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[Amber] See, the answer is, "Yes."

[Jenny] No, it's not. You were moving it again.

[Amber] No, I wasn't. You were. [Jenny] That's not true.

Anyway, it's an Isis Board, and it moves by itself.

Nah.

[all laughing]

Okay, this time, it's Amber and Kat's.

-I don't want to. -It's just a game.

-I'm not scared. I just don't want to. -Why not?

Scared of talking to the dead?

-Because I'm not supposed to. -No one's gonna find out, Kat.

Unless someone in this room tells.

Isis is fun. Come on. Please, just once.

Mmm...

Okay.

We're trying to contact the spirit world.

Is there a spirit among us?

Is there a spirit among us?

Answer us, spirit.

[wind blowing]

Speak to us, spirit.

Speak to us, spirit.

♪ Go to sleep♪

[girls scream]

♪ Go to sleep, my Celinda♪

[gasps]

[humming]

[girls screaming]

♪ Go to sleep Go to sleep♪

♪ Go to sleep, my...♪

[Amber] Look! Look! Over by the window.

[girls screaming]

-[hissing] -[rattling]

♪ Go to sleep, my Celinda♪

[knocking on door]

[Marion] Girls! What's going on in here?

Kitty Kat.

Okay. Can we read that? Let's see.

[Rachel groans]

Ah, no fever. Well, that's good.

So, your friends were telling me

that they think you fainted because you were frightened.

Why do you suppose they said that?

Because they were scared.

Oh. They were scared, huh?

Katherine, did something happen that you're not telling me about?

Nothing happened, Mom.

Jenny's got this Isis Board, and we were all playing with it.

Then they started screaming. That's all.

Okay. Well, I want to believe that.

I want you to promise me you're gonna get a good night's sleep,

with the angels, little girl.

-Sleep tight, Kitty Kat. -Good night, Mommy.

[door closes]

[Nick] That guy's a nutter.

I don't see any indication here that he's anything more than a charlatan.

I don't know why we're wasting our time with him.

Because he's got a lot of old people convinced.

He takes all their money and claims

that he can cure anything from cancer to cataracts.

He's got a psychological profile that screams Jim Jones.

Alex is right, Nick.

The danger this man poses reaches beyond picking a few pockets.

If he's a fraud, the time to get him is, now.

And if he's a real thing, well,

we'll see what he can do about my lower back pain.

[laughing]

Sorry, I'm late. Did I miss anything?

-Derek told a joke. -You're kidding. [laughs]

Sorry, Derek. Kat had a bit of a hard night.

-Is she all right? -Oh, yeah. She's fine, now.

She was at a slumber party, and she fainted.

One of the girls had an Isis Board,

and I think they just turned the lights out and spooked each other.

Did Kat use the board?

I don't know. It's... She didn't really say.

Funny, she didn't want to talk to me about it.

Doesn't sound like Kat.

No, I know. It doesn't, does it?

I mean, we always talk to each other about everything.

For Kat, this kind of game can be extremely dangerous.

She may have experienced something that she's afraid to put into words.

-Did that ever happen to you? -Yes. Especially when I was a young boy.

[Alex] I remember when I was about ten,

I started feeling responsible for some of the things I would see.

Especially when they would come true.

I would clam up, and not talk to anybody about it.

Really?

Where's Kat, now?

She's downstairs. I didn't want her to go to school today.

Not after, you know, last night.

Why not have Alex talk to her?

Maybe bridge the gap.

Good idea.

Hey, sweetness.

-What you making? -Monster sandwich.

Ooh. With real monsters, I hope?

No. Just peanut butter, jelly, strawberries, real peanuts,

-and three pieces of bread. -Mmm.

-Real peanuts? -I like it extra crunchy.

[Alex chuckles]

So, Kat, your mom told me that you went to a sleepover last night,

and that you guys were playing with an Isis Board?

-And she said that you fainted. -It was only a game.

Is that what it seemed like? A game?

Why is everybody making such a big deal out of it?

Well, I think you know why, Kat.

Listen, when I was your age, I used to feel the same things.

I remember, I would think that it was my fault,

and I just want you to know that it's not.

Don't want to talk about it.

Oh.

Don't shut me out, honey.

You know, if something happened, we need to know for your own safety.

They're my friends!

You don't understand, and you're going to get them into trouble.

Just leave me alone!

[door closes]

[Rachel] Well, it's probably just the old-fashioned guilt on my part, eh?

It's just, Kat only has a few friends,

and she's probably just protecting the ones she has, that's it.

Yeah, but she still needs to understand

that the only way to protect her friends is by telling us exactly what happened.

Well, she won't talk about it,

but I have a feeling there's something going on.

Well, maybe, I'm not overreacting.

It sounds like these girls are more concerned with what their parents might do

than they are with anything that really went on.

Yeah.

[Derek] Let's just hope that their instincts are right. Hmm?

What if their instincts are wrong?

Well, if something did happen last night,

there's always a chance that Kat won't be able to protect her friends,

or herself.

And, listen. All I can say, is keep an eye on her.

Yeah, okay. Yeah.

[Rachel] Thanks. [Alex] Okay.

-If there's anything-- -I'll see you later.

-[Nick mimicking airplane] -[laughing]

[chuckles]

[Kat continues laughing]

[wind blowing]

[humming]

♪ Go to sleep, my Celinda♪

[humming]

Who are you? What do you want?

[continues humming]

♪ Go to sleep, my Celinda♪

[children chattering]

Come on. Come on.

I could hear it right outside my window.

There was nobody there,

and the weird thing is, it wasn't scary.

Me, too. Only it sounded as if it was in my house.

What do you think it is?

It's the ghost from your house. What do you think?

It's not a ghost from my house, Amber.

Well, that's where we were.

We all saw it. Except Kat. She had her eyes closed.

I saw her.

-Who do you think she is? -I don't know.

I think we should tell someone.

-You're just a chicken. -I am not.

Are too.

[mimicking chicken]

Look, if we tell our parents,

they're either going to get mad, or not believe us.

Amber's right. I'm not telling my parents anything.

She's not really scary.

I think we should wait and see what she wants.

Then we will know what to do.

Then it's all agreed.

[all] Pinky-pinky promise.

Don't worry, Jenny. Nothing bad will happen.

Here we go. Let's take your shoes off.

Here we are. There.

So, was everything all right?

Mom, can I sleep with you and Dad tonight?

I don't think so. You're a big girl, now. You need your sleep.

And, so do we.

I don't like sleeping by myself.

Honey, that's silly. You've never acted like this before.

Is something wrong?

I just don't want you to go.

-That's all. -[sighs]

Hush.

I love you.

-Now, good night. -Good night.

[door closes]

[wind blowing]

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me♪

Mom?

♪ Come to me, my Celinda♪

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me, my...♪

Celinda?

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me, my Celinda♪

[humming]

Jen, I talked to your father.

He said if you're really afraid, you can sleep with us.

Jen?

Jenny!

[doorbell rings]

Oh. Rachel.

My service said you'd called.

[sobbing] Oh, Rachel. How could this be happening?

Shh. Come on, come on.

-[sniffles] -Easy, it's going to be all right.

It's going to be okay.

-Were the police here? -Yes. [sniffles]

Uh, they've searched the area, and there's nothing.

There's no forced entry, no note, nothing.

Last night, did you and Jenny have an argument, anything like that?

No, no, no. Nothing like that. She was acting strange.

She wanted to sleep with us.

Rachel, she has slept in her own bed since she was two.

-Have you called all her friends? -Every one. All her friends.

My husband's out there right now, driving around looking for her.

But we don't know what to do.

It was like she knew something was going to happen.

God. Why didn't I listen?

No. You can't. You can't.

-You can't beat yourself up. -[crying]

It's not going to help anything.

I know.

I'm going to go. And you call me if anything happens, okay?

And I'll see what I can do. All right? I'm sorry.

[Rachel] So, Derek and I think that Jenny's disappearance

is tied to whatever happened in her bedroom the night of her party.

Now, you three are the only ones who can help us find her.

So, if anything unusual happened in her room,

If you saw anything, we need to know about it.

You were playing with an Isis Board that night, right?

We need to know what happened.

I'm gonna tell you a little secret.

Sometimes, when you're very scared,

the only thing that's going to make things right, is the truth.

You know what the truth is, don't you?

Okay.

What did you see that night?

Well, uh,

at first, it didn't seem like anything, just wind.

And then, it kind of turned into a person.

Only for a second.

Then Mrs. Wood came in, and it was gone.

That's when Kat fainted.

Kat?

It's my fault. I brought her here.

-Brought who here? -I don't know her name.

How do you know it's "her," honey?

I saw her.

Where did you see her? Katherine?

At our house. She's very sad and very angry.

How do you know that?

I don't know. I can feel it.

[bell rings]

We gotta go.

Katherine.

Listen, I'm going to come pick you up after school, so, you wait for me, okay?

-Okay. -And, honey,

thanks for telling me the truth.

-Okay. -I'm proud of you, honey.

-Bye, Mom. Bye-bye. -You have a good day.

Under the circumstances,

I think you and Kat should stay at Legacy until we get to the bottom of this.

Okay.

I think we should call Jenny's mother. I want to see that Isis Board.

What about the families of these girls?

Um, nothing special.

The only thing remotely gruesome was a cousin, Bob. He was a lawyer.

[chuckles]

Anything on Jenny's house?

-[Alex] Let's see. -[typing]

Big house. Fifteen rooms. Turn of the century.

There's one interesting point. It was used as a brothel in the '20s.

-A brothel? -Mmm.

That's interesting. Follow up on that. See what you can find.

How does it look?

Looks just like what it is.

A game board, nothing unusual, really. Have a look.

[clicks]

Mom! Mom!

Help! Please!

What is it?

I don't know. Some violent abduction.

-Jenny Wood? -Possibly.

It's obvious that all these girls are in danger, too.

We should consider bringing them out here.

We can use the guest quarters for that.

I already asked Rachel to speak with the mothers involved.

Would you mind picking them up?

Certainly. Just tell 'em that I am coming.

Yeah.

[knock on door]

May I help you?

Mr. Gannon, my name is Nick Boyle.

I'm with the Luna Foundation.

I believe that Dr. Rachel Corrigan spoke to your wife earlier this afternoon?

Right, right.

Only, we're not taking my daughter anywhere.

Not with you or anybody else.

Did she explain to you the situation?

Yeah, she did.

Yeah, all about Jenny Wood, and the Isis Board, and the abduction.

I'm certain that it sounds pretty strange.

Nah, not strange. It's insane.

Now, listen. I got a sick baby here.

My wife is pretty stressed out already,

and Alana is upstairs in her room, asleep. I think you better go.

I'm sorry about your baby.

Maybe I could leave you my card, in case you change your mind.

-Don, please-- -Lisa!

I already told you, leave this to me.

♪ Come to me♪

What is that?

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me, my Celinda...♪

It's coming from the baby monitor.

-Somebody is in the kids room. -[Alana] Mom, Mom!

Help! Please!

♪ Go to sleep♪

♪ Go to sleep♪

♪ Go to sleep♪

♪ Go to sleep, my...♪

It's okay. Mama's here.

Everything's going to be just fine.

[grunts]

[yelling]

[groans]

[thunder rumbling]

[Don] Wait. Stop!

[panting]

No, it was definitely female.

She came out the back door of the house, holding Alana.

When I approached her,

she tossed me across the yard like a rag doll and then disappeared.

Well, we know where Kat is. What about Amber?

Her mother's divorced. She works nights.

We've been friends since the kids were in kindergarten,

and I know she's concerned,

so, I called her last night,

but all I got was the babysitter. Let me try again.

And I'll tell her if she has any reservations, to call Don Gannon.

Yeah. Right.

Okay. The question is, how can we stop this thing?

Well, Alex is working on that.

Both of the actual abductions occurred when no one was in the room.

So, maybe, if someone were present, the spirit might be deterred.

After what just happened to Nick? [scoffs] I don't think so.

Look, we can't pick the fight, but at least we can pick the battlefield.

The next time this thing comes around, we have to be ready.

Ready? With what?

Confront it. Communicate with it.

Try to find out what's keeping it in a state of unrest.

Are you asking me to let you use Kat as bait

to lure this thing out into the open,

in the hopes that you might be able to stop it?

Derek...

I can't do that.

Listen, Rachel, Kat and her friends called up this ghost.

And until it's been truly put to rest,

there's nowhere you can take her it won't follow.

Okay.

So, if we can't run,

what can we do?

Stay together and fight this thing whenever and wherever it strikes again.

It's our only chance.

So, how're you making out?

I don't know. I just feel... It feels like I'm-- Oh.

-[chuckles] -That's great.

Okay. It feels like I'm building a puzzle with all the wrong pieces.

Everything's here, I just can't figure it out.

"House of prostitution. Reverend demanding city crackdown.

Brothel closed."

End of story.

Yeah, not quite. Just feels too normal.

-Show me what else you got. -Okay.

[typing]

Okay. It looks like the Wood house was used as a brothel

between 1914 and 1927.

Very upscale, high-class clientele.

Visiting dignitaries, you know, politicians, that sort of thing.

Sort of, a boozecan for the rich and famous, huh?

-Yeah, right. -So, what doesn't fit?

Well, the only thing that really stands out

is this story of this prostitute, Alice Burke.

Now, it seems like her only crime was that she had this child

and refused to give it up for adoption.

Only, when they tried to take this child away,

she threatened to name the real father.

Did she name him?

Yeah, it turns out it was the same preacher

who tried to have the brothel closed in the first place.

Huh.

-Of course, he denied the whole thing. -Of course.

Yeah, well.

-His word against hers, huh? -Yeah.

-You can imagine who won. -Yeah.

So, she gets tried for prostitution, convicted,

sent to prison, where she dies six months later.

What happened to the kid?

She must have been nine years old at that time.

She was probably sent to an orphanage.

It's a shame. Would have been around Kat's age, huh?

That's it.

So, if she's the spirit of Alice Burke, what happened to her daughter?

Given the circumstances, I'd say she was probably sent to an orphanage.

-Which is why she wants revenge. -Or another daughter.

Yeah, or both.

Either way, our only chance is to somehow

reunite the spirit with the daughter she lost.

That's assuming the woman's daughter is even still alive.

She'd be 80 years old by now, wouldn't she?

Well, we have no choice.

I want you to run down every lead you can find.

If she's alive, we have to find her.

-All right. -All right.

[Kat] See, Amber. This is Mr. Bear.

[knocking on door]

So, how are we doing?

Just great. We're just getting settled in. Now, Amber, this is Derek.

-He's the man who owns this house. -Hello, Amber.

We're very glad that your mother would let you come

and spend a little time with us.

-Thank you for inviting me. -You're welcome.

This is such a cool place, Amber. Wait until you see the basement.

Hey! Where do you think you're going?

-Basement. -No, no, no, no, no, no.

We've already got two lost little girls,

I don't think we need two more now, do we?

Besides, I promised your mom I wouldn't let you out of my sight.

Mmm. That's no fun. Sorry, Amber.

-That's all right. I understand. -Okay.

I'll ask Dominick to serve dinner up here tonight.

-That'll be great, Derek. -I'll be back.

[door opens]

[door opens]

-How are they doing? -Fine.

So, what's the plan?

Well, Rachel will stay with the girls.

And I want one of us outside this door at all times.

Let's work in shifts.

You do it till midnight.

I'll take the graveyard shift,

and, Alex, if you'll relieve me at 4:00?

-Okay by me. Nick? -Sure.

Are you certain you want to keep them both in one room? Just in case, right?

Yeah, but separating them will spread it too thin, so, no.

But we stand a better chance at not losing both girls if we can't stop it.

There is no "if." We have to stop it.

And we also got to find a way to free the two she's already taken.

Well, listen, I'm going to go work on the computer.

I still have to find that orphanage.

All right.

Okay, see you. Good night.

[Alice humming]

[Amber] What is it?

♪ Come to me♪

♪ Come to me Come to me...♪

What do you want?

♪ ...my Celinda♪

Hear anything?

I just thought I heard someone. It's probably nothing.

[Alice humming]

Kat? Amber. No.

No!

[Rachel screams]

-[knocking on door] -[girls screaming]

[Nick grunts]

Derek!

Nick!

[girls screaming]

-[thunder rumbling] -[groans]

[clattering]

[girls screaming]

No, no, no! Don't you touch her! No!

-Katherine! -Alice Burke!

-Amber! -We know who you are.

Leave us alone.

We want to help you.

Leave us alone! You can't have her!

You must see. It's not your daughter.

-Leave us alone! -[all] Whoa!

[Kat] Amber!

-Oh, God! -Her daughter?

It's okay, baby. It's okay, I've got you.

I've got you. It's okay.

[Derek] Well, it appears that this woman is reenacting

the horrific abduction of her own daughter.

By taking someone else's child? It doesn't make any sense.

Yeah. Why not go after someone related to the situation?

Well, she's not abducting, she's reliving the experience.

Taking the child back, for her is an act of protection.

The maternal instinct.

Having been powerless to act during that critical moment of her own life

she repeats it now,

in the vain hope of somehow recapturing the child that she lost.

Her behavior indicates that she actually sees her own daughter

in these little girls.

Okay, so, where are the girls now?

Somewhere between this life and the next.

And she's not going to stop until she has Kat.

And if she succeeds, they're gone forever.

Okay. So, how do we stop her?

Find her daughter.

A nameless nine-year-old

who slipped through the cracks 70 years ago?

-She's not nameless. -What do you mean?

Her daughter's name is Celinda. I heard her.

[Nick] Celinda.

That's right. That's what she was singing the night that she took Alana.

Something like, "Go to sleep, Celinda."

-So, Celinda Burke. That's a start. -Yeah.

-Did you locate the orphanage? -Yeah. It's right near Market Street.

All right, go there. Check the records.

-Call as soon as you have something. -All right.

-We don't have much time. -Okay.

[bell tolling]

-Her name is not in the index. -Are you sure about that?

Well, the idea back then was that

once a child was placed in a home, she wasn't intended to be found.

Yeah, but there must be some record as to who the new parents were.

Unfortunately, the child always took the name of the adopted parent.

And once the adoption was completed,

there was no effort made to retain the birth name of the child.

So, Celinda Burke could be Celinda "Anybody."

That always seemed like a difficult adjustment for the child.

New parents, new home, new name.

While at the same time, trying to maintain a sense of their own identity.

I guess it was a trade-off for being adopted.

Adoption. Maybe, I'm looking for the right needle in the wrong haystack.

Do you have a separate file for the children who weren't adopted?

Certainly. We have a number of them. All listed by the year.

Okay, at what age are they normally released?

Eighteen.

Eighteen. So, she was nine in 1924,

so, that would make her eighteen in 1934.

And here is the file for 1934.

But I'm not sure that it will be much use to you.

Well, let's see. Thanks.

Okay.

Celinda Burke.

Social Security number.

-Thank you very much. -You're welcome.

Of course, at 80, there's still no guarantee that she's even still alive.

No. Just finding the Social Security number

gives us a fighting chance.

[computer beeping]

Okay, I got something.

[Nick typing]

[beeping]

She filed a tax return last year.

Cross-check for an address.

San Anselmo.

We can get there in 20 minutes if we take the chopper.

All right. Alex, go with him.

And find this Celinda Burke, and bring her back here as soon as possible.

Okay. What about you?

We can't leave Rachel and Kat here.

If the spirit returns, I want to be here.

-Right. -Right.

[pilot on radio] Clearance acknowledged. Luna helicopter, out.

[Alex] All set. Let's go.

[knocking on door]

[Alex] Celinda Burke?

Yes. Who are you?

My name is Alex Moreau, and this is my associate, Nick Boyle.

We're with the Luna Foundation.

It's very important we talk to you.

It's about your mother.

What do you know about my mother?

Well, we know that she was sent to prison when you were nine,

and you were put in an orphanage.

St. Crispin's?

That's right. Not that my mother ever cared,

No, but you're wrong.

Don't talk to me about my mother. You didn't know her.

She's been dead for years.

What are you bringing all this up for now?

I know this is going to sound strange,

but if you would just let us come in to talk to you--

Go away.

-Please. Ms. Burke, it's important. -Please, Ms. Burke.

Lies. That's all they were. Lies.

My mother promised she'd come back for me, but she didn't.

She didn't care what happened.

That's not true.

If you won't let us in, will you please at least listen?

Isis. I hate this game.

Why did I ever let them talk me into playing in the first place?

Sometimes, it's difficult to say no. Especially to friends, huh?

-I know. And, I really miss them. -[squeaking]

Of course, you miss them. I think, though, we'd better put this game away.

But we can't. It's the only way to get them back.

Katherine, it is much too dangerous.

This is how it all got started.

I know. Because of me. That's why I've got to fix it.

No, listen to me.

The spirit that you contacted at Jenny's sleepover, Alice Burke,

is an angry, powerful force, and she's doing terrible things.

Things that she never should have done, but she couldn't help herself

because terrible, terrible things had been done to her.

Like when they took her daughter.

That's right. Like when they took her daughter.

But no matter why she was doing it,

Katherine, I'm never gonna let her take you.

-Then you've got to help her. -What do you mean "help her"?

That's what you do, isn't it?

Well, yes, but the way I help people,

is I get them to talk about what's troubling them,

so that they can help themselves.

But I'm afraid in this case, Alice Burke is a little bit beyond that.

It's not fair. She's very sad. I can feel it.

And now, she's making everybody else sad.

I know, honey. And I know how she must feel

because that's exactly how I would feel if I ever lost you.

[thunder rumbling]

-Mom? -It's okay. It's okay. I've got you.

Mom, she's here. I can feel her.

You've got to help her. You've got to help her.

[Alice humming]

Come.

No, no, Kat! Don't listen to her.

Rachel! Kat!

♪ ...sleep♪

♪ Go to sleep...♪

No! You don't understand!

This is not your daughter!

Alice Burke.

We know what you're trying to do.

Leave us alone!

We could help you find peace.

You're trying to protect her, but that's not Celinda.

Do you understand me? That's not your daughter.

Celinda is no longer a nine-year-old girl.

But we can help you find her.

No!

[wind blowing]

♪ Go to sleep♪

♪ Go to sleep♪

No. No, Kat.

♪ Go to sleep, my Celinda♪

Please, baby. Stay with me.

[whispers] Come with me, sweetheart.

-Kat! -Come on. Baby.

Kat!

-Come with me. -No!

[sighs in relief]

[thunder rumbling]

No!

Oh, baby.

She cannot come with you!

Come with me, now.

Alice Burke, that's my daughter!

Kat! No, Kat!

Please, listen to me. That is not Celinda!

Alice.

Alice. Alice, please.

You're a mother. I'm a mother, too.

I know how you must feel.

Please, don't do this.

Kat is my daughter.

And I need her.

I need her the way you need Celinda. Please.

[screaming]

Leave us alone!

-Kat! -Mommy!

-She doesn't understand. She-- -Mommy, help me!

Kat! Kat, grab my hand!

-Mommy! -Kat!

-Honey! I got you. -Mommy!

Leave us alone!

I won't let you take my baby!

She's not your daughter!

[Alice yelling]

[Celinda] Mother?

Mother?

Is that you?

Celinda?

[Kat breathing heavily]

But how?

I've missed you so much.

I waited every night,

but you never came back.

Come to me.

[crying]

Come to me, baby.

Oh, baby.

[groans]

♪ Go to sleep Go to sleep♪

[Jenny]Where are we? What's happening?

I just had the strangest dream.

Me, too.

Look, Kat.

They're back, Mom. They're back.

-Hi! -[girls] Hi, Kat.

We missed you so much.

[girls chattering]

[Rachel] Alice Burkewas many things to many people.

To some, she was good.

To others, bad.

But the image of her that sticks in my mind,

the one I can't erase,

is that of a mother who could find no peace

without her daughter's touch.

That we played some part in their reunion renews my faith

that The Legacy fulfills some greater purpose.