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Dr. Hargrove, do you know Henry Park?

I suggest you look at Pam, or Logan Casey.

The three of them, they're always attached at the hip.

We don't do drugs.

Henry's phone pinged from around here.

Looks like we're going to a party.

Do you want a taste?

Keep going.

- Oh, my God! - Henry, wait!

Logan?

Are you having a nice time, Detective?

A witch isn't born.

She begins.

I was alone when he came,

a dog searching for shelter.

He slept by the fire, but he was cold,

so he came to my bed.

"To be warm," he said,

but he wanted something else.

Henry?

Oh, Christ.

Henry. He's got blue eyes.

Rapp!

Look alive!

It's Logan Casey. We just I.D.'d him. Try to keep up.

You came to the party last night because...

- I told you, we were just... - No, I want to hear it from him.

- The trace on his phone. - Hey! Listen!

My missing persons case

just turned into a murder of his look-alike roommate.

The Parks are gonna fuckin' lose it,

so I'm gonna need a little more from you here.

Do we know he was murdered? Do we know the cause of death?

Forensics will be here soon, but this is just a hunch.

I'm guessing he didn't castrate himself,

so, yeah, let's go with murder. What do you got?

We saw Logan earlier having sex in Henry's bed

with a girl with a bird mask on, wings,

and we couldn't find her,

so we chased him through the party, got separated,

Logan pushed me.

I ran into his room, followed him in,

he was gone, then about a few hours later, we found the body.

Go, Billy.

O-Okay, right.

So, there's a window open in what looks like Logan's room

on the second floor of the house,

and, blood on the carpet by it.

Like, a... like a lot of blood.

Maybe from the...

You okay, Billy?

Yeah, yeah, no, I...

Logan was just a few years behind me in school, so...

Okay, well, buckle up, Billy, 'cause now, you gotta get testimony

from all these wasted teenagers. Right?

Yeah.

And make sure you talk to the staff, and maybe the maid,

and Geena Sandeson. She catered the party. Go!

When you were running around,

did you see anything or anyone out of the ordinary?

Yeah, the Bone Professor

was there, in the trees.

Here, there was, like, a bird...

on fire.

You fuckin' high, man?

'Kay, Carson. Take him home. You both look like shit.

- I'm good to stay. - It wasn't a suggestion.

Yes, ma'am.

You need to find Henry and look into the roommate.

- I understand. - I didn't know he had a roommate.

- Yes, ma'am. - Did you even know about this?

No, ma'am, he never mentioned a roommate.

We're coming to Whittock. You're not handling this.

I am handling it, so I really don't think there's any reason to...

- This isn't a debate. See you soon. - Yes, ma'am.

I'll see you soon. Night.

They're coming to Whittock.

They'll be on the next flight from Japan.

Fuck!

Shit. Jesus. Let me help.

Fuck.

Is this you with the Parks?

When I was 14, and that's my dad. He worked for 'em too.

And don't let him fool ya, he looks like a sweet old grandpa,

but he was a vicious son of a bitch.

- Bet he taught you everything you know. - Oh, he tried to. Yeah.

Loved Henry like a son.

You said you saw that professor at the party?

Yeah, but, like, I was high. I don't even know if that was real.

And when Logan...

Fuck, I really thought that was Henry.

I really thought Henry was dead.

Logan is dead.

That's real, and now we have to deal with that.

Well, yeah, you do.

Logan's your problem. I gotta find Henry.

Don't you think they're related?

- Logan and Henry? No, I don't... - I mean the cases.

I'm just saying... we should help each other.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Logan pushed me, but I'm fine.

But are you okay?

I'm really sad.

For the town, for Logan's mom. She's had a really hard time.

He was a good kid, and we don't get murders in Whittock.

Cheer up. Maybe he did castrate himself and it was a suicide.

- Shut up. Not funny. - You shut up.

- Okay, rom-com. - I'm sorry.

I just wouldn't wanna take advantage of you.

- Yeah, totally. - Just joking.

I'm just saying I think we should work together.

Idiot.

Fuck.

Morning.

- Sorry. I was just... - No, that's all right.

I don't love people going through my stuff.

Sorry.

- We gotta go hear from Forensics. - Shit!

You should shower.

- Stop scratching that bite. - Anything else, Mom?

For sure.

Rapp?

This is Forensic Specialist Jaqueline Conrad from the Vancouver PD.

"Jake," please.

- Jake. - Fran.

Fran?

- Excuse me. - I'm sorry.

Here is what we know so far.

Cause of death, abdominal stab wound

causing liver laceration from penetrating trauma.

Would've bled out within minutes.

Time of death, approximately between 3:00 a.m. and 4:00 a.m.

His neck was broken, likely from a fall,

and, as you know, he was castrated.

His penis was severed cleanly by something very sharp pre-mortem.

Toxicology reports show trace amounts of hallucinogens in his system,

and his oxytocin levels indicate

that he had recently ejaculated. At least.

At least what?

Just seems better to die after an orgasm, you know?

Anyway, fingernail scrapings show fresh biological material

containing as-of-yet unidentified human DNA,

so maybe he put up a bit of a fight.

Right.

After Logan pushed me,

I swear I saw him run back into his room,

but when I got inside, he wasn't there.

Why would he do that if he knew there was no way out?

So you're saying he, what, disappeared?

No, I just...

From the crime scene, we can tell that he was stabbed

and mutilated upstairs in his room. He was pushed out the window.

He was dragged to the water.

So we could be looking for two people.

Is it possible someone killed him, mistaking him for Henry?

Or maybe it was a warning?

- Not much of a warning, if he's dead. - A warning for someone else.

- Maybe for Henry? - Or Mr. Park.

And we can't rule out that Henry might've done this.

Please. Why would he castrate his own best friend?

Maybe they weren't really best friends.

I mean, you didn't even know they were roommates.

And this broke off inside Logan.

We dusted it for prints, but didn't get any matches.

- And that stone? It's obsidian. - Is that piece bone?

Yep. Human bone.

Human?

What are these markings here?

That kind of stuff is outside of my area of expertise.

Come on, you always have an opinion.

Well, this thing is old, could be ancient.

Lucky for us, we have an honest-to-God bone expert here in Whittock.

She's working at the university.

We reached out first thing, and she's offered to help us.

It looks to be Aztec.

Maybe 14th to early 16th century.

Bone and obsidian tools were fairly common.

- What do the markings mean? - These are connected to Aztec deities.

The symbols are commonly associated with sexual desire, fertility,

so if I had to, I would say

that it's a ceremonial midwife's sacrificial knife.

- They sacrificed the midwives? - No. Midwives were worshipped.

Labor was considered a battle,

and women who died in childbirth were honored as fallen heroes.

Sorry, I thought you taught about bone beasts or something?

Officer Carson, was it?

Anthropology is a very vast and complex study

that knows no bounds.

So would it have been used to cut off a cock and balls?

Sorry. A penis and testicles?

Not that I'm aware of,

but I suppose it would work in a pinch.

Where would somebody get somethin' like that?

Hard to say. Museum? Private collection?

- Internet? - No, you're not buying this on Amazon.

It would be very expensive.

What if that's what Henry bought on the mainland, the Aztec knife?

I've known Henry a very long time.

He's never spoken about anything Aztec at all.

But it is possible.

It could belong to anybody at the party.

Jake said no prints, right?

I think that I have offered everything that I can, so...

Yeah. You've been very, very helpful. Thanks for coming in.

You're so welcome.

Yes, thank you for your incredibly vast and complex expertise.

Oh, you are so welcome, Sergeant.

Detective, would you mind walking me out?

- Love to. - Thank you.

I was looking for the podcast you did with Henry. What was it called?

- I don't think it had a name. - Oh, weird.

But even when I search your name or his,

no podcasts are coming up. What'd you guys talk about?

Eating bones, and eventually, a witch named Baba Yaga.

Wait. The one from John Wick?

What's John Wick?

It's such a great movie. Okay, hang on.

"In Slavic folklore, Baba Yaga is a supernatural being,

or one of a trio.

Appears as a deformed and ugly old woman,

flies in a mortar, wields a pest-el."

- Pestle. - "Pestle," thank you.

So, what? She lives in a chicken hut and eats kids?

No. No, just their bones.

And only if they're very, very naughty.

And he interviewed you about this why?

Because I teach about bones? Just listen to it.

Well, like I said, I can't find it.

It's always nice to see you, Detective.

I'll be back in a bit. I'm gonna go talk to Logan's mom. She's at church.

Should I come with? Maybe I can dig something out of her.

No. I just don't think she'll wanna talk

to someone who works for the Parks right now.

Plus, Logan's not your problem.

Bye.

When Logie met Henry,

he just got swept up in it all.

That family!

I knew Dora Park when she was Doreen.

She's a gold-digging snake.

Should've listened to my instincts.

But Henry invited him to move in.

And you've seen our house. How could I say no?

But Logie was different living there.

Different how?

He was changing himself.

Looking more and more like Henry.

You saw him. He changed his hair,

he started working out all the time.

And he stopped visiting.

He was always too busy going on weekend trips.

And I know he was spending time with Pam again,

after everything that girl put him through,

the way she pressured him to...

Pam Russell?

Pressured him to do what?

My Logie was a good Christian boy.

That's how I tried to raise him, anyway.

Then a few months ago,

Geena Sandeson told me

that Logan and Henry bought one of her laying hens off of her.

Paid her $100.

Joked they were gonna sacrifice it.

Then, every day, I'd see that thing

growing in him, that thing

getting bigger, and thicker,

and darker, and pulling him further and further away from God

and closer and closer to the Devil.

It runs in the family.

It's in the blood.

Alice...

what happened to Logan's father?

Was it Mr. Park?

I should've done more.

There is nothing more you could've done.

I'm his mother!

I'm his mother.

We...

Boys...

men...

they need to be protected from their base nature.

We need to protect them from themselves.

Rapp!

You're a liar.

You said you only dabbled. But you're fast.

- You were trying to catch me? - I didn't know it was you.

Next time, I'd try a little harder.

Jesus.

- Hey. - How'd it go with the mom?

You know, really hard.

Hey, do you think there's a chance that Logan and Henry are...

Gay? No, I don't think so.

I mean, I know Henry loves the ladies, but maybe Logan plays for your team.

My team?

Oh, well, I guess, yeah, you play for both teams, don't ya?

'Cause I know about Jake,

and I bet you already jumped her bones, like I know you want to jump mine.

No, I do not want to jump your bones.

- Oh yeah? - My sex life is none of your business.

Yeah, you keep telling yourself that. Listen...

No, you listen. We need to go back to Henry's house, okay?

There's something up with Logan's room.

Yeah, okay. Can you pick me up at the motel?

I'll be there in ten.

Power's off.

This place gives me the creeps.

Looks like it's the maid's day off.

I had Logan up there. Should've held on.

That's not your fault.

I know, but thanks.

Kinky! Actually brought my own.

So, what we're looking for...

Well, you said Logan ran in here and disappeared, right?

Well, maybe there's something in here that shows us where the hell he went.

Why would Logan have a picture of Henry's mom?

- Weird. - Little perv.

Hey, you believe in God?

No, but I think anyone who does has to have a solid sense of humor.

Devil's got the best punchlines.

Let's play the Quiet Game.

Okay.

This is where Logan was stabbed, and then...

Logan's a big guy.

Would've been heavy to drag his dead weight.

Oh, for sure!

Eckert's right, it's probably two people.

This was in his medicine cabinet.

That's the same powder as in Henry's room.

Also looks like that stuff your little fairy friend gave you at the party.

So maybe Logan was drugging Henry?

Where have I seen that before?

- God. It's gonna kill me. - A lot of pictures of hot dudes.

You might be right about his team,

though we did see him having sex with a woman.

Yeah, but there's something else going on here.

Maybe our friend Logan is into something a little more sinister.

Satanic, even.

Like what?

I don't know.

Maybe, like, using.

Dark Solstice energy to steal Henry's soul or something?

Do go on.

Or, I mean, okay, this is reaching, but, like, what if he wanted to, like,

become Henry?

Replace him? You know, step into his life?

Dude!

Logan said it was a private joke.

Yeah. Didn't Logan's mom also say that they bought a chicken from Geena,

and they were gonna use it for some sacrifice?

That sounds pretty Satanic to me.

I just don't understand why he would come back into this room.

There's absolutely no way out.

He must've jumped out of the window.

Nah, he would've broken both of his legs.

Unless...

maybe he never left.

See those scratches?

No fucking way.

Rich people love spy shit.

- Why do the lights work in here? - I don't know.

- Maybe it's battery? - Creepy.

Holy shit!

See if there's one in there.

Try rewinding it.

These are all dated.

Check one-two. Check one-two.

- Logan? - Yeah, come in.

Lock the door behind you.

You remember what I want, right? You said you'd only call me...

Yes, sorry. I just forgot for a second.

Then what's my name?

What's my name?

- Henry. - Get against the wall.

- Is this from last night? - Should I take my wings off?

I said get against the wall. And no. Leave them on.

I'm gonna check Henry's room.

- Come over here. - Come over here what?

Come over here, Henry.

Oh, shit.

Hello?

Testing 1-2-3, this thing on?

Hello? Anybody hearing me in there?

Hello, hello, hello?

- Hey. - Where are you?

I'm near Henry's bed. I found this, like,

I don't know, nanny cam, but it's a microphone.

Your voice started an automatic recording in here.

I think Logan's recording Henry's bedroom.

So, what, he would listen to Henry having sex

from his little jerk-off dungeon?

We got ourselves a pervert.

Put your phone on speaker and-and just keep that tape rolling.

Yeah.

- Yes! Logan! - No. No! Don't call me that!

You're not supposed to do that!

Sorry.

Tell me to keep going!

Oh, keep going. Keep going...

- Does that sound like... - Say my name! Fucking say it!

- Oh, my god! You're so fucked. - Pam! What's my name?

Did you hear that? He just said "Pam."

Pam?

Logan was having sex with Pam Russell last night.

We need to bring Pam in.

Henry!

Oh, my God!

And that's us coming in.

Rapp?

Rapp!

Hello? Are you still there?

Rapp! Hey! What's happening?

He came to my bed, and he was strong...

But later, when he slept...

Get in here! You're gonna wanna see this!

I showed him I could be strong too.

I used the hammer.

Then he was poof! Gone.

Dust for the chickens in the woods...

But I wasn't alone anymore.

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