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- What the? - Nyah, nyah.

Gotcha.

What was that?

What's going on down there?

You don't hear that?

What, are you scared, Twist?

Would it kill you to call me Oliver?

It might kill you.

I dropped something.

I knew it,

you are scared.

Okay, to be fair,

there are dead bodies buried somewhere out there.

Mm, me think thou doth protest too much.

All right, I was writing an email

and I dropped my phone.

Don't you dare say for work stuff.

Found it.

We made a deal.

You promised.

The nerve, the audacity, the gall.

Meg, Meg, done, over,

put away.

Mm-hmm, you sure you don't need to circle back

to your brand-based solutions.

Okay, go play with your rocks.

You're scared.

Well, don't forget,

we're parked by the, "No trespassing," sign.

You stepped into the wrong neck of the woods today.

Do you know how many people I've killed?

That trick gets real old.

Come out now,

maybe I'll let you live.

You can't promise him that.

I know,

I'm just trying to give him incentive.

Take it back.

Fine.

Come out now

and I'll make your death as painless as possible.

Happy now?

Now look what you've done.

Hang on.

Must we interrupt?

Did you bring me

to where I think you brought me?

Please hold all questions and compliments

'til the end.

Are we going after the page?

Yeah, I told you we were.

Okay, no, you said you were bringing me

to the site of several unmarked graves.

And yet you came anyway.

Okay, well, go on.

Okay, so.

As you know,

the occultist who lived in these woods

was methodically killing his victims.

In order to summon

a malevolent spirit.

And rumor has it,

he was only one kill away

from completing the ritual

before disappearing without a trace.

Wait.

What, did you poop your pants you're so scared?

I thought he was dead.

No, he could be somewhere out there

right now.

Aha.

Well, hello there.

Gotcha. - Come on.

48 months,

1,461 days.

The time it takes between leap years, Twist.

Mm.

I just can't believe the page

is somewhere on the other side of this door.

Are you trying to insinuate

that you didn't sleep for any of that?

And you've been nervous for all four years.

I'm here, aren't I?

Not to late to back out.

Okay, for the last time,

I'm not scared.

What are you doing, Tim?

Making balloon animals,

what does it look like I'm doing?

The death quota has been reached.

I'm aware.

Well, then hurry up,

get back to the ritual.

First things first.

The ritual is your first priority,

don't you understand?

"The ritual is your first priority."

Think it's blood?

Ooh.

This place has character.

Wait.

Oh, come on.

Please, it's tradition.

Plus, I want a refresher before we get started.

If we must.

Salutations, slimeballs.

It is I, Haunted Humphrey,

your ghoul with the cool.

And in today's episode,

we'll be journeying to Cabin Doom.

And yes, the occultist who lived there

tore a page from the book

that mustn't be named.

Ooh, this is what we want.

You'll find that Cabin Doom

contains all the symptoms of a classic haunt.

Cold spots,

malfunctioning electronics,

objects moving on their own.

I even got gassy,

although that could just be me.

Speaking of, today's sponsor

is JB Gas P... - Skip.

And as soon as I figure out

how to get into this cabin,

it's curtains for the occultist.

Well, that was a waste of everyone's time.

Not entirely.

He comes here all the time.

Oh really, Meg?

Well, then how come he

nor anyone else who comes up here all the time

has ever found this elusive page?

Because we're going to find it.

Uh, what?

Why'd we stop?

Now where are we going?

Meg, seriously, what's the plan here?

I'm gonna use the crystals

to divine the location of the page.

Right, okay.

Well, while you do that,

I'm gonna mock up a grid of the cabin.

That way we could divide it

between the two of us... - Found it.

You're joking?

Seriously, come take a look.

Okay, I guess we can leave.

Yeah, okay.

I'm serious.

Let's take this.

Meg, let go.

You can't leave without it.

Cute.

Looks like we...

We're leaving.

All right, let's just take a breather outside.

What's the matter?

Forgot how to make a dramatic exit?

It's stuck, smart ass.

Do you need help?

Maybe, yeah.

Really? Opening a door?

Is this your way of saying you wanna stay?

Oh, that is stuck.

See, I told you.

What the hell just happened?

Where's the cabin?

Don't care.

I'm gonna go see if the cabin

has any running water.

You're gonna shower in the haunted cabin?

There's no ghosts in the water, Sierra Twist.

I got mud on me, too,

and I'm fine not showering.

Oh.

Okay.

Where is it?

Where's what?

I've left it right there.

Left what right where?

Nevermind, we have to go.

Go where?

We're lost.

We're not lost.

All right, something weird is going on,

and I would like to get going.

Yes, you've been making that very clear.

Meg, hello?

This way.

Okay.

Confucius once said,

"It doesn't matter how slow you go,

as long as you don't stop."

What the hell was that?

Checking to see if it's safe.

And you thought your best approach was to?

Uh, uh, to see if what happened to us would...

Would happened to the rock?

Okay, what do you think happened?

We got muddy,

and now I'm mad.

Well, I think the mud suits you, Nutmeg.

It's not as charming when you do it.

Enough.

Hey, wait.

Gonna shower, make yourself scarce, perv.

Where are our bags?

You procrastinate?

All I'm saying is that we spend a lot of time

cleaning up murders

when we should be doing more black magic.

Yikes, Twist, occupied.

W-w-what is it?

What's wrong? - Stop.

Get out.

Sorry.

Why did you scream?

I saw someone.

You shut your face right now

and tell me who.

I didn't catch a name.

They were inside the cabin?

Relax, it was clearly a ghost.

That's not helping.

Why am I,

the person who just saw a ghost,

more calm than you are?

Because we are trespassing

in a place where people have been brutally murdered

and you just said you saw someone.

Did you see anyone on your way over here?

No.

It was a ghost.

All right, I'm gonna finish up in here.

Can you grab my bag?

Um,

so about that.

All right, my hypothesis is that,

you know, our stuff disappeared, like we did,

and ended up somewhere out here.

Uh-huh.

What, are you dusting

for prints?

It will help us find what we're looking for.

That's not what we're looking for.

Is he?

Just taking a nap?

Not funny, Twist.

Yeah, I think he might be dead.

Just joining the call now?

Well, I mean, we should check if he's breathing, right?

Go ahead.

No, I don't want his dead-guy breath on me.

Do dead people breathe?

- Here. - Where the hell

did that come from?

I come prepared.

I am not prepared.

All right, relax, buddy.

Let's just call the authorities.

Wait, we're not supposed to be here.

I mean, what, what do we tell them?

And then, then they bring us in.

And then what do we say?

You're right, let's bounce.

We'll leave a note.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, hang on,

hang on, hang on, hang on.

You remember what Haunted Humphrey said?

Wait, he said that the cabin

was going to mess with us.

You've already said that you've seen a ghost, okay?

Weird stuff is happening, okay?

It's entirely possible

that we go back out there

and that dead guy is gone.

You were saying?

What is that?

My phone is being weird.

Can I use yours?

Sure.

Thanks.

Can you look at something

without not seeing what's behind it?

Hello, Park Ranger's Office.

Hi, yeah.

So, um, we were hiking

and we kind of stumbled across a, um...

Hello, Park Ranger's Office, hello?

Yeah, hi.

Can you, can you hear me?

Hello?

Meg, come look at this.

My nose is bleeding.

Yeah, mine was bleeding earlier.

Was this here before?

I'm not getting through.

Try someone else.

- Hello? - Hey, dude,

can you hear me? - Who's on the phone?

It's Oliver's phone,

but it's probably Meg.

Ask them if they made it to the cabin.

Nothing but static.

I think it's a butt dial.

Your butt.

Why are you still talking to a butt?

Okay, gotta go butt cheeks, bye.

No, no, no, no.

No, no, God.

No one can hear me.

Yeah, what's that like?

Relax, I heard you.

I don't know,

maybe.

I don't think it was.

We should leave.

Uh.

Where's the car?

♪ You've been ♪

♪ Riding on the winds ♪ ♪ Riding on the wind ♪

♪ High as you can go ♪ ♪ High as you can go ♪

♪ Chasing dreams ♪ ♪ Chasing dreams ♪

♪ That you once had ♪ ♪ That you had ♪

This is useless.

Think the cabin's energies

go further than we thought.

Yes, when I'm frustrated,

I too like to burn things.

It's to ward off...

Is that dead guy?

Should we say hi?

Let's go, go, go, go, go, go.

So that happened.

And you didn't say anything about him raising the dead.

Yeah, I did.

Uh, uh, when?

I said I was trying to summon a malevolent spirit.

Is that what you think that was?

Don't argue with me.

Stop making it so easy.

Oh, so I'm easy now?

That is not what I said.

It's rude to point.

Let go of my finger.

Or what, Twist?

Not my name.

Oh.

Unreal, you're unreal.

Okay, it could be somebody

trying to return one of our calls.

Is it?

No.

What? You're telling me

you lost the most important part of the ritual?

I didn't lose it,

someone must've taken it.

Oh, someone took it.

Well, that's better,

I feel so relieved.

This is our chance.

Let's go.

Our chance to what?

We are in the eye of the storm,

we should be taking advantage of this.

Uh, no, Meg.

Okay, look, we got what we came here to get, okay?

What we need to do is lay low

and just figure a way out of this.

Scared.

What?

Listen, you can do whatever you want,

but give me this.

Well, that was dramatic.

Twist?

Seriously.

Quit messing around.

Twist.

Hey.

Meg?

Great.

Great.

Looks like there was a foot chase

that ended badly.

And Ashley, have you ever realized

how repetitive our lives are?

Twist?

Looks like they tripped right here,

they landed over there,

and I think they were dragged away.

Could this be?

No,

not the occultist.

Also, what are your thoughts

on eternal recurrence?

Meg?

Welcome back.

Did you enjoy your nap?

I, um,

I was in the woods,

and I saw something.

Yeah, you look like you saw something.

I'm gonna get you some water.

Scoot.

Twist.

Dead guy?

Today's mystery has been a welcome change.

Everything leaves clues, Ashley.

Looks like there was a car.

Two passengers.

But I think there was someone else.

What's your deal?

Spill it. - Hey, relax.

- You relax. - You relax.

- You relax. - You relax.

You relax.

Right, so, uh, who am I dealing with here?

Right, my name is Oliv...

You first, dead guy.

Gotta say, don't love the nickname.

My name is Phil, I'm a holistic detective,

and recently, I've been tracking the occultist case.

How come?

All right, don't freak out,

but I've got reason to believe

the occultist has resurfaced.

There have been sightings of him.

See, I told you he's not dead.

- He's dead. - He just said he wasn't.

No, he said people saw him.

That's not the same.

How is that not the same?

Because they probably saw his ghost.

Is that true?

Listen, Olive,

whatever I've been tracking has been very active.

Are you familiar with the cursed objects?

Uh, yeah, dude.

Why do you think we're here?

Well, I was recently in possession of one.

Oh yeah?

Which one?

The skull from his first kill.

What happened to it?

I don't, I don't know.

I had it,

and I was running through the woods,

and then, I don't know,

everything's foggy from there.

Um, you've got, you've got red coming out.

Again?

Again.

Again?

Nietzsche once said,

"We want nothing to be different.

Not forwards, not backwards."

I think somebody's behind me.

Hello, Park Ranger's Office.

Hey, listen, we got a call,

but there was nothing but static on the line.

Have you seen anything?

Whoa, what is happening?

Do I need to get you two to a hospital?

Shush, shush.

Meg.

What are you?

You feel that, right?

What is happening?

Dead guy, shush.

That.

You feel that, right?

I've had just about enough of this nonsense, you two.

You feel that, right?

I do.

Psst, psst.

What's up?

Okay, he said he had the skull of his first kill.

That's what's sitting over there in the corner.

Well, I think he's the ghost

I saw in the bathroom earlier.

Yeah, I don't like this guy.

I don't know, he's all right.

- Shh, shh. - You shh.

Shush.

Shh.

Olive, snarky witch lady,

come check this out.

Why is that making us bleed?

I don't know.

Touch it.

You touch it.

- You touch it. - You touch it.

- You touch it. - Enough.

I'm just gonna go grab it.

You're gonna what?

I'm gonna grab it.

Yeah, you are.

Meg.

Oh my God.

Okay, so don't touch that.

I don't know how, Ashley,

but I survived an attack by a madman.

Hmm.

Judging by the footprints,

it looks like he went that way.

I've always struggled

with if it's the most living

or the best living.

I've concluded

it's the best living.

Well, well, well.

All right, let's regroup,

because there's a lot of weird stuff happening.

Yeah, stuff.

- What? - Nothing, Mr. Stuff.

Are you upset that I said, "Stuff?"

Nevermind, you were saying,

about the stuff?

Okay, well, we have whatever happened to us

when we got here.

Ghost sighting in the bathroom.

And in the woods.

Was that a ghost?

I don't know, the car is missing.

Phones don't work.

And dead guy.

Who isn't really dead.

And that.

Well, Phil, you really messed it up this time.

Wow, you look terrible.

Rough day?

Uh-huh, all right.

So now that I'm dead,

why don't you, uh, go ahead and tell me

what this is all about?

You don't know?

The summoning of Vrashmas.

Uh-huh?

And then what?

- What? - And then what?

What's the plan?

What do you get?

Well, um,

you see,

why, um. - Oh my,

oh my gosh, you don't know, do you?

You killed me, and, and for what?

Because the pumpkin told you to?

You tell him,

"That's none of your concern."

Yeah, that's none of your concern.

Roshambo?

Sudden death.

All right, go ahead, touch it.

What? No way.

Vampire beats werewolf.

No, no, ghost beats werewolf,

werewolf beats vampire,

vampire beats ghost.

Why did we do this?

Why don't we just do the office supply version?

Do you think a rock is an office supply?

Shut up, I have an idea.

Hey, answer the question.

Okay.

Take these.

Yes, we can't do anything

without your jazz rocks.

Um, rude.

They're for protection.

Where are you going with this?

Okay, there's one thing that we haven't looked at yet,

and it is so obvious.

No, no, no.

Meg, okay, I am freaking out, okay?

After dead guy,

our noses bleeding,

and whatever this is,

I can't handle just one more thing.

Then you're not gonna like this.

Sorry.

You know, I can still stop you.

Please do.

Your last attempt was hilarious.

I can burn the page.

No, the page can't be burned

with any ordinary flame.

What about the flame from that?

No, that wouldn't work either.

Okay, then.

Well, gotta go.

Things to do.

Have fun being dead.

Dick.

All right, Meg, concentrate.

I can't believe her.

All right, what am I looking at here?

Is this Aramaic, hieroglyphic,

the scribblings of an idiot?

Meg?

Oliver?

You can hear me?

Yeah.

Can you hear me?

Loud and clear.

Good.

So what the hell, Meg?

Relax, Twist.

Figured some things out.

For instance, the pages seem to keep us upright.

Yeah, could've used a heads-up about that.

So what the heck are you doing now?

I had to get a closer look at the page

all in one piece.

And?

And give me a minute.

If this is truly the end,

why can I only think of things

I regret having done?

Great, ya lost him.

Shh, I didn't lose him.

He's just

not visible right now.

I can't outrun him,

think I'm gonna have to outsmart him.

Ashley, if I don't make it outta here alive,

always remember, it's like Murakami said,

"Life is pleasant,

death is peaceful,

"it's the transition that's troublesome."

Oh, and don't eat my ferns,

they give you diarrhea.

Love you.

Yeah, I really feel like this is a waste of time.

How are you doing that?

Doing what?

Picking a winner.

You can see me?

I can see your arms moving.

Okay, this place really creeps me out.

Wait, your arms are back down.

What did you do?

Nothing.

Think, you must've done something.

Ah, I.

Oh yeah, I put the crystals back in my pocket.

Humor me,

put the crystals back in your hands

and wave your arms again.

That's amazing.

Great, can you get me outta here now?

What is it with these fools and these damn sticks?

All right, that's enough of that.

Here you are, troublemaker,

take these away from me.

No way, put 'em in your pockets.

You may need 'em, Twist.

Okay, if you agree to stop taking my page,

I will hold on to your pop rocks.

Deal.

Well, my turn.

What?

A-absolutely not.

So you're the only one that gets to have any fun?

It's not fun.

Seriously, I wanna see for myself.

W-well, I'm not helping you.

It is way too dangerous.

Catch.

What the heck?

How come that worked for you?

I don't know, I'm just lucky, I guess.

I have an idea.

Yeah, and I have anxiety.

You know, don't you find it the least bit weird

that when we're not holding these pages,

we suddenly faint?

You know, and where are we going

when we don't have the pages anymore?

And you're not listening to me.

By the way,

that thingy is on the page.

Okay, bye.

How is this dangerous?

There was definitely something there.

Shh.

I hear something.

What is it?

What the?

You've been excellent playthings,

but playtime's over.

He's back,

and he's headed this way

right now.

Twist?

Twist?

I have something to tell you.

Okay, you first.

The occultist is alive,

and he's headed our way.

We're leaving.

I think,

I figure,

I mean... - Yes,

good sentence.

I think I know why this is making us bleed.

What do you have, Detective?

You're not gonna like it.

Solid pitch.

This is the occultist's murder weapon.

Oh, good thing you grabbed it

so we can get caught with it.

All right, so,

whatever the occultist is trying to summon,

it's thinning the barrier

between the mortal realm

and whatever comes next.

You can just say between life and death.

All right, so I think dead guy

is one of his victims,

and that's why this is making him bleed.

So that means?

I say we touch it and find out...

Okay.

♪ High as you can go ♪ ♪ High as you can go ♪

♪ Chasing dreams ♪ ♪ Chasing dreams ♪

♪ That you once had ♪ ♪ That you had ♪

Ah, that's a lot of mud.

We definitely didn't teleport.

That means...

- We've been... - We are...

He killed us.

Yeah, get angry.

This is your fault.

- Not at me. - Too late,

I'm already angry with you.

How is this my fault?

I didn't even wanna do this.

That has been obvious.

Wait, what?

Yeah, that's right,

now I get to be angry.

Okay, fine, why are you angry?

One, I don't like being dead either.

- Fair. - And B,

I planned this whole thing,

and you wanna leave the second we get here.

I-I'm sorry, Meg,

it's just that I've had an interest

in the supernatural my entire life,

and I have worked really, really hard at it,

and it has gotten me nowhere.

So lately, yeah, I've been feeling like

a complete failure.

And yes, I threw myself into work,

and I don't know,

I just, we've been chasing this page

for like four years,

I just really thought...

Thought we'd be further along than we are?

Kinda, yeah.

It's also the only time

we ever get to hang out.

Oh.

Oh, Meg, I...

Is getting us killed in a double homicide

the only way I'm gonna get you to notice me?

Hmm, it's a little elaborate.

I was going for convoluted.

Mm, you might've overshot it.

Just a bit.

Great.

Meg?

Yeah, I can hear you.

Oh God.

What?

He's, um, calling me from your phone.

Don't answer.

We need to talk.

You've got something I want.

Okay.

Don't play dumb with me, toots.

I've got you pegged as the smart one.

I've got faith you'll do the right thing.

What'd he say?

He wants the murder weapon or...

Or what? We can't give that to him.

We don't really have a choice, Oliver.

He's got your body.

Did you have to say it like that?

He might be touching it.

Meg.

Right now.

Will you knock it off?

Okay, Twist, I have a plan.

While the occultist is in there setting up the ritual,

I'll go plant the murder weapon

away from the cabin.

To keep my distance,

I'll use rocks to knock on the door.

Then when he goes to grab the weapon,

I'll sneak in there,

hand you your page,

and we get the hell outta there

before he even knows what's up.

All right, well, what do you see?

He's, uh, seductively touching the floor.

Ew, gross, why?

I don't know, Twist, because he's a psycho serial killer.

Our window is closing.

Right.

The hour approaches,

just in time.

Get ready.

All right, Meg, what's going on?

Ever notice how every time we try to kiss,

we're interrupted?

Is now really the time?

Relax, I'm watching.

He's at the door.

What are you doing just standing there?

Go and get it.

Rolling Stones

gather no moss.

I've seen the dead move faster than you.

So new plan.

Oh, now what?

He locked the door.

Meg, are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Oh yeah, you had me at,

"Meg, you were right about crystals all along."

The page is on the floor.

Move towards the window.

Hey, use direction words.

Starboard, sailor.

You look hilarious.

Not helping, Meg.

No, you're doing fine.

You look like a swan,

a drunk, featherless swan.

Yes.

Very descriptive.

Ah.

I felt that.

Be careful.

Yeah, thanks.

Ah.

Do I almost have it?

Oliver, he's coming back.

What? What the? What?

Get back to the bench.

Hurry, what are you doing?

Twist, he's here.

Oh, oh no.

Twist, do not let him complete the ritual.

Okay.

What do I do?

I don't know, do something.

Dead guy?

Witch lady, so glad I found you.

Do you know where the occultist is?

Uh, yeah, dude.

Okay, what did I miss?

The occultist stole Oliver's page,

kidnapped his body, now Oliver's using the crystals

to connect to his body.

Oh, and by the way,

the thing that was making us bleed

is his murder weapon.

I don't know what any of that means.

Listen, I have something very important to tell you.

Oliver, are you all right?

I dropped the crystals.

Now is not the time to start challenging yourself.

Hey, that's good,

you should speak at schools.

Would you two knock it off?

He's trying to summon Vrashmas.

The least wonderful time of year?

Exactly.

But I think I know how to stop him.

Guys?

Yes.

And we're too late.

Nothing happened.

Shouldn't something be happening?

Patience.

But.

Well, that was unexpected.

What happened?

He fainted.

Oh God, it's starting.

We have to get Oliver.

Hey, wait.

Would you? Would, would?

Come on.

All right, all we have to do is burn the pages.

Whoa, the hell we are.

Meg, we have to end this.

Tick-tock, you two.

No, we have spent the last four years

searching for these scraps of paper.

I'm not ready to just set them on fire.

Meg, why can't you just let this go?

How can you let this go so easily?

Back me up.

This is not some cheap souvenir.

This page represents everything

we have worked for,

all of the time and effort,

and for what?

This is all we have to show for it.

Uh, do you think we're ever gonna forget this?

And what do you think is gonna happen to us

when it's gone?

And I'm on board.

Okay, listen, these pages won't burn with a normal flame,

they, uh...

Evil candle, got it.

Go.

Come on, if he kills while he's possessed,

he's gonna become fully merged.

What is it with you

and giving information slightly too late?

Not too late, I'm still alive.

Not for long.

Meg.

Did you do it?

Yeah, I did it.

I'm proud of you.

There was really no other choice.

"Ah."

How are you still here?

I don't know, unfinished business, I guess.

Is that really a thing?

What do you have left to do?

I don't know, I guess keep nerds like you outta here.

Hey, if it weren't for us,

it'd be evil Christmas right now.

Thank you for coming back.

Don't mention it.

You guys should probably take off.

What are you gonna do?

I don't know, I'm a ghost, so haunt stuff?

Uh, we'll come back and visit sometime.

Don't even think about it.

Absolutely not.

All right.

Where have you been, Oliver?

Look, I know it's your day off,

but I need to be able to reach you

around the clock this week.

I saw the reports you pulled,

and the.

- Wow. - Reports,

in fact, I'm going to need you to send them.

You okay?

I know that last part was pretty scary.

Haha.

Yeah, what about you?

I know the page must not have been easy to give up.

No, it wasn't,

but I enjoy some of my other hobbies,

like eating and breathing.

Mm, eating.

Let's grab some food.

Aw, great idea.

Where'd we park?

I don't know.

The occultist moved our car

when he was covering up our murders.

Didn't happen to catch where he parked it in the vision?

Okay, I was a little preoccupied.

Why don't you use your crystals?

Really, after all that,

you're gonna dis the crystals?

Wait.

This is why we must imagine Sisyphus happy.

Hello, Park Ranger's Office.

Good evening, ghouls and goblins.

It is I, Haunted Humphrey.

And I'm here today with the couple

that made it inside Cabin Doom.

Tell me, was it as terrifying

as I thought it would be?

Uh,

okay, so obviously, it was, it was scary,

it was, uh... - That sounds great.

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Nice, aren't they?

So you were telling me about this Cabin Doom.

I, well, like I said,

it was scary, but we were there

to look for the page and...

Aw.

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You were saying?

Well.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Yes, oh, oh.

I'm so, so sorry.

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