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WOMAN: Previously on "T@gged."

WOMAN: Monkeyman tagged you in a video.

There's only one video posted,

and there's only three people tagged in it--

you, me, and that chick Elisia.

HAILEY: Yeah, it's probably someone we know

just trying to freak us out.

- [laughs]

ROWAN: We don't know the same people anymore.

- What else you want, roxies? Percs? Tranks?

- Same as last time, trail mix.

- Check this out. So there's a reflection

of the shooter in the car window.

- It's a monkey mask. Monkeyman.

- It's a prank.

[gasps]

[dramatic music]

MAN: ♪ There must be some kind of way ♪

♪ Out of here, out of here

♪ Be some kind of way

♪ Out of here, out of here

♪ Be some kind of way

[car horn chirps] ♪ Out of here, no, no, no

- Well, thanks for the ride. - No problem.

You know what Brie said?

About your mom?

Do you see her much?

- You don't have to do that.

- Do what?

- Hailey, you weren't there for me when it mattered,

so don't act like you care now. Please.

[text alert]

[text alert on both phones]

[dramatic music]

"Monkeyman tagged you in a private photo message."

- Me too.

We both got photos from Monkeyman.

Did you get one too?

- Today's date.

- 12:00, midnight.

Where is that? - I don't know.

- I do, it's--

[sighs] It's this old motel in South View.

- That's a really, really bad part of town.

My dad's always getting called down there.

Do you go there or something?

- Uh, I used to... sometimes.

People party at that hotel.

[bell rings]

- Well, he wants us to go there tonight.

[ominous music]

- Screw that.

- No thanks.

- Come on, ladies, let's get to class.

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

"NICKI: I tagged you guys."

ELISIA: [coughing]

[droning music]

♪

WOMAN: ♪ [indistinct singing]

♪

- Hey.

WOMAN: ♪ Always talking 'cause it never ends ♪

- Eric, right?

- I don't know. He said he was new.

- It's Eric, I think. - Mm.

- He's kind of cute. Are you into him?

- You know I'm not into guys our age.

- Hey. - Hi.

♪

- Are you seeing anyone?

- Nope.

Are you?

- No.

This is my class.

WOMAN: ♪ I'm suspicious

♪

♪ I'm suspicious

[photo snap]

[Black Coast's "Ride"]

♪

M. MAGGIE: ♪ Skinny jeans, white tee

♪ Me in between Can you think a better thing? ♪

♪ Your backseat is gonna miss me the most ♪

♪ Yeah

♪ The part of me that loves you ♪

♪ You're still a part of me

♪ That needs to--

[song ends]

- Ahh.

I saw you watching me yesterday...

at the grotto.

- I wasn't.

- Ahh. Liar.

Huh?

Por qué no?

- 'Cause I don't do any of it anymore.

- Okay.

- You look different.

- Yeah, you know, lift weights all day, every day,

that's what happens.

Hmm?

Not much else to do in there.

So you were checking me out.

[laughs]

- I see you got, like, right back to work.

- Gotta give the people what they need, you know?

That's how I met you.

Or did you forget?

- Yeah, I thought maybe things changed.

- So is that why you haven't... talked to me at all?

I get out, like, two weeks ago, and not even a text?

- What do you want me to say?

Thank you?

[dog barking]

- Her parents died in a fire about a year ago.

They said it was arson, but they don't have any suspects.

- What are you saying?

- What I'm saying is be careful.

Who is this Elisia girl anyway?

- No, there's definitely

something really weird about her.

You think she could've posted the video?

- Who knows? Keep your eyes open, sis.

- Hey, did he at least give you good grades?

- Who?

- The teacher who drilled your mom.

[both laughing]

[droning music]

♪

- Hey, baby girl. So I was thinking--

- Stop, stop. It was one kiss.

- Why the hostility?

Come on. - N--shh.

- Hey. - Hi, what's up?

- You've been reading and not responding.

Not okay. You know how much that annoys me.

- Oh, sorry.

I'm just drowning on the new homework

and auditions are coming up, so--

- Are you kidding me?

It's only the first week of school.

Saturday is four days away.

You need to prioritize and focus.

♪ Party, party

♪ Party

BOTH: ♪ Party

[both laughing]

- What are you doing for lunch?

[text alert]

- One sec.

[ominous music]

♪

- Um--

I-I gotta go.

- Seriously?

- I-I--

♪

- Okay.

- I pinged on a second account from the same user.

You gotta see this. Anonymous905.

There's this link in his bio,

but when you click it, this is all you get.

- 96 hours?

Until what?

- Who knows?

But you guys gotta see these videos.

[dramatic music]

♪

- That's me.

♪

HAILEY: And that's me.

♪

Yesterday.

♪

- Have you guys seen anyone following you?

You should tell Dad.

♪

ROWAN: Oh, no.

That's my house.

♪

He was in my room?

♪

- You guys can't go tonight, and tell me you're not

meeting up with him.

- We're not going.

- Of course not.

- You need to tell Dad, Ro. Promise?

- Yeah.

- You, be nice to my sister.

I don't need her crying into her pillow

every night again.

Thanks.

[Gold Lake's "We Already Exist"]

♪

WOMAN: ♪ We were driven by the sound

- Rowan.

Just wait up.

- So are you two friends or not?

- We were best friends, always.

- I met new people. It's no big deal.

- We used to make so much fun of Nicki,

and Brandon, Sean.

- They're cool. Get over it.

We always said that we wanted to meet more people.

Wanted girls like Nicki to like us.

She's nice, I swear.

- No, she's not.

- She's definitely not nice.

- I doubt she even knows who you are.

She is nice...

to me at least.

WOMAN: ♪ Why we're here

♪ And we shun the avalanche and never shed a tear ♪

- Do you even remember?

♪

WOMAN: ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh

- [laughs]

[both laughing]

Wait.

♪

- See ya.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait,

I meant to ask you...

Where do you live?

- I stay with my cousin.

- Where are you parents?

- They're out of town for work.

[bell rings]

- She lied to us?

- She said that they're out of town, but...

Brie told me that Elisia's parents died a year ago.

- In a fire.

God, that's really bad.

Why would she lie to us about something like that?

- Dumb slut.

- Go eat a dick!

Why do you let them talk to you like that?

- Best thing to do is ignore, ignore, ignore.

- Is that what your dad says, or what?

You have to stand up for yourself

or they're just gonna keep doing it.

- I thought this year would be different.

MAN: ♪ [singing indistinctly]

- You're an easy target,

but it's the same for everyone. Trust me.

I mean...

Brandon's an asshole, right?

- Okay. Listen.

This summer he got so drunk,

he passed out and pissed his pants.

- Yeah? - This dude,

he was taking all these photos

and posting them online.

The comments were ruthless,

he seriously lost his mind about it.

I thought he was gonna cry.

Don't tell anyone I told you that.

He'd kill me.

- Yeah, okay.

- The truth is...

everyone hates themself equally.

So don't let them push you around.

You're cooler them all of them, Rowan.

- Really?

♪

[indistinct film narration]

- [whispering] Hey.

- There was a great need not only for nuclear superiority

but for technological innovation in either side of the dam.

[indistinct film narration]

[bell rings]

[ominous music]

♪

[text alert]

MAN: ♪ Like some black dude hair

♪ No question

[ominous music]

♪

[door shuts]

- Okay, you guys know the drill. Get started.

- [laughs] You get in.

- It's Elisia, right?

- Yeah.

- I'm sorry to hear about your parents.

- [sighs] It was a year ago.

- Well, if you need anyone to talk to, I'm here.

- Miss Dawson? My mouse isn't working.

[phone buzzes]

[ominous music]

♪

[dramatic music]

♪

[all murmuring and laughing]

MISS DAWSON: What's going on? Brandon?

- I didn't do anything.

- Patrick, go get Mr. Bradford. Everyone, stay in your seats.

[photo snaps]

♪

[ominous music]

♪

- We can't tell my dad.

- Did you get a message too?

Well, what did he say?

- Hey. We gotta go to that motel tonight.

- He sent you a message too?

- Yeah.

Look, we can't tell anyone.

- It's probably just a joke, right?

- Right. We find who posted the video,

then it will be over.

- We'll be fine if we all stick together.

- Let's just, uh, meet up at the motel.

- Okay.

- Wait.

Do you need a ride home?

- I'm okay.

[dramatic music]

[starts engine]

♪

[police radio chatter]

[door opening]

- Hey, dinner.

Spicy nuggets, honey mustard.

- I only like ranch.

- Yeah, I got ranch too.

- Not hungry.

[door closes]

[dramatic music]

♪

[Beethoven's "Symphony No. 9" playing]

♪

- Hailey! It's 9:00.

Come on, right now.

♪

- Mom? Do you want a shake?

♪

[phone buzzes]

[ominous music]

♪

- Where you going?

- Hailey's.

- Hailey?

Two of you haven't hung out in a while.

- Try over a year. Don't worry, Dad,

don't strain yourself with the motherly advice.

- Hmm, you're right. Girls.

I'd have no idea where to start.

♪

[Preston Hutto's "Brain"]

♪

MAN: ♪ This house ain't no home

♪ This king left his ring on his throne ♪

♪ I left you a ring on your phone ♪

♪ He left you to be on your own ♪

- Stop following me.

- Come on, you're not that pissed.

Look, I need the cash, you know that.

That's how I always paid for everything.

It's how I paid for that bracelet.

MAN: ♪ No matter what you do No matter what you say ♪

- What happened to you?

MAN: ♪ No matter what you dream of tonight ♪

♪ I know that I'm on your brain ♪

- The girl I knew last year, even after everything got bad...

she was so happy, so fun.

MAN: ♪ I know that I'm on your brain ♪

- That girl made a lot of mistakes.

♪

You were one of them.

MAN: ♪ You're down for the count

♪ You can't get that taste out your mouth ♪

♪

[ominous music]

♪

[dramatic music]

- Rowan?

Is that you?

[loud bang and clatter]

Elisia?

Rowan. Oh, we need to get out of here,

this place is so creepy.

- You okay? What?

[dramatic music]

Where's Elisia? - I don't know.

- Isn't this hers? - Yeah.

[both screaming]

[tires screeching]

- [yelling indistinctly]

- Elisia!

- [screams] Guys!

♪

[dramatic music]

♪