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(beeping) (muffled talking)

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(heart rate monitor beeps) - You don't remember anything

that happened at the Wilson farm.

What do you remember?

And please state your name for the record.

- Um, Officer Crawley, badge 23957.

I don't remember where I was before the first murder,

all I remember is I was there,

I was the one to find the body.

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I asked to help in any way I could.

The first time we recognized the location depicted

in one of Cassandra's drawings

before there was a dead body in it.

(moose squawking) (light dramatic music)

(engine rumbling)

I was patrolling in the area.

I said I would get there as fast as I could,

I'd find out what the owner knew, and get 'em out.

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(door squeaking)

(door thuds)

Her life was in danger.

First the sketch, then the murder.

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That mean something to you?

(pencil scratching)

(door taps)

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(drawer squeaking)

Cassandra Phillips.

- I used to practice psychiatry.

- She drew these?

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- What if it's not a dream, Cassandra?

Has this man- - He isn't a man.

- Has he been- - He still is.

(pencil rustling)

- You told her it was a memory.

- I was wrong.

- Is that what the lawyers told you to say, Dr. Field?

(liquor trickling)

Dr. Aaron Field, who in the 1990s along with

other psychiatrists in his Chicago circle,

had supposedly recovered memories of abuse

until he was accused of purposely planting

those memories of abuse that never occurred

causing false memory syndrome and emotional distress

to his patients and harm to the reputations

of friends and family members involved.

- Then you also know that I was never convicted of anything.

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- What happened to her?

(Field sighs)

- I only saw her for a few sessions,

then I was forced to stop practicing.

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- Two things come in through the window.

I try to run but they pull me back into bed.

The door opens and it's... it's a man.

No, he isn't a man.

He has strange eyes and sharp and-

(clothes rustling)

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- Like this?

- But you never wondered?

- I'm sure she grew out of whatever phase that was,

kids tend to do that.

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(rustling) (thudding)

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(heavy breathing)

(bird screeching)

How'd he get up to that window?

(thudding)

(ghostly whispering)

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(screeching)

- [Field] What if it's not a dream?

But a memory?

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(door clicks)

(heavy breathing)

(thudding)

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(rattling)

- Don't answer it.

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- You have goddess Cassandra would predict catastrophe

but no one would listen.

She would draw pictures but no one would look.

- Here.

My patients.

- Those memories of abuse you uncovered and then denied.

- I had no choice.

I didn't wanna go to jail.

I'd been tortured.

- Which was her intention.

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I'm Officer Crawley.

Badge 23957.

Sworn to serve and protect.

- I believed you, Cassandra.

The horrible things that were being done to you,

I believed you.

- It's not me.

I'm no murderer.

- I won't let you down again.

I'm sorry, Cassandra.

- I'm sorry, too. (light dramatic music)

(bones crunching)

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(creaking)

(monster squawking)

(wings flapping)

(Field groaning) (glass shattering)

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(engine rumbling)

- When you came to the door I remember

he reminded me of a deer.

I'm sorry I can't be anymore help,

but that's all I remember.

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- Hello?

- Grace. (Grace screams)

(kids laughing)

(stutters) Hello?

- It's not funny.

- [Nana] Grace, dinner!

(feet thudding)

(plastic rustling)

- Mark.

Mark, I saw something.

(woman sighs)

- In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit.

Amen.

(speaking foreign language)

In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit.

(water splashing) Grace!

Come with me.

Right now, don't slow. - It's not my fault.

(speaking foreign language)

It's not fair!

- You've been acting up since you got here.

And I am sick of it!

Sick!

Now, apologize.

- But Nana.

- Enough.

- Sorry, Nana.

- Not to me, to Jesus.

- No, that's stupid.

- [Nana] Grace.

- I wanna call mom, I wanna go home.

- Well, you can't.

Your mom left me in charge here.

She's gonna call later, you can tell her all about

what a horrible old witch I am,

but in the meantime, this is my house, my rules,

and when we break them we do penance.

Now, apologize.

(Grace sighs)

- I'm sorry, Jesus.

- Good.

Can you try to get along with your brother?

(Grace screams)

(car whirring)

- What's wrong? (dramatic music)

If you want people to listen, you have to make them listen.

- How do I do that?

- You could play a trick.

You could teach 'em a real lesson.

Make 'em pay.

- What do you mean?

- Just come in here, I'll show you.

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Come on, Grace.

Don't you wanna have some real fun?

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- What are you doing?

- I wanna go home.

- Aw, does mom need to change your diaper?

- No, I saw something.

- Your reflection?

- A boy.

Will you come look?

- Oh, I've seen him.

- You have?

- Don't you know the story?

Mom had a little brother.

Well, she used to.

One day Nana left him home alone

while she went to the store.

Mom was supposed to look after him,

but when Nana got back he was gone.

One minute he was there and then (snaps).

Mom said she didn't know what happened,

that he just disappeared.

But there was this deep cut just below her eye

as if someone had dragged his dirty little fingernail

right across her cheek.

You've seen her scar.

- You're lying.

- Come to think of it, Mom doesn't like you much either.

- Shut up.

- Still wanna call Mommy now?

- Shut up! (thudding)

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- Well, you've done it now, Grace.

Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.

- Just come get it over with, you're only making it worse.

(boy giggles)

- Come out, come out, wherever you are.

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- Wait! (light dramatic music)

(clothes rustling)

Mark?

Nana?

Nana!

Nana!

- [Nana] What's wrong?

- It took Mark.

- See, sweetie?

- Oh my God, Mark, I thought...

- Wanna play?

(Mark giggles)

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- Grace.

Grace!

(door slamming) Grace!

(thudding)

Please open the door.

You're scaring me.

Grace, Grace!

(paper rustling)

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- What's wrong?

- [Grace] Leave us alone!

- Why are you so upset?

- Leave us alone!

Leave us alone!

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(Mark cries)

(speaking foreign language)

- Mark?

- Get away!

Get away!

Get away!

(Nana cries)

(boy laughing)

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