great.

Proud of you.

I think you'll be back to your normal self in no time.

Thanks.

I want you for the rest of my life.

Great-- sleepwalking again.

Calm down. Today is a new day.

Hi. Welcome.

We'll be right with you. Sorry.

We're a little backed up today.

Here you go! Thank you.

Have a good one.

-Good morning. Good morning. -Hey, what's up, Parker?

-How are you? -All right.

I try-- I almost--

I did that. Earlier today.

-But it broke again. -I know.

I know.

I left the new kid in there and followed you out.

What's up?

Not much.

Just thinking about wedding.

You're still taking off early tonight, right?

Yeah.

Cutting out right before clean-up.

By the way, um,

about your friend

who told you about the sleep study--

did she tell you anything I should know about?

No, uh, just that she was really tired after.

Uh, it didn't seem like a big deal.

Good money.

Mm. Okay, cool.

And thank you, by the way. I appreciate it.

Kelty?

I'm Dr. Baylour.

Come with me.

So these...

are going to record and monitor your vitals.

Okay, and, um, what is...?

Oh, the camera is in here, so if you do sleepwalk,

we can see what actually happens.

Great. Okay.

Well, I'll leave, and I'll let you change,

and I'll take this.

It'll be okay.

This is the right thing.

Are you ready?

-Yeah. -Good.

Oh, I wasn't expecting a needle.

What were you expecting?

I-I don't know, like a-- like a pill?

You'll need something a little stronger than that.

Just relax.

Take a big breath.

Counting back from five.

Five...

...four... three...

two...

...sleep.

I'm sorry.

He's dead, Kelty.

You killed him.

Kelty. Kelty!

Wake up!

Wake up, wake up.

It's okay, you're awake.

You were having a nightmare,

which is totally normal.

You have nothing to worry about.

No, this-this one was really, really bad.

It was like...

it was so bloody,

and-and there was...

there was this man--

I've never dreamed about him before.

All because of the medication--

it allows for a deeper sleep.

All the dreams and nightmares here

are very vivid.

That vivid?

I can't crawl inside your mind,

but like I said,

new experiences and sleeping

can be caused because of the medication.

Okay, the money went through.

Whoa, you look like crap.

Yeah.

How was the sleep study?

Not great.

Should you have some coffee?

No, yeah. Sorry, I'm on it.

What happened?

Just, like, the horrible nightmares--

worse than the usual ones.

It was so vivid.

I-I've never dreamt like this before.

Who?

I don't know, but Bri, I swear to God,

it felt like I knew him.

Was it like Evan, but in a different form?

You know how, sometimes, dreams do that?

No.

Is it possible...

that maybe you're just coming to terms with what happened?

This just in--

the Seattle Police

have reopened an investigation

into a man by the name of Alex Garcia.

We are still waiting on additional details that could...

His body was found late last night

near Pier 62.

This can't be happening.

Moving on now to our...

Kelty... Kelty?

Kelty!

Wait. What? Uh, yeah, uh...

I, uh...

No, I-- sorry.

, babe, I forgot, um...

we-we have an inspector coming today,

and-and you, um...

you just can't be here, 'cause you're not an employee.

Um, if you don't mind, can you just take this--

-Uh, yeah, okay. -Take it to go, yeah.

That would be great.

Yeah. Okay, uh...

but I'm worried about you,

so can you call me when you're done?

Yeah, yeah. I will. I will.

Kelty... dreams are just dreams.

They aren't real.

Thanks.

Oh, no.

No, no, no, no.

Oh!

-Whoa. -Sorry.

Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah. I'm just really tired today.

Yeah, I get it.

Um...

I'm just-- I need, like, two minutes.

Two minutes, sorry.

Hey, you know your friend who did the sleep study?

Yeah?

Did she feel different afterwards?

Like, weird dreams or unable to sleep?

Honestly, she didn't really say anything.

Nothing? Nothing at all?

Not really.

You okay?

No, I just feel weird.

Yeah, maybe if you just get me in touch with her,

and I can ask her instead.

Um, sorry, Kelt, she's, uh... she's kind of a private person.

I'll take that.

Hey, how are you?

What?

It bounced?

You know, I-I gotta go home. I'm not feeling well.

Do you need anything?

No, I don't need anything at all.

Sir? Hi!

Hi. Um...

Can I help you, miss?

Yeah, um, you-- did you ever deliver to this building

when it was Dr. Baylour and Associates?

No.

Are you sure? Because-- I-I-I'm sorry.

I really need help. I was in there, and--

Look, I'm sorry.

Did I imagine all of this?

Kelty! Kelty!

Put it down.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. What happened?

Stay away from the glass!

Don't pick it up with your hands.

I'm sorry. What happened?

You were sleepwalking.

You grabbed the lamp and you smashed it.

Just grab a glass of water.

I'm sorry. Please don't be mad at me.

I'm not mad.

I'm deeply worried.

What were you dreaming about?

I've never seen you so scared before.

You were screaming.

I don't know why. I think it was a knife.

There was, like, something about a knife.

Why are you dreaming about a knife?

Evan, I don't know!

This is getting bad.

I know! Just please don't be mad at me.

I could never be mad at you.

Okay? I'm just...

I want you to be okay.

I am so, so scared. It felt so real.

I think we need help, Kelty.

Maybe we go back to couples' therapy?

We can get through this together.

Okay.

I'm sorry.

Don't-- don't be sorry.

You're okay.

And the hunt continues for Alex Garcia's killer.

He was murdered two years ago.

No one, at this point in time,

has come forward to the police

after his body was discovered late last night.

Mr. Garcia leaves behind two children

and his beloved wife, Gina.

Well, the crime rate

in this country has declined for the first time in 15 years.

That's his wife.

Are you sure you want to rent a car

and go through with this?

No.

We're going, aren't we?

Okay.

We are doing this based on

a nightmare from an induced sleep

from a random clinic that doesn't exist anymore,

and you want me to come with you

to talk to a dead man's wife

while you assume a fake identity,

just to see if you know the dead man or not?

I mean... yes.

Okay, but just because this man was murdered

and you remembered him in a dream,

that doesn't... that doesn't mean anything.

Like, you could've seen a photo of him

from before he was murdered,

and it just came back to you.

I-I-I know that,

but this dream was, like, so vivid.

Look, you've always been sensitive and suggestible.

I'm not crazy.

I'm not bipolar. I'm not my mom.

I know. I would-- I would never call you crazy.

Kelty...

did you ever sleepwalk before Evan?

No, this has nothing to do with Evan.

He wants me to get well.

I'm not saying that.

Look, I know, this sounds nuts, but please.

Yes.

Of course we're going.

I am quite literally ride-or-die.

Come on.

Evan?

Yeah. He's just reminding me about couples' therapy tonight.

Well, at least you have something to talk about.

Okay, um, I am gonna wait in the car,

but if anything happens, I mean anything at all,

you call me,

and we're out of here immediately.

I will.

Promise me.

I promise.

Can I help you?

Hi, um, my name is Marie.

I worked with your husband Alex.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

I was glad to hear the case was reopened.

He was a great guy.

Uh... thank you.

I'm so sorry to ask this,

but I kind of drove a long way to get here.

Is there any chance I could use your bathroom?

Be as quick as possible.

Get in. Get out.

What are you doing?

Get out.

I'm sorry.

Go!

-Kelty, sit down. -No, I can't.

I'm too anxious.

Well, then go into the bathroom

and take a sedative the doctor gave you a year ago!

You need to sleep.

Okay, Brihanna, that woman knew me.

I could feel it.

How does she know me?

This has to stop, Kelty.

You have nothing to do with that man.

No, he was in my dream. I saw him.

Why was he in my dream?

How are you so certain that it is him

and just not somebody who looks like him?

No, it was him. I know it.

But nobody remembers dreams perfectly!

You have to listen to me.

Kelty...

we know what happened two years ago.

The car accident...

...was horrific,

and it damaged you,

and-and you haven't dealt with that,

and that is not your fault,

but you need to deal with it now,

and I'm telling you this

because I love you

more than anything in the entire world.

Okay? So I am begging you, Kelty,

please...

get some help.

I-I-I am.

I am getting help, okay?

Evan and I have couples' therapy in a few hours.

He's gonna be home in 45 minutes,

so I have to act normal.

Uh...

Normal? Okay.

Promise me that you'll stop looking into this...

because it is going nowhere good.

I promise.

Who would like to start?

Okay. Evan?

Right. Okay.

Um...

well, I just want to start by saying

I love Kelty.

And she's so beautiful and intelligent...

And when we first started to get to know each other,

she held herself with this confidence...

...and it was intimidating.

It was.

I mean...

I don't know.

She's the most decent person I've ever met,

and she's everything to me,

and I'm really worried about her.

Kelty...

do you have an idea why he might be worried?

Uh, well, yeah.

I mean, I, um...

I sleepwalk...

and, recently, it's gotten worse.

Worse?

Um, yeah. I-I mean, I've been putting myself,

I guess, in, um, more and more dangerous situations,

um, breaking things around the house

without knowing.

I think the PTSD from the car accident...

...has really been affecting me lately,

and, um...

obviously that affects Evan, too, so...

Evan? How does that make you feel?

Well, it feels like she's keeping something from me,

and I want her to feel like she can tell me anything.

Kelty...

are you keeping something from Evan?

And any answer is a good one.

Well, I don't remember much

about before or after the accident...

...and I don't really know how to describe the grief of it.

It just comes to me in flashes,

and I...

I can't sleep,

and when I do, it's...

...like, worse than the insomnia,

because I have nightmares, so...

What do you see in them?

Horrible things.

What the hell?

I'm home!

Hi, babe. Uh... coming.

I know therapy isn't easy,

but I just wanted to show you how proud I am of you.

Aw.

Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm just really tired.

How many times are you gonna tell me that?

Yeah.

Come here.

Just hide it. Deal with it later.

No!

Stop!

Stop!

Kelty!

Wake up!

What am I doing outside?

I don't know.

It's fine! She sleepwalks. She's fine.

Evan, what happened?

I don't know.

-Give me the hammer. -What?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, Evan, I'm so sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's fine.

Let's go inside.

-I'm sorry. -Let's just--

Let's just go back inside.

What option do we have left?

I'm not doing this on purpose!

Well, I'm not suggesting this to punish you, Kelty,

but you had a hammer in your hand.

What if you really hurt someone? What if you hurt yourself?

Do you think I want this to be happening?

No, but it's happening!

Can we please just try a few nights?

Of w-what? Locking me in the bedroom?

Evan, I would never hurt you.

I know you wouldn't on purpose, but this way you're protected.

I don't want to sleep in a cage.

Is this really what you want?

Yes.

Fine.

Lock me in there. You can sleep on the couch.

Hey, uh, Parker?

I'm still feeling really ill,

so I don't-- I don't think I can make it into work today.

I'm sorry.

Oh, damn. Um, feel better.

Do you think you can still meet after I close up here?

I mean, if you are feeling better by then.

It would be good to hang out.

I don't-- I don't know yet,

but I'll let you know.

Uh, I-I-I gotta go. Sorry.

Uh, hi, Dr. Stella Baylour?

Yes?

Hi. I was just wondering

if I could have a few minutes of your time.

Sure, are you a student?

No, but this will sound crazy--

I did a sleep study with-- with a man named Dr. Baylour,

and, um...

I'm just wondering if you were related at all?

I can't help you.

What? No, please.

Listen, what Dr. Baylour did to me

is ruining my life.

I did the sleep study, and now he just disappeared,

and I just want some answers, please.

I'll give you two minutes.

That is my ex-husband.

Come on.

He's still doing that sleep?

Yes.

And embarrassingly, I did it for the money,

but the money never came, and...

but now I'm having horrific nightmares.

I guess I just want to know...

how worried should I be?

About what?

My sanity?

I mean, I lost my mind after the sleep study.

Are these dreams or... memories?

I need to know what he did to me that night.

Am I gonna be screwed up like this forever?

I can't answer that.

Based on the heavy concentration of Quetiapine

that he's putting into people, I would say no.

Do you know what that is?

Yeah. My mom took it.

At that potency,

Quetiapine just puts you to sleep--

a deep, heavy sleep.

I still want to talk to him.

I mean, I never had nightmares like this before.

There's more to the story, but I just--

I need him to help me understand.

Do you have any idea where he might be?

Please?

It's really all I can give you.

It's the address to his sister's condo.

Whenever he has an episode, he hides out there.

Why does he do this?

It's twisted. It--

No, please. Please, can you tell me?

His sister died sleepwalking.

In some way,

I think he believes he's helping people.

It's like some kind of weird way of feeling closer to her.

Thank you.

Please, don't contact me again.

Hi.

Hey.

How was work?

Mm. It was long, hard.

I'm sorry.

Me too.

So is it time for...?

If you're okay with it?

Yeah, I mean...

I don't want to hurt you,

and I know it's been getting bad.

I just wish it wasn't happening.

Yeah, but we can't just wish things aren't happening.

I love you.

I love you, too.

He's right. I know he's right.

Hello?

Hello. Is this Kelty Craw?

Uh, yeah, this is she.

I'm Detective Bellmont.

I'm calling you regarding the recent discovery

of Alex Garcia's body.

We just have a few questions for you.

Oh, uh... y-yeah.

I, uh...

How can I be of help?

We received an anonymous tip about you,

and you match the description Mrs. Garcia gave us.

You left her feeling uncomfortable.

Why did you visit her?

I just wanted to, uh...

to extend m-my sympathies.

Tell you what.

Why don't you come into the office

and tell me a little more

about your relationship with Mr. Garcia?

I can't. I have work.

I would ask for some time off.

Oh, right, sure. O-Okay.

I have to go to the police tomorrow,

and you owe me multiple explanations.

Shut the door behind you.

How did you even find me?

Oh, it wasn't easy, but I found your ex-wife.

Ohh. My greatest fan.

I didn't even know she knew I was here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

What are you doing?

Tell me what you did, or I will blind you.

Look, I'm not gonna hurt you.

No, but you injected me with an antipsychotic,

promised me money, and then disappeared.

Okay, I need to know what you did to me that night.

My sleepwalking has been getting worse, and...

Okay, just relax.

My ex-wife, Stella,

she said she'd help me with the money

and pay the people who are doing the experiments,

like yourself...

...but then she just grew tired

of all this-- this-this stupid crap.

She doesn't believe I'm doing anything good.

Look, I'm waiting on the final installment

for my sister's death.

I promise you, I will pay you. I promise you.

Okay, can you prove to me

that I was there that whole night?

That you were watching me the whole time?

Because I-I'm finding weird in my apartment.

I'm seeing things that make no sense,

and I'm remembering more and more from the accident,

and I need to know

that you didn't do something to me

that will cause me to lose my mind--

more!

So show me what's on the camera.

Well, I-I can't.

I don't-- I don't have it here.

No, show me. You have to show me.

Fine. Meet me tomorrow.

No, show me now.

Look, I told you, I-I-I don't have it here right now.

Okay, just-- okay...

I immediately uploaded the footage to a hard drive

'cause I didn't want it to fall into the wrong hands.

Here it is, right here.

I keep it in this storage locker.

Meet me tomorrow.

All right, but if you don't show up tomorrow,

I'm going to the police,

and I'm gonna expose everything that you've been doing.

Okay, great. I thought you were just gonna blind me.

Okay, look, I know I'm a screw-up,

and I might be a lousy husband,

and you might hate me

and have no reason to trust me whatsoever--

I get it--

but I'm not trying to ruin your life,

or mine.

Meet me tomorrow.

Is that your sister?

Yeah.

All right.

I'll be there tomorrow.

Hey, what's up?

Hey, um... you still good to meet up?

Oh, yeah, um...

Yeah, I'll be there. Sorry.

I-I-I got distracted.

Yeah, no problem.

I'll see you soon.

Are they here for me?

Because they think I killed Alex?

Kelty. Kelty!

What the hell is happening?

Th-They found a girl outside the coffee shop

who'd been roofied.

I guess she got left here last night.

Look, K, just... go home, okay?

-All right? -Thanks.

Yeah, yeah.

That's horrible.

I know.

It was happening a lot two years ago,

at Bri's bar-- before...

...The accident?

Yeah.

You know, I think-- I think I need to go for a drink.

Are you serious?

I don't think that's a good idea right now.

I just want to be alone, Evan.

Kelty, I think you should stay

and be with me-- we'll go to bed early tonight.

No, no, you can't lock me in again, okay?

-I'm too claustrophobic. -Kelty.

Are you okay?

I mean, you're not acting like yourself.

Evan, I'm fine. I just need a minute.

I don't want you to go.

Okay, I love you, okay? I'll be back soon.

He's locking me in the bedroom now.

What?

Okay, if I don't figure out what happened,

he's gonna leave me.

I can feel it.

He won't leave you.

Are you sure?

Because the cops think I might have had something to do

with Alex's disappearance or death.

Do you think he wants to marry a potential murderer?

Kelty, please.

You didn't kill Alex.

I don't know that!

I haven't even talked to Evan about the sleep study yet.

I'm scared to tell him

everything that's happening to me.

Do you remember our trip to Punta Cana?

How happy and free we felt?

How could I forget?

Those were the best days of my life.

I'm really sorry, you know.

You don't have to say that to me all the time.

I know you're sorry.

I-I don't know what else to say.

I love you so much,

so much I don't even know what to do with it.

Don't-don't... don't drown in it.

Go out.

Talk to people.

Make new friends.

I... I-I don't know how to live

with all of this love and sadness

that I have inside of me.

Give me some of it.

You didn't kill me on purpose.

I'm gonna go now.

No, please don't leave. I don't want you to leave.

I know...

but you can only talk to a dead girl for so long.

Maybe he'll have some answers for me.

Okay.

Get the video.

Yeah, I remember the reason why we're here, Kelty.

Got it.

All right.

As you can see, you slept the whole night.

Wait, so... no extra drugs?

Everything I'm remembering

is just a nightmare, not a memory?

Yes.

Then what the hell's happening to me?

I don't know.

But...

there is a reason why part of the intake interview

includes questions about trauma.

Were you honest about that?

Yeah! I told them about the accident I was in.

Okay, well, trauma as well as a history of mental illness...

it, uh, it can surprise us, sometimes.

When we least expect it,

things we feel and think are real just...

they aren't real.

What is it?

You just think of something?

Yeah.

I-I don't remember anything

the month before the accident, right?

But the dream I had at-at the clinic that night,

it...

I don't know, it felt like something coming back to me,

like something I'd forgotten--

a... a resurfacing.

Resurfacing.

It's possible...

but remember, dreams are not memories.

They're nothing more than

visual representations of feelings.

At least, that's what I believe.

You "believe"?

The truth is,

the science on dreams is inconclusive,

and I found, if you're looking for answers in your own mind...

...it's pointless.

Look where it's gotten me.

Are we finished?

Yeah. Yeah.

Good.

I-I didn't know Alex,

but I was very moved by the news story, and, um...

I mean, my best friend died two years ago.

She was killed.

I-I think I've been a little screwed up

because of the anniversary of her death,

and, uh...

I guess I just wanted to do something nice

for another grieving person,

so when I found out that his body was found,

I wanted to reach out to his wife.

Can you tell me why anyone

would call in an anonymous tip on you?

No, I-I-I have no idea.

Can you tell me where you were

the night of Alex Garcia's murder,

two years ago?

Yeah, I was at my best friend's bar.

Can anyone else corroborate that?

Sure. Uh, my boss, Parker.

He owns the place.

Anyone else?

The only other person I know for sure was there

was my best friend,

but like I said, she passed away.

I'll be right back.

I need to find something, anything,

about him.

How do I already have her contact?

Hello.

You're free to go

because I have no evidence to hold you...

but we'll be in touch...

...and I would strongly advise you not leave Seattle.

I'm sorry, am I-- am I in person of interest?

I'm not able to share that information with you.

Thanks for seeing me on such short notice.

I-I know I only called an hour ago--

It sounded urgent.

Tell me what's going on.

Well, I-I can't tell you everything, um...

but I've been--

I've been behaving in dangerous ways--

ways that surprise even me,

and I just--

can you just tell me what's wrong with me?

Well, you were in a very serious accident, Kelty.

You had head trauma.

Yeah, and I killed my best friend

in that car accident,

so I see her everywhere I look,

and I don't know how to move forward--

like, not even an inch--

and I still talk to her in my head,

like, all the time,

and she feels so alive to me.

That's very normal.

We still have relationships

with people who are not here with us...

...but does Evan know

that she's still very alive to you?

No.

Why don't you talk to him about Brihanna?

Because it's all so awful,

and...

I mean, all of this happened right after we got together,

and-and I still feel so bad

that he had to deal with what a mess I was,

and he barely even knew Bri,

and I owe Evan a lot.

He loved me when I was a shell of myself.

I mean, he saved me.

We have to be careful

believing that other people saved us.

I just want him to think I've made some progress.

You have.

Have I?

You're talking about it...

with me, at least.

I just hate it.

I hate it.

I-I only remember

the most violent images of that night,

and I don't even remember the month before it.

That's normal with traumatic incidents,

and that's normal with grief.

We block it

because it's too awful to make sense of.

Will it ever come back?

I mean, will I ever remember what happened?

Maybe...

if you are willing to work through it.

Can you tell me about some of the images that you see?

-No, no, I can't. I can't. -Kelty? Kelty, stay. I--

So much for our celebration of life.

I mean, I don't think she'd mind

that we did it a day later.

I-I don't know how to live without her being here.

It was an accident.

You know that, right?

I don't blame you.

She was the love of my life.

Mine too.

Like, I know this was stupid, but, um... ahem...

I actually remember being a little bit jealous of you.

Really? Why?

'Cause I wanted--

I wanted to be as close to her as you were.

-You were! -Mm-mm.

Yes, you were.

No, no, no.

No, you guys were like sisters.

I came to terms with it.

You know, I can't even look at her social media.

Parker, I've never...

been down this bad before...

and I don't know what I'm capable of doing.

What's going on with you?

Look, I know this is a weird question...

...but did Brihanna ever tell you anything?

Like...

any secrets I told her right before the accident?

I'm serious.

I need help. I need to know.

Okay, look, I'm not-- I'm not sure.

I don't know the details. It was between you two.

Look, I'm not gonna be mad at her,

but you have to tell me.

I forgot, like, the whole month before the accident.

Tell me!

She told me you were pregnant...

right before the accident,

although Bri didn't say much.

I think she felt guilty that she told me at all.

Pregnant?

Why were Bri and I

exactly where Alex Garcia lived two years ago,

right after he was murdered?

I-I need two more vials.

It's late.

Why?

Because my dreams aren't nightmares--

they're memories.

-Kelty, come on. -No, I will blackmail you,

if you don't give me the medicine.

Okay, just calm down.

Well, who's gonna inject you?

I don't-- if you won't, I will.

Why are you doing this?

I think that there's information

about my dead best friend

that's locked in my brain,

and I need to figure it out,

because I can't move on unless I know what really happened.

Look, wouldn't you do anything

to figure out what really happened to your sister?

Well, yeah, of course.

I would cut my arm off to know what happened to my sister.

Okay, fine.

I'll help you.

Once.

All right. Take this,

turn around.

Don't come back here.

I don't want anything to do with this.

How long are you staying?

Tonight.

As if I could afford longer.

Cheers!

Oh, my God.

My last customer,

she said that, in a former life,

I was a Parisian jazz singer.

I know, right? I just...

You need to eat.

♪ I wanna lose myself

♪ In the darkest light

♪ I know you're here

♪ But I want you to find me ♪

♪ I really want you...

♪ To...

♪ Find me

You out here all alone?

No!

No!

I've been waiting for this all night.

Your damn friends wouldn't leave you alone.

You know you want this, you uppity bitch!

Hey!

Hey, what's happening!

Hey! Get--

Get off of her!

Are you okay?

No, no, no, no, no!

Oh, my--

Are you okay?

Help!

Oh, my--

No!

Please!

What's up?

I need to talk to you.

Come on in.

Some memories have been coming back to me.

Something bad happened to me.

Before Brihanna died, uh,

do you remember a night where I disappeared from the bar?

Yeah.

Okay, what happened?

I'm not sure.

I mean, you were so drunk.

I...

Okay, just say it.

Look, you were really messed up,

but I didn't see you drink that much...

I'd always wondered if you were drugged.

It was happening a lot, then.

You just disappeared,

and the next morning, when you talked to Bri...

...you were distraught.

How much do you remember from that night?

I think I was raped.

I don't remember his face,

but I remember the sound of a zipper coming undone...

And...

I remember him calling me an "uppity bitch".

An "uppity bitch"?

That's what he said?

Yeah.

Okay, you need to listen to me.

I'm-I'm having a thought.

I'm not sure what it means yet-- if it means anything.

You need to stay here until I get back.

What? Why?

Just stay here.

That ring tone!

It's from my dream.

I think I should go.

- No, no. Stay. - No.

Sit down.

- Parker, I-- - Trust me, okay?

-Just stay here. -Parker.

-Okay, no, just stay here! -Stop it! Stop it!

Kel!

Yeah, can I just get that one in the back?

Thank you.

Here you go.

Hi. I-I'd like to speak to a detective.

Uh, anyone connected to the Alex Garcia case.

Hello?

Hi.

Um, this is regarding the Alex Garcia murder.

Um, his body was found off Pier 62 about a week ago?

Okay.

I-I believe the man who killed him

is someone named Parker Duncan.

He works

at the Net-- a little coffee shop.

You can find him there,

or if not,

you can find him in his apartment--

it's, uh, 312 South Washington Street.

And what makes you think

he's responsible for this murder?

I can't say.

Uh-huh.

So who's this guy?

An ex-boyfriend? You trying to get revenge?

No. No, I'm not.

I...

I was there.

So what was Alex wearing?

Um...

a-a dark green shirt and jeans.

Can I get your name and where to reach you?

No, I can't-- I can't do that.

Why don't you come into the station,

and we can talk in person?

I-I can't do that either.

Tell you what, I'll come to you.

No.

Is this Kelty Craw--

the woman I spoke to earlier?

Hi. You've reached Gina. Please leave a message.

Hi. My name is Kelty.

I have information regarding your husband's murder.

I'm sure you'll be hearing from the police soon.

I've already spoken to them,

but I'd really like to tell you myself,

if you're able to.

I-I just want to tell you what happened...

and what your husband did for me.

What are you doing?

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Hey, hey.

I love you.

I love you, too.

Come on. Let's get some rest.

Evan?

Evan?

Did he leave?

Hello?

Hi. Hi, this is Kelty.

Um...

can we meet in person?

I-I-I don't want to do this over the phone.

Meet me at Big Beast Bistro in two hours.

Okay, great. Thank you.

I have to get out of here.

Evan?

Evan?

Stay calm. Seem sane.

She might tell you

something that will help the police.

Cover your ass. Stay calm.

Seem sane.

You want to tell me why you lied about your name?

I lied because...

the information I had was confusing.

But now it's dangerous.

I want to help.

I was attacked in an alley.

I think Alex tried to help me,

and I think that might have had something to do with his murder.

I'm sorry.

I know that's probably really hard to hear.

Why didn't you just tell me this when you saw me?

I-I know it sounds insane, but...

I only started remembering the assault a few days ago.

My doctors think

I suppressed the memories because of the trauma.

That was you, wasn't it?

Two years ago.

What was me?

You called me...

two years ago.

You said your name was "Grace".

My middle name is Grace.

Yeah, you were hysterical.

I could hardly understand what you were trying to say.

You said my husband saved you...

and that you were sorry...

and I begged you

to-to come out here and to talk to me.

I said we could go to the police together.

You never showed.

W-Was this-- Was this in early October, by any chance?

Yeah. Yeah, you-- Do you remember?

I-I think I was in a car accident...

on my way to see you.

My best friend died in that accident.

I think the person who killed your husband

was a man named Parker.

Uh, this Parker person...

he was your roommate?

No. No. He was my best friend's boyfriend.

Wait.

Why did you ask if it was my roommate?

It's something that you said when you called--

you...

you kept saying things about your roommate--

uh, how you couldn't believe

you let a monster move in with you,

the roommate from hell, the...

Wait. Did--

Did I tell you that my roommate killed your husband?

Yes.

What? What is it?

My old roommate is now my fiancé.

No. No, no, no, no, this can't-- this can't be real.

Gina... I don't know what happened to Alex,

but I'm gonna find out.

Where were you?

Cut the , Kelty.

What-- What do you mean?

I know you know what happened that night,

or at least some... version of it.

You know something.

I know you know something.

Evan--

I didn't want it to come to this.

I tried so hard to keep it from coming to this.

Evan, Evan, listen to me.

It's just me, okay? It's just me.

I love you. Let's just talk about this--

We're past that.

Evan, Even, what are you doing?

What are you doing?

What?

Wait-- why am I in the basement?

It's no use.

You're never gonna get out.

I know what you've been up to, Kelty.

There's nothing that I don't know about you.

What?

I've been following you.

I want us to go back to the way that we were.

We were so happy.

I know. Baby, we are, we are.

We're okay. We're very happy.

No! We're not!

You'll never be able to look at me the same way!

You'll never understand why I did the things that I did.

You know what-- I will. I will.

Okay? Just-Just try me.

I always knew that you were the one for me,

ever since I first saw you.

Yeah.

Yeah, when you-- when, um...

when you came to see the apartment.

I remember. I remember...

because I felt something, too.

No.

Long before that.

You remember Punta Cana, in 2016?

Punta Cana? Yeah, but I-- when I went with Brihanna.

I was there, too.

You just don't remember.

I was there with my girlfriend at the time.

I already knew we were never gonna last...

...but I saw you on a snorkeling trip one day...

...and your hair was all plastered to your face.

And you were wearing a red bikini.

You were there?

I was there.

Sorry. I'm sorry.

I-I just-- I don't remember.

I'm sorry.

It's okay.

I don't expect you to.

But I handed you a beer

when we were on the same boat back to the resort

a few hours later...

...and you looked at me,

and you said "thank you,"

and your smile--

-Hmm. -...that's when I was hooked.

Then I heard that you were living in Seattle,

so I moved here a month later.

Oh...

okay, so, um--

...how did-- how did you find me?

I hired a private investigator.

He found you in two days!

Okay, but we met through Parker, right?

I mean, he was already dating Brihanna.

No, I found him through the investigator, too.

I tried to run into you naturally,

but it was impossible to get your attention...

so I had to go the long route.

I figured out that Brihanna was dating Parker,

so I started hanging around the bar that she worked at.

He came to see me...

Parker.

He said you went to see him.

He accused me of raping you.

Did-- Did you? Did you rape me?

I don't see it that way.

I thought our first night together was--

it was everything that I dreamed it would be.

But you-you drugged me, right?

And did you-- did you drug those other girls?

Did you drug the girl that was found--

did you drug that girl that was found outside of the college?

I couldn't have you think that it was only happening to you.

I needed to scramble your memory, Kelty,

and it was working...

until you started remembering him.

"Him"?

Oh, my God...

...you did kill Alex.

That was unfortunate.

I didn't mean for that to happen.

If he had just minded his own business,

we wouldn't have had a problem,

so that's on him, really, if you think about it...

but you started to remember that he tried to stop us.

You planted the knife in the laundry!

I knew you were dreaming about it,

and I guess I just wanted to scare you,

because I was scared myself.

I was scared that I was gonna lose any ground

that I had gained with you, Kelty!

You were getting so close...

and it felt so good...

and then you started getting better

and more independent, and I hated it,

and-and-and I just, I needed you to need me again.

If you killed him, then you needed me, right?

What? What?

You got pregnant...

...from our first time together.

You didn't know until you were six weeks in,

but if you had that baby,

there would've been a DNA test,

and they would've known it was mine,

and-and if that happened, then...

You lost the baby in the accident.

Wait, the...

the car crash.

I followed you.

No! You drove us off the road!

You drove yourself off the road!

I only provided the nudge,

and then, Kelty-- -No, no!

...the universe saved you for me--

do you understand?

That's when I truly understood

that we were meant to be together forever.

Look at me. Look at me.

Kelty, we were meant to be together forever.

Evan... you killed our baby.

I regret that...

I regret that.

O-Okay... okay, okay, okay.

Just... why don't we--

we'll make another baby, me and you,

we'll make it right now.

No, it's too late.

Let's be real.

There's no turning back from this.

No.

What-- what are you doing? Evan!

I need you to understand that I'm doing this for us!

No, Evan! Stop it! You--

Don't-don't-don't-- Don't do this!

Don't kill me! You love me!

You love me.

Please.

I do... more than anything.

That's why I want us to be together forever.

No!

No!!

Help! Help!

Stay with me, Kelty. Stay with me.

Am I alive?

You are...

and you're lucky to be.

What happened to me?

Uh... there was a fire.

I think the police are gonna want to talk to you about that.

My phone... where's my phone?

I'm sorry, hon. I don't know.

Thank you, Nurse.

Hi, Kelty. How are you feeling?

Never been better.

Sense of humor? Good.

It'll help you heal.

Got some information for you.

You have third-degree burns on 35% of your right leg

and 15% of your left.

You will need skin grafts.

The healing process will be long.

I know this is all very overwhelming,

but you're alive.

That's a miracle.

We're gonna make you as comfortable as possible.

Hey. I got your phone.

Sorry-- I'm really drugged.

What are you doing here?

Well, I-I gave the cops a recording off your phone.

Pretty sure you're cleared.

It was a smart girl-- recording that, uh, psychopath.

How did you find me?

Well, that's, uh, that's where

it gets a little bit more complicated. Um...

You see, uh...

I was-- I was following you.

Don't freak out, but I, uh,

kind of put a tracking chip in your purse that day--

when you were accosting me with the pepper spray,

and you threatened to call the cops on me. Remember?

And then, because of my ex-wife,

you knew everything about my business, so...

So you were tracking me?

Well, you were making a lot of threats that day.

But, no, it-- it wasn't about the threats.

You didn't seem okay...

and I got worried,

and I thought if I just watched you,

that maybe I could stop you from...

Look, I just couldn't live with myself

if another person died like my sister,

and I'm so sorry, Kelty, I'm so sorry.

So...

I'm not crazy?

Define crazy.

No.

You're not crazy.

But how-how did you get into the basement?

I was sitting outside your apartment,

and I saw smoke coming out of the basement windows, and, uh...

I called 911.

I didn't think you had much time left.

I broke in and I pulled you out,

and I got here as soon as I could,

and I'm sorry, you know,

I'm so sorry that I didn't save you sooner,

and I'm sorry I didn't just stop the whole thing altogether,

and this might sound weird,

and it might sound wrong,

but I also wanted to come here and say, um...

thank you.

For what?

Because you showed me I want to keep doing what I'm doing,

just in a much better way...

...and you're in a lot of pain,

and you have a long road ahead of you.

This whole thing made me realize that, uh...

I do, too.

So...

...you saved my life.

Yeah.

And in a weird way, you saved mine, too.

Oh...

I also have that 3,000 bucks I owe you.

Mm. That's good.

Hi.

I'm Jonathan.

Hi.

I'm so sorry.

Why?

You didn't do it.

I brought him into our lives.

I'm responsible.

I thought he was a good guy.

We all did.

I'm sorry I thought you weren't.

How did you know it was him?

You said your attacker called you an "uppity bitch".

I'd heard him say that a couple of times.

I don't know, it just set off a "Spidey" sense, you know?

That's why you wanted me to stay at your place.

Why did you leave so fast?

It was your ring tone.

I remembered it from my dream.

Evan and I had the same one for a while.

It was in honor of the Seahawks making it into the playoffs.

I never changed it.

I guess he did.

I'm sorry I called the cops on you.

Yeah, I hope they eventually believe me.

The recording helps.

Do you remember that friend I told you about?

The one that did the sleep study?

Mm-hmm.

That wasn't exactly true.

What do you mean?

I made my friend up.

I saw the way you were always freaking out

every time the bank called you.

I... I knew you probably needed some extra cash,

and there are always crazy ads online.

That's where I found the study. It just popped up one day.

I felt that since Bri couldn't help you anymore,

maybe I could.

Should I let you rest?

I'm sorry.

I think so.

That's okay.

Later.

Parker?

I still feel Bri...

everywhere.

Me too.

I miss you.

I miss you, too.

It's not your fault.

You know that now, right?

I'm trying to.

Just remember

that all the love that you have in here...

...I hold it, too.

Now it's time to share it with other people.

It'll be a life...

and not a bad one.

The dreams didn't end me--

they healed me.