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Wait, Ryan...

Hey. You could have just asked.

Asked what?

If what you heard about me from
that idiot Jesse Patton was true.

What? Look, I-I don't even
know that loser, okay?

- He's just in my class.
- Ryan. It's a small town.

People talk.

Oh, they do, do they?

Yeah, they do.

Well, what do "they" say about me?

Ever hear the term "Minute Man"?

Oh, my God.

Look, I can, um...

I can totally explain this.
It was the night of homecoming,

and I just ran in the ball
for a touchdown...

I don't know,

my adrenaline was pumping so much,

- it just kinda happened...
- Shh. Hey...

It's okay.

It's your turn now.

Hey, to do what?

To find out if what you heard
about me is true.

Hey, what's wrong?

What's wrong? Faith?

Put this on. Hurry. Seriously, Ryan!

- My mom's gonna kill you.
- All right, fine.

Just don't leave me
in here forever, all right?

Just a minute, Mom!

Mom?

Mommy?

Run!

Help me!

Somebody! Help!

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Go, Tommy!

Hey, man, my band's
playing a show this weekend.

Can you take it, please?

Eddie, I got this show
this weekend, man.

Yeah, right, loser.

Hey, you guys, you wanna, um... No?

Okay. Hey, if you're not
doing anything this weekend,

you can come to my...
Wanna come to my show?

We're having a concert! Dethkrunch live!

'Cause I know y'all
ain't doing nothing this weekend.

Hello?

We could say literally anything,
it wouldn't make a difference.

Coupons for free cocaine? Sir? Ma'am?

Toddler fights. This weekend?
Little fists, big money!

I'm having an affair with your dad.

My dad's dead, asshole.

Maybe not literally anything.

Well, we printed too many flyers.

- No takers?
- None.

I don't get it. Is it our music
or is it just us?

It's an opportunity to cancel the
show and see a movie instead.

"Sleepaway Camp III"
playing this weekend.

Why would we do that? Our
set sounded awesome at practice.

Think about all the great bands
that started in high school.

There's The Who...

- Pink Floyd.
- The Cure.

Think any of them called off
a show to see a movie?

True, true.

But we ain't those bands.

What do you mean?

They're more like rock gods.

We're more like rock... peasants.

I might even say rock bottom.

That's good. How about "Rock Lobster"?

Oh, God.

- Judith alert.
- Yeah.

H-hey, Judith!

Hello?

Ryan Hudson show up for class today?

No. I have him marked absent. Why?

The police?

Is everything okay?

Yes, I'll let you know if I see him.

Dylan! Dylan? Honey?

Dylan!

Dylan, dinner's ready.

I'm coming!

- So? What'd he say?
- So he said, "I'm sorry.

We don't have that dress in your size.

But I can order it for you.
We'll have it in six weeks."

Six weeks? Are you kidding?

He said, "Burt Lansky isn't
gonna have this in your size."

- What?
- "He's not gonna have this dress at all."

You know what I did?

You went to Montgomery Ward?

- Talked to Burt Lansky.
- Yeah, you did.

That's my girl. And when can he have it?

- Five weeks.
- Five weeks.

- Saved yourself a week.
- A full week!

Seven days.

- Dealmaker right there.
- Thank you.

May I... be excused?

Um...

Sweetie, your dad and I
have been feeling like

you're spending a little too
much time alone in the basement.

It's unhealthy, pal.

- I just play my guitar.
- Yeah, I know that.

Whole neighborhood knows.
You play it loud enough.

- I can wear headphones.
- Oh, well...

- Sure. That could work.
- No, no, no.

Linda, we talked about this.
Dylan, this isn't about volume.

It's just a kid your age
should be out with his friends.

Going out on dates.

Not locking himself away
like some dungeon freak.

- Gene. Mm.
- What?

I need steak sauce.

For what it's worth,

I think you sound pretty
terrific down there.

- Thanks, Mom.
- Now, what do you say

to some good old-fashioned quality
time with your folks after dinner?

I'm Jack Connolly.

This is Action 10 News with the latest

headlines out of Southeast Michigan.

For tonight's top story we go
to Susan Branch in Happy Hollow,

where a teenage boy's disappearance

and a cryptic message left
behind has stunned the community.

Susan?

Thank you, Jack.

I'm here in Happy Hollow,

where authorities are
searching for any clues

as to the whereabouts of
varsity quarterback Ryan Hudson.

- According to his parents...
- Do you know that boy?

Uh, yeah.

He's in my English class.

Though missing for less than a day,

a disturbing piece of graffiti on
the garage of the Hudson residence

has his family acting with urgency.

This is a "pentagram,"
an occult symbol popularized

by heavy metal album covers.

I don't know anything about
this symbol or what it means,

but I know our son's a good boy.

He wouldn't have any reason to run away.

We love you, baby boy.

Just come home.

Authorities are asking
the community to step forward

with any information that may lead to

the safe recovery of young Ryan Hudson,

and police are urging residents
to report any suspicious activity.

For Action 10 News, I'm Susan Branch...

Gene?

You okay?

What was that?

All right, everybody, just stay calm.

We apologize
for the technical difficulties.

What the hell was that?

Get back inside, guys!

Stay in your homes for your own safety.

My mom said it was a gas leak.

My dad said it was an earthquake.

A gas leak?

An earthquake?

Crack open any book
on conspiracy cover-ups,

chapter one, chapter two.

Congrats, you guys.
You've been brainwashed.

So what do you think it was?

Well, I mean... Me, personally,
I-I ain't feel a thing.

- But... my money's on aliens.
- Aliens?

Yes! I mean, look at the facts.

Okay, every single person in our small,

middle-of-nowhere, easy-to-silence town

experienced this unprecedented event

at the exact same moment?

And before we had a chance
to get our stories out there,

local government started using the media

to trot out the same BS excuses
they always use.

That's a classic alien cover-up.

Oh. So now the media's also involved?

Hell yeah!

See, the media, they control
and mold our reality,

fact or fiction,
and what's the difference?

You blindly accept
anything they tell you.

- I'm convinced.
- Don't mock me.

Hey, um...

D-do you guys think anyone
would notice if I went missing?

You okay, man?

You guys heard about Ryan, right?

Yeah.

Well, him being missing for one day

has gotten more attention than
me being present my entire life.

So you're jealous...
of a missing person?

No, no, it's just... I just want to know

what makes him so much better
than any of us.

His biceps are bigger than your thighs

and you could bounce
a roll of quarters off his ass.

Yeah, she got a point.
That's an exquisite young man.

He adds real value to the town.

I add value.

Some night, huh?

I was out walking
and I didn't feel a thing.

But you heard what happened?
With the Hudson boy?

Oh, I can't imagine what that
poor family is going through.

They must be scared out of their minds.

Hell, I'm scared!

Did you hear they found blood mixed in

with the spray paint on the garage?

Human blood?

- Blood's blood, Deb.
- Well...

Gotta admit, that's a little
far-fetched, right?

Not to me. My ex is
a parole officer in Royal Oak.

And a few years ago,
he went to a conference

on Satanic cult awareness training.

You would be shocked at how
little the public knows about them.

Oh... How common are they?

Are you kidding? It's an epidemic.

I heard that
one out of five American teens

has been in a cult.

Well... where are they? Hmm?

That's what we're trying
to tell you, Linda.

They're everywhere.

No, where? Specifically.

Are they...
Are they hiding in the sewers?

Are they... Are they in the woods?

Because I have lived here
my entire life,

and I have never once seen
evidence of anything like that.

You know, just because
you can't see something

doesn't mean it isn't there.

Hello?

I'm here for the, uh...

Cassie Dandridge!

So glad you could join us.

It's been some time
since I've seen you here.

What brought you back?

Well, someone hung this flyer up

on the bulletin board in my bar.

That was me.

Abigail is in charge of our
public outreach.

So, you saw our flyer,
and it spoke to you.

- How wonderful.
- Not exactly.

I found it unusual.

I thought if you're
advertising in my place,

I should know what this is about.

Yes, I can see how a flyer
from our group

might seem out of place at... your bar.

Cassie, when you're at work...

who watches your children?

Nights, my daughter Judith

watches the young ones.

Mornings, I put 'em in front of the TV.

Keep my ears open in case
something catches fire.

I bet they watch a lot
of cartoons, then.

- What are their favorites?
- Um...

There's the one... The cat people.

"ThunderCats," I think. And, uh...

The little blue guys. "The Smurfs."

I can tell you are a very,
very trusting mother.

That's easy to do if you raise
your kids right.

Hm.

Do you know who Beelzebub is?

The Morning Star.

Satan.

- Mm.
- You know why I ask?

Because The Smurfs,
as cute as they may appear,

use black magic to evoke Beelzebub

and to speak to the Devil himself.

Okay. Yeah. This is insane.

I know it sounds silly.

But that's just what
they want you to think,

so you don't see what's plain as day.

But if you ask me, what's insane

is knowing this

and still choosing to look away.

Tracy...

it's just a kiddie cartoon.

Like "ThunderCats"?

With its overtly demonic themes

and bestiality?

Bestiality?

It is heavily implied.

You ask what we do.

Our goal is to expose the forces

that have been speaking
to our children for too long.

We are mothers in a Satanic age.

But it is not too late to fight back.

Will you join us?

No. Absolutely not.

Thanks for your time,
but don't put any more

of this fear-mongering
trash in my bar. Got it?

She'll be back.

Hey.

Dylan.

Do you know who did it?

Who did what?

You know... who kidnapped Ryan?

How would I know that?

The news said that whoever did
it is a Satanist or whatever.

Right?

Well...

Aren't your friends...?

S-Spud and Jordy?

Don't worry, I don't think
you're freaks or anything.

It's cool.

- Nice manicure.
- Oh, my God.

Uh...

Don't be embarrassed.

Let me see.

Wow. Look at that.

- Do it yourself?
- Yeah.

I-I mean, no.

Um, my little sister and I,
we did 'em together.

Aw, that's really sweet.

I didn't know you had a little sister.

Yeah. Ever since I was born.

Ever-ever since s-she was born.

Well, tell her I said
she did a great job.

It's very...

Tommy Lee.

- You like Motley Crue?
- Just their early stuff.

Once they went sober,
that's where I checked out.

Good for them, bad for us.

Wow.

You seem surprised.

You just don't
really seem like the type.

"The type"?

Oh, God! No, no, no!
I didn't mean anything by it.

You just don't look like you'd
be into that kind of music.

Not that that's a bad thing.
You look incredible. I mean...

Wow, I'm saying so much.
I'm just gonna stop talking.

Looks can be deceiving, Dylan.

Duly noted.

Hey!

Um...

If, uh... if you're not doing
anything tomorrow night,

uh, my-my band's playing a show.

If you wanted to come.

"Witness pure evil"?

Yep. That's me.

You don't seem like the type.

Yeah, well, looks can be
deceiving or whatever, right?

Cool.

I'll be there.

Shit! Shit, shit, shit!

- Shit, shit!
- Whoa!

How many confirmed yeses do we have?

Confirmed? Um, let's see...

Uh, zero?

- Oh, God.
- What's wrong with you?

No one ever comes to our shows.

- I invited Judith.
- So?

She said yes.

Hell yeah!

That's one confirmed.
That's a good thing.

Is that not a good thing?

No, Spud. This is bad.

Really, really bad!

She's gonna show up to an empty room

and think we're a bunch of losers!

I thought we'd established that as fact.

Yeah, but she can't know that.

Look, she is going to find out.

I'm glad this is happening.

This is good.
This should've been happening.

I'm proud of you. I'm...

Hey!

What, you think this shit funny?

I... I don't think so.

Whoa, dude!

What the hell, Cliff?

- Hey, bro.
- You better back up, loser!

My teammate is missing
because of people like you.

You got the nerve to pass this shit out?

What are you talking about, Cliff?

Whoa, what are you doing?

Leave him alone. Now.

Why would you ever defend a
Devil-worshipping grease spot like him?

Because I know what he's capable of.

Oh, yeah? And what's that?

Animal sacrifices.

Blood drinking.

Satanic rituals.

I wouldn't mess with him.

You're full of shit, man.

Don't believe me? Fine. Hit him.

Yo! Whoa, no. Let's not do that.

Hit him as hard as you want. I dare you.

Or hit me. I don't care.

Just know, that it will pale

in comparison...
to what we're capable of.

What's that, a threat?

Move. Move.

There's education in one
of these classrooms. Find it.

What's going on here?

Just making weekend plans, sir.

- Right?
- Yep. Weekend.

- Plans.
- Planning for the weekend.

Yeah.

Back to class.

So, uh, tomorrow night, huh?

You and your little buddies
gonna dance naked by the fire?

I-I don't think we gonna be naked...

You right, you right.

Well, I'll be there.

We'll see how big and bad
you really are.

Grab me one of those flyers.

What the hell was that?

Sorry, is it cool if I take one?

That...

was our big break.

Chief? Chief, you-you got a second?

What is it?

We got a call at the station
from a doctor.

He said that, um...

He said his patient escaped
from Smith's Grove Sanitarium.

Stole a car.

Could be anywhere by now.

Smith's Grove, huh?

Wanna know why he was there?

Enlighten me.

For killing his teenage sister.

This could be our guy, Chief.

Hey, the doctor who called...

His name wasn't "Loomis," was it?

You know him?

McCabe, that was a prank call.

You just described
the movie "Halloween."

I know we're getting
a bunch of bogus tips,

but do me a favor, try and use
some common sense moving forward.

So... walk us through this again.

Okay. Iron Maiden.

Judas Priest. Slayer.

All their acts are built around what?

Satan.

They rule, yeah, but where would they be

if they played it straight
like The Stones or The Beatles?

They'd be The Stones and The Beatles.

It's, like, rock tradition.

The Devil has always had the best tunes.

Arrive at the point.

The point is...
we're a heavy metal band.

Let's be Satanists!

- The fuck?
- We're halfway there.

We have the music.

Let's just be more
committed to the brand.

Okay, you guys all saw
how everybody reacted

when they thought we were
into that witchy stuff.

It's all anybody's been talking
about since Ryan went missing.

Satanism is in.

That's actually not a bad point.

Yeah, there's only one tiny problem...

None of us are even remotely
into Satanism.

That never stopped Ozzy from
using the Devil to sell records.

This seems like a good plan
to piss my parents off...

- So I'm in.
- I'm not.

It's phony and gross.

I mean, Cliff's an asshole,
yeah, but he's not wrong.

Someone's missing and people
are scared. You want to exploit that?

It's just an act.
It's not like we're gonna be

actually killing cats or drinking blood.

The second Ryan's home,
all this stuff is gonna blow over.

We have to strike now
while the iron's hot.

You know, I don't actually think
you're doing this for the band.

- What is that supposed to mean?
- It means

you were fine with
all of this being for fun

until your crush said she'd
come to one of our shows.

I think you realized for some weird,

repressed, Catholic, Manson Girl reason,

Judith is actually into
all of this Satanism bullshit.

Ooh!

Look...

We are the ones that nobody notices.

The goths. The burnouts. The nerds.

It's never gonna be our time.

So either we resign
to our spot in obscurity,

or we create our own luck.

And I don't know about you guys, but...

I'm tired of being invisible.

- Fine.
- Ooh!

But I'm gonna be in charge
of our style onstage.

You two look like a
couple of police sketches.

Deal.

Mm-mm.

You gots to.

That's Ryan's class schedule,

report cards, extracurriculars,
attendance... everything.

Thank you. Yearbook.

Honor Society.

You wouldn't know if Ryan's a member

of any kind of religious club or group,

like, uh, I don't know, a Bible study?

Prayer groups? That sort of thing?

How could he?

Beg your pardon?

God isn't welcome in our schools.

It's unconstitutional.

You should know that as well as anyone.

Schools can't teach religion, no,

but a student of any faith,
if they want to start a club,

the state of Michigan says
they're welcome.

But not supported.

Not affiliated, ma'am.

I'm sure you're here for a reason.

Dropping off a doctor's
note for my daughter.

Strep throat.

Sorry to hear that.
Thanks for your help.

I'll keep your daughter and her
health in my prayers tonight.

Thank you, Mrs. Whitehead.
I just have a few questions.

Mrs. Whitehead?

Uh, Mrs. Whitehead?

Need a hand?

Uh, I... I would love one.

- Oh, my.
- Yeah.

- What?
- Nothing, I just...

The last time we were both at this sink,

I think you were probably in it.

Hey, can I ask you something?

Hmm?

You were... popular
in high school, right?

Sort of. I mean...

I was Homecoming Queen my senior year.

Did I ever tell you that?

So, you... had a lot of friends?

I thought I did.

But then...

after graduation, they...
they started to disappear.

- What happened?
- Nothing. Nothing happened.

Some of them left for college,
and others started families,

or got involved with their careers.

Just... mm.

But you were the Homecoming Queen.

Sure, honey, in high school.

There's a big difference
between being seen and...

being known.

I'd settle for either.

Oh, sweetie. Mm.

You're gonna be fine.

Really.

Whoa!

Don't show your father, okay?

Go.

Hi, friends.
Welcome to "The Jerry Nolan Show"...

What is it I'm not
supposed to see this time?

Just... It's nothing.
Nothing. What are you watching?

Channel 7 is rerunning that Jerry

Nolan special on Satanist weirdos.

Joining us, we have renowned
expert on the occult, Dr. Henry Mulvey.

- Welcome back, Doctor.
- Thanks, Jerry.

As well as Ricky Ward, a
self-proclaimed Satanic cult leader

at just 16 years old.

Dr. Mulvey, why has Satanism
struck such a chord with today's youth?

As is the case with almost all cults,

I've found the one thing
these young people

have in common
is a deep sense of alienation.

They find comfort in Satanism,

which is, in essence,
a rejection of the world

that they feel has rejected them.

Interesting. Would you say
that's an accurate description

of you, Dylan?

What?

- What's wrong?
- That ain't it at all.

I didn't choose Satan.

Satan chose me.

Honey, it's just a show. Okay?

And I think we might
need to switch it up.

Ballgame.

All right? The Tigers. Oh.

You're okay.

What?

What?

It's...

- You all right?
- Mm. Mm-hmm.

- I'm fine.
- Okay. I'm not.

Go back to sleep.

Hello?

- Um...
- Okay, Mom!

- Heading out, have a good night!
- Dylan!

Hang on a second. Dylan.

I have a Judith Sanders
on the phone for you.

Um, hey, Judith. What's up?

Hey! Would it be okay
to bring friends tonight?

I told Tonya and she told Fred
who told Cliff.

Cliff is actually going?

Is that okay?

Uh, yeah, sure!

Rock and roll! See you tonight!

Making plans with your friends?

Yeah. Jordy and Spud are
gonna meet me at the drive-in.

We're gonna watch "UHF."

Uh-huh? And you're taking your guitar?

Yeah. In case we wanna jam
out afterwards.

Hmm. You know, I'm thinking

with everything going on in this town,

it's a good idea for you to stay home.

I already told Jordy and Spud,
and they told a bunch of people...

It's really not up for debate, Dylan.

Why not?

Because this is where
you're planning on going. Right?

- You're grounded until Monday.
- That's not fair...

No phone, no friends,
no guitar until Monday.

You lied to me.

This is not the kind of family we are.

And this...

This is not the kind of family we are.

Not now and not ever.

Do you hear me?

Dylan! Dylan!

It's about goddamn time!

I know, I'm sorry.

All right.

So... is there anyone we know out there?

She's here. She's in the garage.

- Really?
- Really really.

Here. Try this on.

I need you to promise me something.

Yeah?

- Be careful with her, okay?
- What do you mean?

You've been obsessed
with her for, like, years.

And she didn't act like you
existed until a couple of days ago.

I don't trust her.

You have a good...

heart, dude.

I just don't wanna see it go bad.

Okay. Yeah. I promise.

Good. Okay.

All right. So?

I don't get it.

Well, I did some research.

The Church of Satan
is founded by carnies.

It's way more spectacle than religion,

so I thought a carnival theme
would be cool.

I am The Bearded Lady.

Spud is The Lion Tamer. And you...

you're The Ringmaster.

- I love it.
- Good.

- Now let's get you painted up.
- Hey!

'Bout time, Ringling Bro.

Yo, hey, check this out. So...

my cousin owns a screen-printing place.

Uh-huh?

I been thinking about
our rebrand, and...

Bam!

It's pretty metal, right?

You know that's not a pentagram, right?

"Penta" means "five."

That's six points.

- That's the Star of David.
- Huh?

That's a burning Star of David.

That is not metal.

It's a hate crime.

Oh! Oh, I see it. Oh, okay.

Oh... Oh. Uh-oh.

Why did no one stop me?

Woe to you, O earth and sea.

For the Devil sends the Beast
with wrath.

Because he knows the time is short.

Let him who hath understanding

reckon the number of the Beast,

for it is a human number.

Its number

is six hundred and sixty-six.

♪ I left alone ♪

♪ My mind was blank ♪

♪ I needed time to think ♪

♪ To get the memories from my mind ♪

♪ What did I see? ♪

♪ Can I believe ♪

♪ That what I saw that night ♪

♪ Was real and not just fantasy? ♪

♪ Just what I saw ♪

♪ In my own dreams ♪

♪ Were they reflections
of my warped mind ♪

♪ Staring back at me? ♪

♪ 'Cause in my dreams ♪

♪ It's always there! ♪

♪ The evil face that twists my mind ♪

♪ And brings me to despair ♪

♪ Yeeeeah! ♪

♪ The night was black,
was no use holding back ♪

♪ 'Cause I just had to see ♪

♪ Was someone watching me? ♪

♪ In the mist ♪

♪ Dark figures move and twist ♪

♪ Was all this for real ♪

♪ Or just some kind of hell? ♪

♪ Six! Six! Six! ♪

♪ The number of the Beast ♪

♪ Sacrifice is going on tonight ♪

♪ Six! Six! Six! ♪

♪ The number of the Beast ♪

♪ Six! Six! Six! ♪

♪ The one for you and me! ♪

Dethkrunch! Dethkrunch!

- Dethkrunch! Dethkrunch!
- Hail Satan!

Hail Satan!

Check out what I found outside!

Little dude wants to party too.

He ain't partying nowhere
in here. I am allergic.

Take him back outside. Thank you.

A'ight, uh, Dethkrunch shirts,
one for five, two for ten.

I think my ears are bleeding.

Same. Isn't it great?

You know, I thought this idea
of yours was really dumb.

But I have to hand it to you.

It worked.

I honestly couldn't have
done it without you.

I mean, you could have.

You just would have looked
like a humongous dork.

Oh, my God, Dylan!

You guys rock!

Thank you. I'm so glad that you came.

This is Tonya, her boyfriend Fred,

and... I think you know Cliff.

Hey. Killer show.

- Yeah. Dude, you can shred.
- Yeah.

Thanks.

Hey, Cliff.

Hey, man, I got a question.

How come I never heard about
you guys until this week,

and now half of the graduating
class is at your show?

Cliff.

Everybody here heard a
different rumor about you guys.

Getting hard to tell
what's real and what's bullshit.

All right, you're drunk.

He's not drunk, he's just an ass.

It's weird, no?

I mean, one day, you're a nobody.

The next day, Dylan Campbell:
friendly neighborhood Satanist.

Let's find someplace quiet.

Look, I know we could
go to the mall and find... that thing

on 50 album covers.

But after what happened to that boy...

don't you worry?

Dylan spends so much time alone.

What if he fell into something,
and we just didn't notice?

We're still talking
about the same kid, right?

No, he's not like
we were in high school,

but this is Dylan we're talking about.

Where is this coming from?

Yeah, you're right.

You are.

But?

Do things around here feel...

different to you?

Well, a boy went missing.

And there was an earthquake.

Here. In Michigan.

It's been a helluva week.

But do... do you feel different?

I don't...

I don't know how to describe it, but...

for the last couple of days...

it-it's like the...

the air...

has gotten tighter somehow.

And...

there's something over my shoulder

everywhere I go.

Do you feel like that, too?

So... how long have you been playing?

Uh, pretty much my whole life.

I heard "Stairway to Heaven"
when I was five years old

and I asked for a guitar
that year for Christmas.

You must practice all the time.

- A little bit, yeah.
- So...

did your sister help
with your stage makeup tonight?

So...

I actually don't have a little sister.

And I made that up because, uh...

Well, because I've actually had
a crush on you for a while now.

Like, a while while.

And, I don't know... black nail polish?

I mean... that's a pretty
big swing for a guy like me.

I don't think so.

I mean, you're right.

Not everyone can pull it off.

But you...

you're remarkable.

This isn't funny.

Lookit what I found, Devil Boy!

Great, Cliff. You found a cat.

- Show us.
- Show you what?

- How it's done.
- Dude, are you crazy?

Last time I checked, I wasn't the
one bragging about... What was it?

Animal sacrifices?

Blood drinking?

Satanic rituals?

I mean, I'm not crazy, just curious.

And you know what they say
about curiosity and the cat, right?

- You're sick.
- He's not sick, he's just drunk.

I'm drunk too, and you don't see
me tossing cats around.

You talk a lot, big shot.

Let's see you back it up.

Do it.

- What?
- Judith!

I can tell

there's something
really special about you.

It's dark

and beautiful.

And I want to see...

where that comes from.

I want you to show me, Dylan.

Well?

Uh...

Uh...

Yeah, okay.

Um...

Yeah, so just take...

the cat...

Grab it, and then you just...

And then the knife. Thank you. Um...

And then you just, uh...

Oh...

You-you just...

Do it.

Do it!

Do it!

Thank fuck!

Christ. Man, you had us going.

See, man? I told you
he wasn't gonna do it.

Our operators are standing by...

Look...

There's something you need
to understand about me.

I don't answer to you.

Or you.

Or you.

What the fuck?

I answer to one...

and only one.

You have a good heart, dude.

I just don't wanna see it go bad.

Don't worry. I don't
think you're freaks or anything.

It's cool.

Dylan Campbell.

Friendly neighborhood Satanist.

Let's see how big and bad
you really are.

It's phony and gross.

You're jealous of a missing person?

Big difference between
being seen and being known.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it!

Do it!

Dylan?

We are sorry to
interrupt regular programming,

but Action 10 has been informed

there is a tragic end to that missing
person's case in Happy Hollow,

where police have discovered the body

of high school student Ryan Hudson...

in what police are calling

a vicious, ritualistic murder.

Tonight, many local parents fear...

that Satanism has come to their town.

God.

Dylan?

Dylan, are you here?

Gene?

Oh, my God.

Tonight, the
stunned community of Happy Hollow

faces a new chilling threat from within:

Satanism.

Panic is spreading in the town

in the wake of this shocking crime,

and it has many people asking,

do you believe in the Devil?

Hands where I can see 'em, kid.

I'm sorry.

Hello?

Mommy?

Faith!

You're home!

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