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Previously on "School Spirits..."

I'm never gonna guess
his passcode.

OK, pens down.

So, Claire, what would being
homecoming queen mean to you?

The only homecoming that
matters this year is Maddie's.

That's funny, I haven't
heard you say two words to her

since I've been at this school.

Claire, she says she doesn't
care about homecoming,

and then she cries
on camera about Maddie.

- Want to take a selfie?
- Where'd you get that phone?

Was it unlocked?
- I know everyone's passcodes.

Simon, check his call log.

You've reached
Claire Zahler.

Do me a favor
and just text me, OK?

Come on.

Oh, where are you?

Fuck.

Ugh!

♪ Don't forget me
when I'm gone ♪

♪ Don't forget me
when I'm long gone ♪

♪ Don't you forget ♪

♪ Don't forget me
when I'm gone ♪

♪ Don't you forget me
when I'm gone ♪

♪ Don't you forget ♪

♪ Don't forget me
when I'm gone ♪

38.

39.
- Can I get off now?

No. One more. 40.

- OK, I'm getting off.
- OK. Yeah, sure.

All right, who's next?

Charley,
you want to ride the pony?

Oh, OK.

So would that be
a microaggression,

or is it just full-on macro?

I don't know
what those things mean.

It's a countdown, baby.

We got ten hours
until the homecoming game.

We got to pump it up.
Let's go.

Oh, we are pumped, Wally.

This is what pumped
looks like for some of us.

Any more pumped
and I'll throw up in my hat.

Or not.

More pumping.

All right.

Now, is everyone signed up
for a prep committee?

We still need more help with
decorations and refreshments.

Where's Maddie?

Oh, maybe she walked off
during a pony ride.

Nobody should be
wandering off, Charley.

Yeah, he's right.

This banner is not gonna
paint itself, OK?

- I'll go find her.
- Oh, no.

I'll go.
She likes me more.

Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait.
OK, if both of you guys go,

who's blowing up the balloons?

Who is making
my crown of sparklers?

I added that to give this year
a little bit more sizzle.

I mean, it's gonna be--
OK, sorry.

Fine, I will stay

and help you
blow up your balloons.

No one likes a sad pony.

Mr. Martin, should I--

No. No, no.
That's OK.

There's lots to do,
and we need all hands on deck.

Right, Rhonda?

Hey.

Vote for me.
I see the real you.

Is she selling mulch?

Maybe it's a salad bar.

What's with all the rocks?

Stop being petty.

I think she's really pretty.

What?

You got to wonder, right?

How far Claire's cult
will go to impress her.

What?
You mean like murder someone?

Don't look shocked.
They live for her approval.

Yeah, but you really think
they'd kill for it?

I mean, they can barely
get dressed

without consulting Claire first.

Fair, but, Maddie, we've been
tailing her for a week.

We still have no idea how
she's connected to Anderson.

How were you even
friends with her anyway?

We were neighbors.

You know, it was easy.

Then what,
she just ditched you one day

for these robot sheep?

Not exactly.

Oh, I can't find it.

Where is it?

It was a long time ago.

Why can't I
ever find anything

in this fucking house?

Mom was having an off day.

Who needs all this shit?

I can't fucking
take it anymore.

I just need
a little goddamn help.

I was 12 years old,
and I didn't know

how bad things were for Claire
at home too.

Maddie, please.

Maddie, hurry. Come on.

Maddie, come on. I can see you.

Her parents
had been fighting.

She was scared,
and she needed a place to go.

You can't come in.

I gotta go.

What?

Maddie. Maddie, please.

But I couldn't help her.

I just can't
fucking do it anymore.

And then what happened?

She moved in with her dad
for a year.

And her mom remarried
that rich guy.

The one whose face is
on all the bus benches?

The real estate guy?

And when she came back
to Split River

for middle school, she...

looked right through me

like I wasn't even there.

We never talked after that.

Jesus, Maddie.

What if she's still
holding on to that?

I could hear
the "Dateline" guy right now.

"Childhood wound reopened.

The only thing
that could heal it, revenge."

People hold on to that stuff.

Maybe Claire did too.

OK, yes.

Oh, was it just her backpack?

Oh, no. No.
No, I understand.

Please, uh--yeah, anything.

Thank you.

They found Maddie's backpack?

Where?

Deserted house
near the old place

on the corner
of 10th and Lasher.

Do you know the house?

I've passed it before.

I mean, it's always
looked empty to me, but--

Well, your father thinks
that someone's

been squatting there.

It's Maddie, right?

It has to be.

Maybe she's scared
to come home.

Oh.

I have so much
that I have to do.

I just want her to know

that everything is
gonna be different.

Do you want me
to finish up with the garage?

My free period lasts--
- No, no. No. No.

No, you've done enough.

Just get to school.

And thank you.

Lip gloss, keys,
phone, wallet.

More lip gloss, sunglasses.

Ooh, mints.

Never turn down a mint.

On the plus side,
there's no murder weapons.

Yeah,
but there's nothing here.

Do we think Mr. Anderson
will be chaperoning

the dance this year?

Can you chaperone
wearing an ankle monitor?

Maybe if they move the dance
to a federal prison.

Claire, you OK?

Oh, shit. Right.

Your parents must be
really pissed.

Didn't they give, like, a ton
of money to the booster club?

Yeah, they did.

Claire, where are you going?

This might be good.

Mr. Hartman.

- Yes.
- Hi.

What the fuck
has been her deal?

You got a minute?

For you, I have two.
How are you doing, Claire?

And what can I do for you?

Well, my parents want to know
what's going on

with Mr. Anderson
and the money he stole.

Ooh, ouch--
let's not toss around

toxic words like that.

Well, he did steal it,
didn't he?

I would assure your parents
that we have put Mr. Anderson

on administrative leave,
and the Split River

police are investigating.

It's been a week.

Has he admitted anything?

Was he working alone,
or did he hint

that anyone else was involved?

She's fishing.

I'm sure there's
a reasonable explanation.

Yeah, there is.

He's a thief.

And my parents are gonna
lose it

if they're dragged
into a scandal.

That will definitely be
the last check

they write to this school.

- Wow, she is dramatic.
- Claire.

Claire. Claire. Um--

Sorry to cut in.

But we need you both
back in the gym.

They still need help
with Wally's banner.

Oh, yes. That is right.

We were supposed
to head back there.

I just, like, got sidetracked.

Sorry, there were mints.
- Right.

Well, you've both been gone
for hours.

There are still people in
this school that count on you.

Dead people.

Since when did you stop
majoring in Who Gives a Fuck?

We all have to pitch in, pussytoes.

I'm sorry.
What did she just call me?

Yeah.

I think it's probably a flower.

- OK.
- Yeah.

Hey, how's that letter
to Amelia going?

Oh, it's really good.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

No, I'm on the 12th draft.

And you're telling me now?

Well, I just
found out myself.

Who's your source?
Xavier.

Simon, we're all
on the same side here.

What was inside the backpack?

They sure it's Maddie's?
Did they find a weapon too?

Why are you yelling at me?

What else is
Xavier feeding you?

Ask him yourself.

- Did you tell him?
- She told me.

Where is this place?

It's an abandoned house
on White Oak

they're about to tear down.

- Who's they?
- Claire's stepfather.

He owns the whole block.
- Yeah, of course he does.

Just because
he owns the place

it doesn't mean she has
anything to do with it.

You know that.
- Right, defend Claire.

She's an angel.
- That's not what he said.

Simon thinks Claire may be
connected to what

happened to Maddie because--

- Because I know things.
- Like what?

A week ago,
you thought I had something

to do with this, Simon.

Well, maybe I still do.

- What's going on with you?
- What's going on with you?

You take brooding sad boy
to Horror Con,

suddenly you trust
everything that he says?

I asked you first,
and you said no.

Why are you trying so hard
to push me away?

Did it ever occur to you
that I wasn't ready

to lose two friends?

Nicole, I'm sorry.

Nicole, I'm sorry.

Nicole.

♪ When I get close to you ♪

♪ Everything feels
much better ♪

So am I the only one
wondering why we couldn't just

steal the decorations
the school has already made

instead of doing
this crap ourselves?

Well, technically,
we did steal from the school.

The paint's from the art room.

And this helium tank
is thanks

to a very overeager
homecoming committee.

Plus, it's also...

Kind of a tradition.

He's right.

Once a year, we're forced
to relive Wally's glory days.

Hey, at least I had glory.

Wait, you died
at the homecoming game?

Yeah.

And my family still
shows up for me every year,

so I try to show up
for them, you know?

Wait, you're coming
to the game, right?

Yeah, but I'm just going
to watch the cheerleaders.

I think you mean
one cheerleader in particular.

Excuse me.
Can you help me?

Is Mrs. Field's classroom
on the first floor or--

Mom?

Thank you.

Mr. South?

What are you doing down here?

I need a key
to Mr. Anderson's classroom.

No can do.
Cops told us keep it locked.

Right, but I left
my notebook in there.

I need to study it for a test.

It's only gonna be
for a second, Mr. South.

No one's gonna know, I promise.

I'll know.

No, I understand.

It's just that notebook
was actually my friend's,

and it's all I have left.

Oh.

You got ten minutes.

You know they found
her backpack.

I didn't know that, no.

So all the more reason
for me to make sure

she has everything she needs.

Right?
- Right.

I mean, the last thing I want
is for my daughter's absence

to affect her college chances.

You know, she's applying
to Northwestern.

I did know that.

We used to talk
about it, actually.

I went there too,
and I think that Maddie

would really thrive there.

Wow.

I didn't know that.

So did you need help getting
her other schoolwork from her--

Nope. I got everything.

You're my last stop.

OK.

I know I wasn't--

haven't been very involved,
you know, in all this stuff.

I know I'm not exactly
Mother of the Year.

Maybe Mother of the Week
or Mother of a Couple Days.

But I really want to be
different for Maddie.

I don't know if that
makes any sense.

No, it does.

I think it's great.

Mom.

You are not gonna
believe this.

What's wrong?

She was here.

My mom, just now.

And I'm guessing
that was a bad thing.

Was she--

No.

She wasn't drunk at all.
That's what's weird.

She was put together.

So--so a good thing then?

Maybe.

I'm not sure.
It just--

it's been so long
since I've seen her like that,

I almost forgot
what normal looked like.

Well, you want to see
something not normal?

Take a look at these.

What am I looking at?

English papers.

Claire's English papers.

Read that one.

"In George Orwell's dystopia,
nothing is sacred,

not even the privacy
of one's own home."

OK, it's her paper on "1984."

So what?
- Now read this one.

"In George Orwell's dystopia,
nothing is sacred,

not even the privacy of one"--

I don't understand.

That's her paper
on "The Scarlet Letter."

"Pride and Prejudice."

"Lord of the Flies."

"And Then There Were None."

"Hamlet." They're all the same.

She read one book this year
but got straight As.

So the question is, why?

I mean, this is big, right?

Yeah, it is.

And we should
probably look into it,

but we can't right now.

What? Why?

Simon, you didn't see my mom.

She was so--

and whatever this is,
if it comes out,

all it means is that the mom
I saw in there goes away.

You know?

Maybe never comes back.

So then we just
let Claire get away

with whatever's going on here?

With maybe--maybe playing
a part in your death?

Simon, it's Claire.

You know, she could just
pay someone off anyway.

And either way, I'm still dead.

But maybe if we just
put all this on hold...

It means my mom
can have a life.

- Hey.
- Oh.

Why haven't you
answered my texts?

Claire, you need
to leave right now.

What'd you tell the cops?

- Go home, Claire.
- Tell me.

I need to know what you said.

I told them the truth.

That I took that money
to pay off my dad's debt.

And that's where I was
the night Maddie disappeared,

with my father.

Is that all right with you?

Cool.

Can I go?

Did you say
anything about me?

You know what?

I don't remember.

Go, go, go, go.

♪ I gotta look away ♪

♪ Because my rosy glasses ♪

♪ Fetishizing the past and ♪

♪ I gotta look away
because my nerve endings ♪

Yo, a little help?

Or not.

You mind if I--

Don't you have jumping jacks
to do or something?

Oh, no.
I am maxed out.

I gotta save myself
for the big show.

You know?

But anyway, what's up with you?

How you doing?

Oh, shit. Your mom.

How'd that go?

Well, you know.

Happy, sad, weird, but fine.

Really?

Well, you know, my parents,

they've been coming to my games
for almost 40 years now.

And it is never just fine.

Unless we win, of course.

Then it's fine.

But does your dad do

the whole belligerent fan
thing?

Like, curse at the refs
and scream at the coaches?

Um...

my mom always pushed me

to be the best version
of myself I could be, you know,

on and off the field.

- Didn't you die on the field?
- Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

I was right at
the five-yard line.

And I was running,
and then I heard

my neck...

And it was lights out,
but it did not hurt at all.

The thing that stings,
honestly, is the fact

that I didn't die
in the end zone.

I could have got my mom
one more W, you know?

That is my cue.

Will I see you later?

Yeah.

All right,
it's game time, baby.

Whoo!

♪ There she goes ♪

♪ Look, look ♪

♪ There she goes ♪

Hello?

Hello?

Hey!

Ladies and gentleman,
welcome to Wally Clark

Memorial Stadium
and Split River High's...

Let's go, boys!

67th annual
homecoming game!

See?
It's not so bad, is it?

If I thought it would
help me cross over,

I would go out there
and tackle somebody.

OK.

That's the spirit. I think.

- Whoo!
- Hey!

Ahh!

It's game day, baby!

Go, Bandits, go!

Go, Bandits, go!

Claire,
thank God you're here.

The JV girls are totally
ruining the pre-game.

I was, like, super worried
you wouldn't get here in time--

- Well, I'm here.
- To yell at them.

OK, so just don't
worry about it.

What are you doing here?

Look, man,
can you just give me a break?

Why are you here?

I came to ask Sandra
about Maddie's backpack.

Well,
you could have just asked me.

I just went to the house...
where they found it.

You what?

Why would you do that?

Because I want answers too, Simon,

no matter how hard that is
for you to believe.

Did you find something?

Not something. Someone.

You're serious?

All right, who was it?

I didn't see their face.

They flew out of there
the second they saw me.

Do you think it was Claire?

Too hard to tell. Maybe.

Honestly,
it could have been anyone.

Simon.

It's so good to see you.

Hey, Sandra.

Are you here to help?

Help with what exactly?

Nicole and I are
helping Sandra

hand out flyers at the game.

If these are plastered
in enough places,

she'll see one and know
it's time to come home, right?

I mean, she has to.

Come on.

Let's go.

Throw your bike in the truck.

What's that all about?

What about Charley?

I mean, what's he been working
on in that notebook all day?

Why do I get the sense that
everyone's lost focus lately?

You keep an eye on her
for me, will you?

She seems to trust you.

I'd just hate for her
to backslide

and cause anyone else
to lose their way.

We've come so far.

As have you.

Yeah.

- Yeah?
- I can do that.

Thank you.

Let's go, Split River.

Go get them.

Thank you, Mr. Ansell.

Mwah! I love you. Boom.

Boom. Come on.
Boom, boom, boom.

It is game time, baby.

Whoo!
- Come on! Move your asses!

Hey.

You see her?

I can run faster than that.

That is my mama.

She has never missed a game,

and she always leaves
that empty seat

next to her every time.

Is it for your dad?

No, he stopped coming,
like, 15 years ago.

I think it's for me.

Bring it back.

My daughter. She's missing.

There. Have you seen her?

There you go.

Hey, why don't you
give me a few more,

and I'll put them up
in my neighborhood?

Oh, thanks.

Has anyone heard from him?

Mr. Anderson?
- No.

No, I think his lawyers
told him not to talk.

All we've heard is that
he turned over the money.

Thank you.

He was always
so kind to Maddie.

Well, I guess it's true.

People can do more
than one thing.

Well, if he was just stealing
money, I don't blame him.

This country does not
pay teachers enough.

- Thanks.
- Hey, Ms. Fields?

Mm-hmm?

Can't they make
Mr. Anderson talk?

I mean, what if he did have
something to do with Maddie?

I mean, why she ran away.

You know, Nicole, that's
really not for us to solve.

We're just gonna
have to wait and see.

Besides, the truth
might never come out.

I swear, when she's screaming
her head off like that,

I feel like she can
still see me out there.

- Maybe she does.
- Oh. Eww!

Even you just saying that
stressed me out.

Please tell me
both of those are for you.

I dare you not to like it.

You want to talk about
things that stress you out?

Hot dogs stress me out.

Is it the shape?

Whenever my mom was going
through a rough patch, um,

she mostly cared about
what there was to drink.

And so I was
kind of on my own for dinner.

And what does every
13-year-old know how to make?

And I got really creative
with them.

I made frank and beans, hot dog
casserole, hot dog omelet.

I even once made a hot dog
peanut butter and jelly.

- Oh, jeez.
- Yeah.

That's not good.

I had no idea about your mom.

Kind of rough times.

Uh...
sorry.

Everyone's haunted
by something.

Well, here's to mama drama,
then, huh?

Clink.

You know,
it is really impressive

that your mom is still
celebrating something

that you love.

Well, actually,
it was my mom's idea

that I play football.

But you love it, right?

Nah, I don't.

I mean, I don't mind it.

I'm really good at it.

But, um, I played it for her.

- And you never told her that?
- Oh, my God. No way.

That would--I--that would--
that would break her heart.

Wally,
you know that you don't

have to do
what she wants anymore.

You can do
whatever the hell you want.

Yeah.

But I don't know
if I know how to do that.

Is it hard seeing him?

It's getting easier.

Especially now that I'm
95% sure he didn't kill me.

But, um, it is kind of weird
seeing him pass out

flyers with my face on them.

Wait.

That's my mom's
favorite picture of me.

How did Xavier get that photo?

This is my daughter.

What does it say about me

if I'd rather never know
what happened to me

if it means
my mom will stay sober?

I mean, what does it say
about me that I keep coming

back to the field I died on

to watch the game
that killed me

because I think it'll make
my mom proud?

Maybe my mom
holding on to the hope

that I might come back some day
is enough to keep her going.

But you're not.

You're not coming back.

The number. Thank you.

I'm all out.

Oh, there's more
in that box over there.

Well, maybe you've forgotten
what we talked about.

I absolutely have not.

But I'm going to get caught,
and so are you

if we're not smart about this.

Well, maybe you should have
thought about that

before you stole that money.

My parents' money.

I am doing
everything you ask, OK?

Listen, I can't get
anything less than an A, OK?

It's important.

So just do what you said
you would do,

and your secret will be safe.

Got it?

Did you guys get it too?

Yeah.
Why'd they send it to us?

Yeah,
and who the hell recorded it?

Go, Bandits, go.

Let's go, 20.

Hey, watch 12.

Watch 12. Whew.

Hey, Wally, what's going on?

Mom, you should
not be down here.

And you shouldn't be
on that bench.

Where's Dad?

He's up there,
and he agrees with me, OK?

Well, Mom, Coach wants me
to rest my knee, so--

Well, you know what they say.
You can rest when you're dead.

Do you want me to talk to him?

No.
No, don't--don't talk to the--

OK, you know, Mom,
he said he's gonna

put me in later, so you don't
have to worry about it.

Later doesn't win
scholarships, Wally.

OK?

OK, well, I think he's right.

Honey,
if Coach was always right,

he'd be coaching in the pros

and not benching
high schoolers.

- He's my coach.
- You're a star.

I'm gonna listen
to what he's saying.

And he needs to play you.

Now you just march over to him

and tell him you're fine,
all right?

Tell him you want back in.
And make me proud.

Come on, Devils.

Come on, Devils!

♪ Push my head underwater ♪

♪ See how long it'll hold ♪

♪ Way down in the deep end ♪

♪ Rinse the sins
from my clothes ♪

♪ I like to think
that I'm all in ♪

♪ I like to think
that I'm there ♪

♪ I push my head underwater ♪

♪ Just to come up for air ♪

♪ Pull up,
nobody panic ♪

♪ Why did you vanish? ♪

♪ Hold up, needed a hand
and nobody had it ♪

♪ All of it's golden,
my body is floating ♪

♪ I'm still alive ♪

♪ My paddle is broken,
I'm out in the open ♪

♪ I'll never die ♪

♪ I'll never--ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Ahhh ♪

♪ Ah, ah, ah, ah ♪

♪ Ahhh ♪

Hey. Hey.

We need to talk now.

- Uh--
- Shh.

Watch.

I can't get anything
less than an A.

So just do what you said
you would do,

and your secret will be safe.

If Claire knows
about this video

and she thinks you took it,
that's motive.

I'm no better than him.

Better than who?

What are we talking about?

I can't protect my mom
by giving up.

She has to know I'm not
coming home, good or bad.

You know, she has to move on.

So do I.

What do we do now?

And you had no idea
this was going on?

Of course not.

All I know is
what Simon told us

about Mr. Anderson's phone call

and the money
and the phone shard.

Are you sure that's all?

What the fuck, Nicole?

All I did was
take Maddie's phone

so I could delete
that stupid cheating text.

I mean,
Claire must have stolen it,

swapped it with a blank one.

Maybe I should just show
this video to my dad.

No, you can't do that.

He's gonna think you had
something to do with it again,

and we don't have time
to keep clearing your name.

Xavier.

I think I'm done for tonight.

Can we just head home?

Are you OK?

I think it's too much.

I shouldn't have...

I just need to go home--

now.

I can take you, Sandra.

Would you?

I just need to take care
of something.

- Everything cool?
- Yeah.

Just keep me updated.
Text me if anything happens.

Come on.

Hey, Simon, what's up?

What are we gonna do
about this video?

It's about what
you have to do.

Win back Claire's confidence,
and then you crack her.

But how am I gonna do that?

Simon, tell him to ask her
to the homecoming dance.

Ask her
to the homecoming dance.

You're shitting me, right?

The girl hates me.

After Maddie disappeared,
I pushed her away,

and it really pissed her off.

Claire doesn't want
anything to do with me.

Apologize.
Send her a text.

Apologize.

Send her a text.

What do I say?

both: I'll tell you.

I'm gonna try this.
I don't think it's gonna work.

- I know I hurt you.
- I know I hurt you.

I feel your sadness,
and I'm sorry.

I feel your anger,
and I deserve that.

I feel your sadness,
and I'm sorry.

I feel your anger, and I--

- I deserve that.
- I deserve that.

I wish I could
erase what happened.

And if there's anything
I can do to make it up to you,

I want to try.

I wish I could
erase what happened.

If there's any way I can make
it up to you, I want to try.

Yeah, hold up, dude.
You're going too fast.

I miss you.

I want to be with you.

Go to the homecoming dance
with me.

I miss you.

I want to be with you.

Go to the homecoming dance
with me.

Are you OK?

Yeah, man. I'm good.

So what now?

Send it.

Let's go! Come on!

Maddie, hey.

Hi.

I just wanted to thank you.

I don't know, I just--I feel--

Free. Yeah.

You know, I don't think
I've ever met anybody

like you before.

Yeah.
Well, same.

Yeah.

Definitely never been
to a football game before.

Yeah.

Well, I mean, I've--

I don't feel like I've ever
been able to talk to someone

like I can talk to you.

Yeah.

Tonight was nice.

Do you want to go
to the dance with me?

As friends.

You can totally say no, Maddie.

I just--you know,
it's your first time.

I thought maybe I could--
you're gonna be there anyway.

Sure, Wally.

All right, that's--
all right, that's, uh, cool.

That's really cool.

I will--I'll see you
at the dance.

So hell yeah.

All right.

Hey.

I know this may be a stretch,
but I think I know

who may have taken that video.

When you gave me
your keys earlier,

was it because
there was something

you wanted me to know?

I don't understand.

Did you want me to find
something, Mr. South?

Simon, if I've got
something to say, I say it.

But when I came by
this morning,

you were watching a video,
and you hid it from me.

And now we get sent this video,

and I'm thinking
it could be you.

Simon, I was hiding it

because I didn't want you
to get hurt.

Ever since they found your
friend's blood on the wall,

all kinds of looky-loos been
coming down here sightseeing.

Who would have thought
I'd be the number one stop

on a haunted tour?

I had to document everything
for the school district.

People wrote things on the wall
that were...

disrespectful.

That was on me.

Don't blame yourself.

All right?

This isn't on you.

I'll clean it up.

You still need help?

Sorry to make you
leave early.

Oh, no. I don't mind.

Pretty sure
we were losing anyway.

Do you think Maddie will
forgive me and come home?

I'd like to think we can be
forgiven for anything

if our heart's
in the right place.

Can I have a hug?

Of course.

I needed that.

I'll help you get
the stuff in the car.

Oh, no, no.
I got it.

You can get in the car.

It's OK.

Here.

Simon.

We got bigger things
to worry about.

Can you ask Mr. South
if he knows

where this door leads to?

How did I not know
we had a fallout shelter?

Mr. South said it's been here
since the Cold War.

That it hasn't been
used in decades.

Wait.

We can talk down there.

Doesn't that mean
that somebody died?

Yeah. But who?

Where do you think that goes?

No idea.

But I'm guessing
this is how Claire

dragged your body out of here.