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Ding, ding, ding.

We're to Kelly. We're checking in. I don't want you bringing this around with

us. How can you forget that we're actually fictional people?

And you guarantee there aren't all the people out there who want to hurt us

because we're different.

Do you have a ghost? Of course we have a ghost.

He's standing over there.

Good day to you, sir.

I'm Edwin. You know you're not really a ghost, right? I escaped from a video

into the real world too. I believe myself the only one.

I drew a manga portrait of you. No one's ever drawn a picture of me before.

You know, I said I was going to do some snooping and see what I could find.

Well, look.

That's it.

The manager is keeping Edwin prisoner.

He's totally malevolent.

What did you just say?

Did you just call me malevolent?

No. I said you're mellow.

Mellow.

Sounded like malevolent. I don't even know what that word means.

What was it?

Malevolent? It's true.

He's a total moron.

Practically illiterate.

Why would you call me mellow?

You know, it's just like the general vibe you give off.

Like you don't really care about anything.

I don't?

That's what I mean.

Totally mellow.

Do you think he bought it?

Hello?

Edwin? You here?

Good day to you, sir.

Listen, hear me out and please don't go, okay?

I know the manager has the videotape you escaped from.

He's keeping you prisoner, isn't he? It was indeed the manager who first brought

me here. I believe the hotel stands upon some mystical site.

And he has assured me that should I ever cease my haunting, I shall never return

home. It is...

Most distressing.

It's okay.

We can help you.

We'll get the tape off the manager and send you home. But how?

He keeps it securely under lock and key, and I'm certain he would not part with

it so easily. It's fine. I'm sure we'll think of something. But why would you

undertake such a risk?

We're friends, aren't we?

I have never had a true friend before.

You have my utmost gratitude.

Pray forgive me.

So let me get this straight. The manager is keeping the videotape Edwin escaped

from in his vault. Now you want us to steal it so he can get home?

Yes. But we don't know what the manager is capable of.

He could be dangerous.

Edwin has no one else who can help him.

You really care about this, don't you? He just wants to go home. He doesn't

belong in this world.

Then we should do it.

We believe in you, Kevin.

Right?

Yes. Yeah, you're right.

There was no one to help us when that crazy caretaker kidnapped us.

We're not going to let Edwin go through the same thing. So we're all in

agreement then?

We save Edwin from this prison and send him home?

Absolutely.

100%. Team Edwin all the way.

Let's get this done.

I mean, but no, just no.

What is that?

I've run out of manga to read, so I'm writing my own story.

You're a porter, not a writer.

I know, but I thought that maybe... Don't forget why you're here.

And get this office door fixed!

Madam?

Hey there.

Happy afternoon.

Hi. How's it going?

Cool, cool.

Cool as ice.

How are things in the hotel reception world?

Same old, same old.

So funny.

Anyways, you look after the front desk when the manager goes to lunch.

That's right.

How's your sister?

Has she mentioned me at all?

Yes, actually.

She says your job is really fascinating.

I'd love to learn more.

Really?

Seems like a nothing for her to say.

I don't know what to tell you.

She's a total weirdo.

So, anyways, do you ever leave the front desk during lunch?

So, you know that porter you said was cute?

Well, his name's Leo, and we've been hanging out.

He's quite shy, but I think he really likes me.

Sounds like the feeling's mutual.

The thing is, we, uh, we kind of kissed.

And it didn't last very long. I don't think either of us expected it. Oh, my

God. my baby first kiss?

Don't get weird.

I'm only telling you because I need some advice.

Okay. Okay?

No. Weird.

Continue. Leo knows my videos and so I lied and said I was a big shot

and I make loads of money. But I don't make any money.

And now that we've kissed I just want to be honest with him.

Oh, Katie.

You don't need to lie.

Just be yourself.

He expects me to be the person in my videos. Always witty and confident and

smart.

How's he going to react when he sees that I'm clumsy or stupid and I don't

perfect all the time?

None of that stuff matters.

I think I'd still be with your dad if I did.

Tell him the truth.

You don't need to pretend to be someone you're not.

I'm so glad to tell him.

The manager is the only person with a key to the vault where the video is

It's part of a bunch of keys that he keeps on his belt at all times.

The manager takes lunch at 1pm sharp for an hour and leaves Leo at the front

desk. Now, mum and dad, you'll be outside and fake a heart attack.

My wife is having a heart attack.

Dad, you'll ask the manager for help.

Somebody, please help me. While he's helping, you secretly swipe the keys and

pass them to me.

Now I'll go to reception and Katie, this is where you come in.

You need to get Leo away from the desk so I can get into the office.

Once I'm there, I'll probably need about five minutes to find the right key. But

when I do... The tape is ours.

Any question?

I don't want to lie to Leo.

He's a nice guy. If he's a nice guy, he'll be happy we're rescuing Edwin from

that horrible manager.

Okay. Anything else?

Do we have to wear the sunglasses?

No, that was just at the time.

Oh.

I don't know. Is this going to work? I'm not trying to win an award. You're just

lying there having a heart attack. I can't believe it.

Heart attack! My wife! She's having a heart attack!

Can you hear me?

Read through it, honey.

Don't go into the light.

Help! Help! Help! My wife, she's having a heart attack. Can you help me?

Call an ambulance.

I'm sure they'll be able to help. Well, can you help me bring her to the

bedroom?

I'm on my break.

Well, it'll only take a minute.

You don't need to worry.

Oh, don't die on me.

Don't die on me.

Thank you so much.

My head.

Thank you.

My heart.

My arm.

Madam, release me at once.

My heart.

Let go.

My arm. My heart.

It's stuck.

Get up.

So it looks like mum has had a change of heart and we're going to be staying a

bit longer.

That's brilliant.

Come on.

Can I talk to you in private for a few minutes?

Okay. Yeah.

It's going to take forever.

Oh.

Oh, thank you so much.

The ambulance is on the way.

Very good. I'll be in my way.

What is it?

I must have left my keys back in my office.

I mean, you can't go yet.

The iron. It's not working.

Is that really our priority?

Your wife is having a heart attack.

Ah, yeah. But since you're here...

Really?

No.

Oh.

Oh, no.

Right,

last time. You turn it right, it gets hot. You turn it left, it gets cold.

Cold. Okay, right. I think I have it now. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Straightforward

enough. Oh, wait, wait, wait. Don't go yet.

Thank you for all your help.

Here. Please have one of my wife's homemade biscuits.

Fig rolls?

Thanks, but no thanks. I'd go on.

Sure I don't need them, and if she doesn't pull through, they'll only go to

waste. I have to go. Ah, well, hang on.

What is that?

Oh, well, that's just a few doodles.

I'm not explaining myself very well.

Is this because we care? No!

I mean, yeah.

Well, yes and no.

I don't know.

Well, you know, you can tell me anything.

Anything you want to say, it'll be grant.

I appreciate that.

Here goes.

Tom, are you okay?

I can't breathe.

I can't breathe.

Tom, it's okay.

I can't breathe. You're okay.

This will pass.

I told him to get this blinking door fixed.

Good day to you, sir.

Oh, Edwin, it's you.

What are you doing here?

Pray indeed.

I was passing, as one is wont to do, and was most perplexed by these new

fandangled electric lights, if I may be so bold indeed.

Excuse me?

Blimey, you've got to pick a pocket or two, if I may be so bold.

Yes, well.

Run along and get back to your haunting.

That boy who looks like you is getting very nosy. Make sure and give him a good

fright. Aye, aye, Captain.

I mean, sir. Cheerio.

That's it. You've got it.

What happened?

I'm so sorry, Kevin.

It's my fault that you almost got caught.

I had a panic attack.

There's something I have to tell you.

You can tell me anything.

Honest.

Okay.

Well, the thing is, I'm not actually a real person.

Me and my family escaped from a TV show through a magic portal and we'd be

living in the real world ever since Huh, I just want to be

honest with you It's a joker are you filming right now

or no nothing like that I'm being serious You

know watching your videos

I Thought I knew who you were.

Smart and warm and kind.

But you're nothing like that person.

Are you?

You know, if you didn't want to see me anymore, you could have just said so.

No, that's not it at all.

Please, I'm telling you the truth.

I have to get back to work.

I'll talk to you later.

What's up?

So, you know I've been seeing someone about me mental health.

Well, I stopped going a while back.

Oh, Tom.

Why? I just wanted to be the happy -go -lucky dad that I was back in that TV

show.

Don't you prefer the happy jolly TV there?

I know.

I just... I thought I could cope with everything on my own. But it's harder

I thought.

You're not on your own, Dad.

We're here for you.

As a family.

There you are.

Where did you go off to?

I just needed to be on my own.

Is everything okay?

What happened?

I took your advice and I told you the truth, but...

He thought I was lying and now he hates me.

Really? What did you say to him? That I'm not a real person and I came from an

old TV sitcom through a magical portal.

You what?

You said I should be myself.

I thought you just meant the social media persona you do with the fake smile

the perky voice.

Who said that? Katie, you can't go around telling everyone our secret.

I know.

Leo isn't everyone.

He drew this picture of me.

I thought

you said he liked you.

He's only learning.

Doesn't matter now anyway.

Because he never wants to see me again.

James' fake smile and perky voice.

Oh. No, no.

Look,

we'll be leaving tomorrow.

You probably wouldn't have kept in touch with Leo anyway.

I suppose.

I just wish he didn't think I was a liar.

It's okay.

What?

Where are you going?

Katie!

Who even wants us all to meet Edwin?

I won't be long.

Big mouth.

Come on.

There.

What is this? The video me and my family escaped from.

That's you on the cover.

See? I'm not lying to you.

You could have just made this yourself and printed it out. Watch the tape.

You'll see it's from an old comedy show, only the family is missing from it.

Because we crossed over into the real world.

Do you think I also shot and edited a perfectly recreated sitcom from the 80s?

Okay.

There's an old video player in the storeroom.

Wait here and I'll go look at it.

Okay then.

When? Did you talk to Leo?

How did it go?

Looks like someone tried to break into the house last night. Oh no.

What? Did they get in?

Doesn't sound like it.

But we should get home as soon as possible.

Okay. We'll meet Edwin at the conference room.

There's a video player in there.

We'll send him back into his tape and then we can all leave.

Okay, bye.

Let's go meet this ghost.

He's not a ghost. He's kind of a ghost.

Everyone, this is Edwin.

Edwin, this is my family.

Hi, nice to meet you. No, he doesn't do that.

Oh, sorry.

Kevin has consistently proven himself to be the most estimable company, and I

cannot doubt this amiable character is the natural result of the virtuous

example set by his family.

Say what now?

We got your tape back.

Yes, yes, I am most grateful for your continued kindness and assistance,

although I must confess I have not been entirely forthcoming with you.

What?

What's going on? As your saying goes, the jig is up.

This weekend has just been, um, how would you call it?

Fiction? Meeting Edwin, his mysterious secret, and your adorable plan to rescue

him. All just distraction to keep you here until we could get our hands on

video, which we now have thanks to Leo.

Leo?

I don't understand.

Do not worry. It will not concern you much longer. We are almost at the end of

your story.

Who are you? In the words of a certain writer who put it more aptly than I ever

could,

At journey's end, the shadows roam, but every path will take you home.