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- Yeah? - Yeah.

You're the best. My partner called in sick. Strep throat.

Which is 100 percent grade-A bullshit because...

- Do you want to grab that side? - Yeah.

He is holing up with his psycho ex-girlfriend.

It seems like he should be making some new friends.

Yeah, I think he should probably pick

a better psycho ex-girlfriend next time.

So, I want to say thank you, by the way,

because the guy who used to have this job

would never have just done that.

He was a prick. Horrendous breath.

- How long have you been here? - I just started.

Arrived at morgue.

- What happened? - Oh, yeah, it's a bad one.

The cops found her in an alley. One, two, three.

Yeah.

Yeah, so the guy was still slicing her.

He took off. They still haven't found him.

- Did they find out who he was? - No clue.

"Hannah Grace."

Yeah, that's what it said on her I.D.

I told you it was bad.

That's not even the insane thing. The insane thing is

they found chloroform by her body.

What kind of a lunatic drugs a girl, smashes her head in,

and then tries to burn her body after she's been dead?

I'll tell you who it is.

It's someone trying to send a message.

It could have been her pimp.

It might have been a drug dealer.

It could have been a sex thing.

Thanks, Randy. I can take it from here.

You got it. Yeah.

All right.

Thanks for the help, Megan.

Yeah.

Intake bay.

It gets easier. I promise.

Thanks.

It's all part of the job.

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"Username."

Megan Reed.

"Password."

Bye-bye, Megan.

Andrew Kurtz.

"Password."

Megan.

08162014."

Brown.

Get out of here.

You're losing your mind.

It's freaking hot.

Dave?

Dave, you promised.

Dave!

Oh, my God.

If you scream, I will have to slit your throat.

Do you understand?

Yes.

Do you understand?

- Come on. - Security.

There's someone down here. Call the police now.

What?

"As we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil."

Stop. Put the body down.

I've already called security. There's nowhere for you to go.

- Now, just stay calm. - You don't understand.

Megan!

Megan!

Megan!

Get off of me! Get off of me!

Please, listen to me!

- You've got to destroy her body. - Get him up!

- You're coming with us. - Please, listen to me.

- Listen. Listen. - Are you okay?

You have to destroy her body. You've got to destroy her body.

You don't know what you've done!

You don't know what you... She's not dead!

Stop.

Hello?

Megan, it's Andrew. I just heard

what happened. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine, but I'm going to have to call you back.

Hey, can you open the door?

- Hey. - Are you okay?

- Did that guy hurt you? - No. No, not really.

- I'm fine. - Do you want to call it a night?

I can find someone else to cover your shift.

I'm okay. Seriously, Lisa, I'm fine.

Nobody is going to hold it against you

if you just want to get out of here.

I know. But I want to stay. Okay?

I can do this. I want to do this.

- But you don't have to. - Lisa.

I need to do this.

Okay.

What is it?

I know this is going to sound insane, but...

I heard a corpse breathe.

- Breathe? - Yes.

Like...

an exhale.

Corpses expunge air sometimes when they're moved.

Dr. Lewis didn't tell you this?

In his defense, he...

probably assumed I was smart enough

to know that corpses can't breathe.

Are you hungry?

I can get us some take-out from the cafeteria.

- Sure. - Okay, come on.

You know, when that guy attacked me tonight...

my first instinct wasn't to run.

You know, I wanted to defend myself,

to stop him.

I didn't freeze.

Why couldn't I have done that

when there was a gun pointed at my partner?

And then none of this would have happened.

Look, it's just one step at a time.

This job is the next step.

- Hey. - Hey.

There is a cop upstairs who wants to talk to you.

I can cover down here if you want.

Yeah. Yeah, okay.

- How's your arm? - Oh, it's good as new.

Do you want some fries?

Um...

- Sure. Thanks. - Here. See you.

You didn't have to come here. They already have my statement.

Yeah, I know. I was in the area.

Are you okay? He didn't hurt you?

Just my ego. Did you I.D. him yet?

No, he's not talking.

We'll know more once we get him to the station.

You seem anxious.

Are you staying through the night?

That's the plan.

I just know how you get when you're stressed.

Okay, look, I appreciate you coming here,

but I've got things covered.

Okay?

Is there something else?

I know this isn't the right time...

but when I picked up my stuff, there was something missing.

A bottle of Xanax.

And you're assuming that I...

what, stole them from you?

Did you?

It's a valid question.

You're not supposed to be around

controlled medications of any kind.

You misplace a bottle of pills and automatically assume this.

Why are you getting so defensive?

I'm not getting defensive. I'm getting pissed.

You know, it's as if you're completely incapable

of giving me the benefit of the doubt.

If you ever need my help, I'm just a call away. Okay?

Actually, there is something you can help me with.

I'll be right back.

Hey.

- How's it going? - I'm good. How are you?

I'll just be another minute if that's okay.

Yeah, no problem. Take your time.

Bases loaded, three-and-two count, down by three.

The stakes could not be higher.

Here comes the pitch. It's a heater.

It's a grand slam!

Can you run these for me at the station?

The scanner broke down before I could run her prints.

- Her? - Hannah Grace.

You already have her I.D.

I think that I.D. is fake.

The picture on her license doesn't match.

Her eye color, it's different.

- What? - Once a cop...

Just get me the prints, okay?

You got it.

Dave?

I mean, seriously.

Dave?

Dave?

Hello?

Dave, is that you?

Are you sure you gave me the right prints?

- Positive. - The results are odd.

Why do you say that?

Because according to the prints,

Hannah Grace has been dead for three months.

It must be a glitch in the system.

It wouldn't be the first time.

Is everything else okay?

Megan.

Yeah, thanks.

Wait, what?

Hey, Dave, where the hell are you, man?

Is everything all right?

- The security cameras downstairs... - Yeah?

Can I access the morgue footage?

I can't leave the desk unmanned, but...

here you go.

Thanks.

Oh, my God.

Come on, Megan. Just breathe.

Lab Tech Hernandez, please dial 1-6-6-7.

Hey, can I talk to you for a sec?

Yeah. Excuse me.

So, I thought I saw someone in the bathroom.

When I went to check the security footage,

I mean, I could have sworn it was her.

Meg, who is "her"? What are you talking about?

I need to show you something.

There.

What is that?

I don't know.

Well, I mean, it looks like a shadow.

It's not a shadow.

Look, when that guy broke in...

he kept talking about the woman he killed...

Hannah Grace, how she wasn't really dead.

I looked her up.

She died three months ago during an exorcism.

You know I don't believe in that kind of stuff, but...

...this, to me, is not a shadow.

What is this?

Lisa, I didn't take any.

- Are you lying to me? - No, okay?

You need to believe me on this one.

I promise you, I didn't take any.

I wanted to, but I didn't.

I've just had them in my bag for comfort. I promise.

Meg, do you...?

Do you remember when we were in meetings

and they started talking about coping mechanisms?

Yeah.

An addict's brain tries to find

new ways to cope with stress.

Everything that has happened to you today,

the stress that it has caused,

your brain is desperate to find a way to cope with it.

And it is going to do anything it can

to convince you to use again.

My brain did not put a corpse on the security footage.

Look, I don't know what that thing is,

but what I do know is you're jumping

to the least plausible explanation.

And right now you've got to focus.

So, don't see things that aren't there.

- Here. - No.

- Just take them. - No.

I trust you.

Okay.

Dave?

Are you okay?

Dave?

Dave?

Intake bay.

I brought you a present.

- Can you give me a hand again? - Sorry. I can't help you out.

- Not after last time. - What? Why? What happened?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Okay. Well, try me.

So, it's obviously been a long night...

and I'm probably just remembering things wrong.

She had a huge wound...

going down this side of her abdomen

when you dropped her off. Correct?

Yeah, I could have sworn that she did.

So, where is it now?

And her arm was banged up too, right?

Yeah. Have you checked the admittance photos?

The camera broke down and when I tried to scan her prints,

the scanner died too.

That's weird.

So, I had a friend run her prints

at the police station.

And?

Hannah Grace,

she died three months ago during an exorcism.

- Whoa. - When that man broke in,

he said she wasn't really dead,

and now it's almost like she's healing herself.

Can I ask you a personal question?

How personal?

Why are you working the night shift at a morgue?

Because it's my job.

No, no. You're smart and resourceful.

So, what happened?

You know what? Actually, it's not even...

I'm sorry. It's not my business.

I...

I had a rough patch a few years back and...

I don't know, I guess I thought I saw that in you.

I'm sure that there is a rational explanation

for all of this.

You just... Megan, you've got to be careful

that you don't drive yourself crazy here.

I know.

He's adorable.

I used to have a drinking problem.

And I would get drunk...

and lie and cheat and...

people told me that I was a dick sometimes.

All the time.

And then...

this guy shows up...

and he made me want to be a better person.

So...

I quit drinking...

I quit lying...

and then I was finally able to be honest

with the people that love me...

because I was finally able to be honest with myself.

If you ever want to talk, I'm the guy.

Thank you.

- Have a good night. - You, too. Get home safe.

Intake bay.

Hey, I was just about to call you.

That bottle of Xanax that you were looking for...

I didn't take it.

Megan, you already told me this.

I found it in the medicine cabinet

after you moved out.

And I should have packed it up with the rest of your things...

but I kept it.

I've just been feeling anxious lately...

and I felt safer knowing that they were there.

You know, in case I needed them.

Why are you telling me this?

Because I'm tired of lying.

Anyway, I'll drop them off

tomorrow morning if you're there.

Yeah, I'll be there. I'm glad you told me, okay?

- Me, too. Bye. - Bye.

Going down.

This is Randy, drop-off complete.

Goddamn it.

Hello?

Hello?

Whoa!

Aah!

Randy.

Randy?

Oh, my God.

Randy.

Andrew.

Megan, go to security right now.

The guy who broke into the morgue killed the two officers

transporting him to the station.

We have an APB out on him,

but there's a chance he could make...

- Move. - Megan?

Megan?

Open it.

Get the lift.

Do you see what's happening to her body?

She's healing.

She heals herself by killing people

and then she rests.

Why hasn't she killed you?

I don't know.

I believe you.

There's something evil hiding inside.

The church...

said to walk away...

but I couldn't give up on my only child.

That's your daughter?

Not anymore.

Hannah struggled with depression...

anxiety.

It worked on her...

day after day...

till it broke her...

...found its way inside her body.

Is that when her eye changed?

Yeah.

That's the demon's mark.

No matter how many exorcisms they performed, it stayed.

One last...

...attempt.

In the name of God, in the name of Jesus Christ...

our Lord, be gone!

You have to understand...

...I did what I did...

...to save the lives of others.

But the demon was too powerful.

It stayed.

The next day, when we went to bury her...

...her body, it disappeared from the mortuary.

Four people were dead.

We have to get her to the incinerator.

The knife wasn't enough.

The only way to destroy this thing is to burn her.

Anything else just slows her down.

No!

Come and get me!

No! Stop!

No!

Stop!

No!

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on!

Mezzanine.

No.

Going up.

Arrived at mezzanine.

Officer Kurtz, reporting a 10-65.

I need backup at Boston Metro Hospital,

possible homicide.

Arrived at morgue.

Megan?

Megan?

Megan?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Fuck.

- Who's there? - It's Officer Kurtz.

- Megan's friend. Where is she? - Yeah, I don't know.

Dave's missing, too.

Everything's down. What's going on down here?

Oh, God.

- Megan. - Andrew. Oh, my God.

- What happened? - We have to get out of here.

What the hell is that?

Come on.

- What? - Oh, my God. Come on! Come on!

Hey!

Going down.

Megan!

Hey, stop!

Hannah, no.

No!

Let him go!

Megan.

Megan.

Andrew. Are you okay?

Okay, come on. Hurry. We don't have much time.

- Go get help. - Wait. What? Megan.

No! Help me, please!

I'm 62 days clean...

...and I'm thankful for how far I've come.

It's not easy.

And I know I have a long way to go...

but I'm feeling stronger every day.

Nothing's going to stop me now.