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[eerie music playing]

[Jenna] I once heard a pastor say, "What you bring forth

will save you."

I wish that were true.

I wish I believed it.

[muffled screaming]

[suspenseful music playing]

[muffled screaming]

[Mr. Zelk] ...of the heart.

The right and left atria,

which are the receiving chambers.

The right and left ventricles,

which are the pumping chambers.

Okay.

Who can draw me an example of this on the board?

Jenna Frost, how about you?

Psst.

We need an artist.

[distant laughter]

[dramatic music playing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[chuckles]

[gasps]

[muffled screaming]

[panting]

[bell ringing]

I don't know.

I thought I saw a wasp or something.

I'm fine, Mr. Zelk, really.

All this fantasy, Ms. Frost.

Maybe it's time...

you come back to the real world.

Are you having issues at home,

with a boyfriend,

sex?

I'm happy to lend an ear.

[Holly] Okay. Gag reflex, check.

The guy is a total creep.

You should report his ass.

And what, piss him off?

He already wants to fail me.

Is this for issue two or three?

-I haven't decided yet. -[Holly] Okay.

What in the actual hell is that?

Jenna is drawing a new graphic novel.

Scariest shit I've ever seen.

We're talking next level horror.

Alt-reality, Dorothy versus demons,

-yellow brick road to hell. -Ethan,

we speak English here, not nerdboy.

You can jerk to Jenna's comic book at home.

[bell ringing]

That's my cue. I'll catch you guys later, yeah?

Real talk, what's going on with you?

Everyone thinks you've lost it.

Even the goddamn janitor.

Devin's spreading rumors your dad's sending you back to rehab.

[sighs] I don't know what my brother sees

in that dumbass bitch.

Um, what are you doing?

Getting my stat book.

I can't afford to fail another test.

[grunts]

[Holly] Earth to Jenna.

Hello? That's not your locker.

[eerie music playing]

[Holly] What the hell?

I feel sick.

Do you ever wake up from a nightmare and feel

-like you're still in it? -Uh,

every day since ninth grade.

I was texting all weekend.

Where the hell were you?

I don't know.

But I'm scared, Hols.

Something happened. There's this whole chunk

-of time that's missing. -Shit.

-Did you tell anyone? -[Jenna] Tell them what exactly?

Everyone knows my history. You know what they're gonna say.

[phone buzzing]

Chris?

As in the crackhead from last summer?

Former crackhead.

Wait.

I think he was there. He might know what happened.

[phone vibrating]

Holy shit.

He's outside.

Jenna, wait. I thought you're not supposed

-to be around that guy. -Chris.

Hey, where are you?

[Chris] I'm sorry, Jenna.

I screwed up bad.

Slow down, okay?

[Chris] Don't trust them.

You hear me?

'Cause...

they wanna hurt you. They wanna hurt you.

Who does?

Chris, please.

[Marcus] Do it.

Jump.

I know how to fix it.

I just hope you're right.

About what?

Safehaven.

[screaming]

[theme music playing]

[singer] ♪ Your time has come ♪

♪ Can't tell Hell from the sun ♪

♪ When it's all said and done ♪

♪ Who will you become? ♪

[sighs]

Hello, Jenna.

[sighs] My name is John Rayburn.

Um...

I thought it might be a good idea

if we talked about what happened.

Talk?

You gotta be kidding me.

My friend just killed himself.

You mind?

Low blood sugar. [chuckles]

What happened to you, scary stuff.

In my line of work, I see a lot of trauma victims.

The first few hours are critical.

Oh, um...

your father is, um, Stuart, right?

He's out of town but we called him.

You what?

That's just great. That's great.

He's probably already calling my PO.

You may not feel up to it but when you're ready,

I'm here to talk.

[sniffs]

[slurps]

Would you like some water?

That's good, Jenna.

Anger is good.

You wanna yell, scream, cry. That's okay.

I'm not going anywhere.

Makes one of us, asshole.

[Holly] It's not your fault.

The guy was tripping balls.

Like totally strung out.

They called my dad.

Just what I need. Stuart Frost to the rescue.

Well, what are you gonna tell him?

No idea.

"Sorry, Dad, I blacked out again.

Let's grab Chipotle."

Jenna...

you can talk to me

if you, like, took something.

I'm just saying...

I'm clean, Holly.

Six goddamn months.

You, of all people, should believe me.

[distant baby crying]

Hello?

[elevator bell dings]

[eerie music playing]

[distant sirens]

[Holly] Chris?

As in the crackhead from last summer?

[Jenna] I think he was there. He might know what happened.

[Chris] I'm so sorry, Jenna.

I screwed up.

Don't trust them.

You hear me? 'Cause...

they wanna hurt you. They wanna hurt you.

[distant sirens]

[dramatic music playing]

[woman on PA] Rest assured, we are working

with law enforcement to investigate

yesterday's tragic incident.

In the meantime, crisis counselors

are now available for anyone upon request.

Students of Torresdale,

your mental health and welfare is our primary concern.

-You should eat something. -Hard pass.

Unless you brought your anti-nausea meds.

No. I'm not on those anymore.

My stomach's been doing better since I started

-the anti-depressants. -[Holly] Unreal.

They started up your Death Pool again.

Suicide is leading OD, three to one.

Let me guess. Devin.

[Holly] She...

she posted a pic of your mom.

Whoa. Whoa.

If it isn't Jenna Frosted Freaks.

Something you need?

-Take it easy, babe. -I'm not your babe.

Come on. Sluterella is not worth it.

Look at you. Total shit show.

At least, when you rolled with us, you were respected,

but now you're just fucking retarded.

Oh, uh, mentally-challenged

is, I think, the word that you're looking for.

-[Marcus] Shut it, bitch bag. -Screw you, Marcus.

Was it worth it? Ghosting me for this bitch?

I were you, I'd check back into rehab.

Unless you wanna end up like Mommy.

[sarcastic scream]

[laughing]

[grunts]

-[Holly] Marcus. -[Jenna] Get off me.

-Get off me! [grunts] -[groans]

Okay, come on. Go.

[dramatic music playing]

[eerie music playing]

[man] Okay, everyone. Back to class.

It's over now.

Goddamn lowlifes.

Now, they're just pissed that I've moved on.

I moved past them.

I'm clean now, so Devin can go fuck herself!

Hello? Asshole?

Are you listening?

Hmm?

Probably don't remember what high school was like

since you're like 70,

but it's insane how many people hate you just to hate you.

Did you know that eight in ten girls despise their appearance?

Is that true?

Are you for real right now?

'Cause this is usually the part

where I get suspended for two weeks.

I never realized how hard high school must be on you guys.

I mean, girls.

Well, you're safe now.

I promise no one can hurt you in here.

I appreciate the whole zen master routine,

but I've been down this road before.

Did you call the cops or not? Because, legally,

-I'm still on parole and-- -Do you remember

what we talked about last time, hmm?

I annoyed you, didn't I?

Bringing up your father.

Do all kids hate their parents at some point?

I'd like to think not.

That's Ellen. A friend of mine.

Can you see her?

Do me a favor. If you can see her,

move your hand.

You're joking, right?

How about just a finger?

[chuckles]

I'm sorry. Am I in some kind of mental ward or something?

Let's shine a little light on the subject, shall we?

[dramatic music playing]

[machine beeps]

[Ellen] First impressions?

-[Rayburn] Still too early. -[Ellen] Uh-hmm.

[Rayburn] She gave me some resistance,

-emotionally. -[Ellen] Uh-hmm.

Her father just arrived from Chicago.

He seems pretty wired.

[elevator bell dings]

[man on PA] Dr. Leslie Schott, dial the operator.

Dr. Leslie Schott, dial the operator.

[Ellen] Mr. Frost,

I'd like you to meet John Rayburn,

your daughter's coma worker.

[machine beeping]

[dramatic music playing]

[Mr. Zelk] You're so pretty. You know that?

I want you to know I'm here for you, Jenna.

You're not alone in there.

[Ellen] They brought her in around 2:00 a.m.

Her car went in a lake and she was underwater

almost seven minutes.

-[Stuart] Jesus. -[Ellen] I'm not gonna lie.

The next few hours are gonna be critical,

but we are running tests to determine the extent

of the cerebral trauma.

[Stuart] Are you saying she's brain dead?

[Rayburn] Not exactly.

[chuckles]

Just now, I logged a non-verbal pattern response.

Your daughter saw Dr. Harwick.

Well, she acknowledged her.

And before that, she pushed a water cup

from my hand after I said your name.

Not your biggest fan, is she?

I'm sorry. Who are you again?

John's here at my request.

He's a cognitive therapist.

I specialize in reaching people in your daughter's condition.

It's called coma work.

A way to communicate with people in unconscious states.

You talk to people in comas?

Uh, we don't talk, exactly.

Well, I suppose, practically speaking,

I talk and she listens.

You see, a coma isn't a singular mental state.

It's more of a disconnect from reality.

And what I do is I reestablish that connection.

Identify micro-expressions.

An eye twitch, breathing patterns,

vocalizations.

Emotional triggers.

Uh, it--you know, it may be the only way

to bring her back from Neverland.

Neverland?

Is this funny to you?

Mr. Frost, just wait.

[Rayburn] Ask yourself,

where does the mind go in a coma?

How does it protect itself?

How does it...

survive?

The patients I've worked with, those who came back,

talk of an inner world.

A place that looks and smells

and feels every bit as real as this one.

[singer] ♪ The water again... ♪

[Rayburn] Only darker.

Without hope.

And that's where Jenna is right now.

Alone. Afraid.

Trapped in a world that doesn't make sense.

I've got to reach her.

Gain her trust. Give her hope.

Because if she stops fighting in that place,

she won't make it back to this one.

[singer] ♪ Ready for fire ♪

[Jenna] Was it worth it?

Ghosting me for this bitch?

[Devin] I were you, I'd check back in the rehab.

Unless you wanna end up like Mommy.

[laughs]

[crowd cheering]

[Jenna] Get off me!

Sorry about your brother.

I'm not.

Asshole deserved it.

High school MMA check.

[laughter]

Can you drop me at work?

I'm afraid to say no.

Hey, Jenna...

I'm here.

Can you hear me?

[phone vibrating]

Shit. My dad.

He's probably worried.

Answer it.

-Tell him what's going on. -Yeah, right.

Last thing I need today is more judgment.

Go home.

Get some rest.

He didn't buy a word, did he?

Give him time.

It's a lot to process.

[Rayburn] When he signs off, I'm gonna need more information.

Her family, friends,

what boy band she likes.

John, boy bands aren't a thing anymore.

Huh?

I'm just a right-click man...

In a swipe-left world.

[chuckles]

[Holly] You should call in sick.

No, I can't. I've got three clients tonight.

Two are ex-cons.

[phone blares]

"Student alert."

"In light of recent events, we'll be implementing

new security on campus starting tomorrow."

"Let's make sure to give them a warm Torresdale welcome."

"Your safety is our primary concern."

What?

Spit it out.

I was just thinking...

before Chris jumped,

he asked if you were right.

About Safehaven.

What was he talking about?

No idea.

[homeless man laughs]

Get out of here.

[heart monitor beeping]

[singer] ♪ Visions ♪

♪ Of heaven ♪

♪ Will crash on ♪

♪ The floor of anarchy ♪

♪ Visions ♪

♪ Of heaven ♪

♪ Will crash on... ♪

Okay. Outline's done.

-Take a look. -Fuckin' wicked.

Love it.

How do you come up with this shit at your age?

[Craven] Some people are just born on the dark side.

That's why I hired her.

The world's going to hell, Craven.

Best inker in the place and she's barely 17.

I'm old enough to shank your ass.

[laughter]

I'm headed out.

[Craven] Hold the fuck on.

Did you show your new pages

to that dumbass Savage before me?

Well, he asked.

Jesus.

If I drew like this when I was your age,

I'd be a goddamn legend right now,

not running this shit hole.

Mind if I show these around a bit?

There's always a market for horror comics.

Uh, yeah. Sure.

Thank you, Craven.

Yeah, well, that's enough dick-sucking for one night.

Get outta here.

Tell me something.

Back when you drew, the stuff you came up with,

did you ever...

see it?

I mean, like, in real life?

Yeah, all the time.

LSD, baby!

[laughing]

Hey.

This thing got a name?

Yeah.

"Safehaven."

Dad, it's me.

Sorry I missed you. I was at work.

Call me back.

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey! Get lost, creep!

Mr. Zelk?

[heart monitor beeping]

[tense music playing]

Shit.

[phone alarm beeps]

[tense music playing]

[Ellen] Thanks for letting us look around.

Of course. You'll have to forgive the mess.

Jenna is not the best housekeeper

when I'm out of town.

This way. Her room's right down here.

[dramatic music playing]

Honestly, I don't know what to show you.

I mean, is there anything specific you're looking for?

[woman on PA] Attention, students.

Security checkpoints are now mandatory. Searching bags...

They weren't kidding about the new security.

Gestapo High, check.

Uh, no. You guys go.

I gotta find my ID.

[tense music playing]

[gasps]

[tense music playing]

[PA announcer] Students of Torresdale in secure areas

shall be subject to search and seizure without notice or probable cause.

This area is under video surveillance.

Place all bags and personal items

in the security bin for immediate inspection.

Any contraband will be seized and reported to the security officers.

No contraband shall be permitted on campus during school hours.

Failure to comply will result in punishment

and security interrogation.

[Scylla] Give me your bag. Give me your phone.

Seriously?

How did you get my passcode?

Hey! You can't do that!

Get to class.

[Stuart] Now, most little girls draw hearts and ponies.

Not my kid.

Is that her Mom?

If she's around, I'd love to talk to her.

My wife is dead.

It's going on eight years now.

Sorry.

Must have been really hard on Jenna.

It was hard on the both of us.

Can I borrow these?

I would like to keep her things where they are,

if you don't mind.

-[phone buzzing] -Excuse me a minute.

Your bag is so roomy.

[dramatic music playing]

Uh, cops are at the accident site.

They'd like me to come down.

Want some company?

Hey. I got your text. What's up?

This came to me in first period.

It's like one of those motels out by the lake.

I think I was there.

How can you be sure?

-Yes! -[man] Shh, shh!

Sorry.

-Shh. -Just a little tensed up,

I'm sorry.

[Jenna] Hey, Ethan. Any more energy drinks?

That's, like, your fourth one.

Fifth, actually, but who's counting?

Not like it's gonna make me any crazier.

Shit. Pull over.

Stop the goddamn car!

[tense music playing]

[panting]

I know this place.

Goddamn it, I have been here!

[metal cutter whirring]

[cop] Honestly, she's lucky to be alive.

Came to for a couple of minutes, but wasn't making any sense.

[Rayburn] She spoke to you?

Not really.

Before she coded, she was mumbling:

"Save them, safe," something like that.

-If it wasn't for that kid... -[Rayburn] What kid?

The one who pulled her out.

Some busboy.

Works over at the diner.

[suspenseful music playing]

Hey, just breathe.

We're gonna figure it out, I promise.

Tell me you see that.

[Ethan] See what?

Jen, there's nothing out there.

Okay.

This is gonna sound crazy,

but I've been seeing things.

Things from my drawings.

And nothing I do will stop it.

Okay, you're right.

That does sound crazy.

Chris, my mom.

They must have seen them, too.

Explains why they...

[ominous music playing]

[breathes heavily]

[tense music playing]

[grunts]

[mellow music playing on radio]

[tense music playing]

Hey. Hey, wait!

I've seen you watching me.

You know something. What is happening?

This place...

your friends, your teachers, your life.

It's not how it seems.

-[thunder rumbles] -[gasps]

[electric buzzing]

[gasps]

Go! Get out of here!

[Jenna] Hey, wait! Don't leave me!

You're stronger than you think, Jenna.

You can make it!

[engine revs]

-[tire screech] -[electric warbling]

Come on, we have to go now. Right now.

-[Holly] What is it? -Move! Come on!

[thunder rumbling]

Hey, stay with us tonight.

We can order pizza and watch cat videos

and braid each other's hair.

That sounds terrifying, actually.

Seriously, I'm fine.

It's just been a day.

Love you, guys.

-[car door closes] -[thunder rumbles]

What's up, freak?

Figured it out yet?

Everyone around you just keeps dying.

Maybe it's time you joined them.

You don't scare me.

[Devin] Give it time.

[distort voice] We're just getting started.

[shrieks]

[grunts]

[groans]

Got some fight left? That's good.

You're gonna need it.

[panting heavily]

[ominous music playing]

[Jenna] Close.

[door closes]

[elevator music playing]

[wind chime tinkling]

[sobbing]

[wind whistling]

[Rayburn] Hello again, Jenna.

[Jenna] About time you showed.

You legit need some regular hours.

Okay, the last few days have been totally mental. Hey.

-Where did you get that? -I was thinking...

this might have some of your work on it.

Those are personal.

These are really great.

I mean, I don't know much about comics, but...

this world of yours seems pretty messed up.

You have quite a talent.

This one's my favorite, I think.

Who is she?

That's Aleyna. She's the hero.

Things have been pretty shitty in her world, but that doesn't stop her.

She's too strong. Resilient.

She never gives up.

I bet no one messes with her.

No one smart.

[heart monitor beeping]

Uh, I, uh... wanna try something.

[heart monitor beeping continues]

[Rayburn] Okay.

I want you to draw for me.

Whatever you want. Um, uh, a stick figure.

A squiggly line.

Something simple.

[heart monitor beeping continues]

[Rayburn] Come on.

[soft music playing]

I don't want to.

[heart monitor beeping]

That's okay.

We'll try again later.

[woman over PA speaking indistinctly]

Her father just arrived.

She's in there, Ellen. I know it.

I'm gonna need more of her drawings, a lot more.

Okay, I'll work on it.

Goodbye, John.

Right. Right, I'm gone.

[tense music playing]

[Stuart] That, uh, that Rayburn guy.

Can he really do what he says?

I've seen John make contact

with eight of my critical patients.

Two of them came back.

Just talk to her.

Tell her how you feel.

That's what she needs right now.

-[rain pouring] -[phone buzzing]

[distant siren wailing]

-Dad? -[Stuart] Jenna.

Where are you?

[Stuart] Jenna.

Dad, I can barely hear you.

What the hell happened, Jenna?

Hmm? Like, we haven't been through enough.

Please don't be mad at me.

It's okay. I'm gonna figure it out.

[Stuart] Jenna. Answer me.

Hello?

[Stuart] I don't think this is working.

[loud crash]

[gasps]

[tense music playing]

[indistinct electronic chatter]

[tires screeching]

[engine revving]

-[heart monitor beeping] -What's happening?

-What--wait, what is it? What-- -It's nothing.

It's probably just a dream.

[tense music playing]

[engine revving]

[Jenna grunting]

Hey! Jen. Jenna.

Okay, she's seizing. Code blue!

-ICU four, please! -Jen, Jenna? Jenna? Jenna?

Mr. Frost? Mr. Frost, we need to work here.

[grunting]

[tense music playing]

-[indistinct electronic chatter] -[panting]

[tires screeching]

That's my goddamn car.

Who the hell are you?

Just get in.

[tense music playing]

[Ellen] She's in V-Fib.

I need two grams push of Ativan, stat!

Just stay with me, Jenna.

[engine revving]

They're coming!

[engine revving]

-What the hell is happening? -Just stay with me.

Okay, prep for defib!

-Clear. -[woman] Stand clear.

[grunts]

No pulse. Recharge.

-Jenna! -[Ellen] Clear.

[Jenna grunts] Help.

Watch out!

[tires screeching]

Go. You can make it.

[engine revving, tires screeching]

[siren wailing]

[grunting]

[panting] What do you want?

You won't be needing this.

[screaming]

[Ellen] Clear.

Just wait.

Okay, we got a pulse. Let's monitor her vitals.

Let's load her with 1,000 milligrams of Dilantin.

Well done, everyone.

[tense music playing]

[storm rumbling]

You need to move closer to town.

Next life.

She has an arrest record?

How didn't we know about this?

[Ellen] Her father only told me last night.

Jenna had a myoclonic seizure.

We almost lost her.

She was in rehab last summer.

If she has authority issues,

how can I get her to trust me?

My approach was all wrong.

She was in rehab.

We have to start over.

[indistinct chatter]

You need to sleep.

Another nightmare like last night

and I'll never sleep again.

I heard this podcast once, and they said,

"What if our lives were really one bad dream that never ended?"

This is you helping, right?

Text me later.

[woman over PA] All students report immediately

to your next scheduled class.

You have three minutes to comply.

Active protocol 108.

Your security is our primary concern.

[high-pitched ringing]

[suspenseful music playing]

[woman] You dumbass bitch.

Did you actually think you can play us?

[door closing in the distance]

[birds chirping]

[distant bell tolling]

[man laughing]

Hey, there. It's Chris, right?

Depends. What do you want?

I'm John Rayburn.

I'm not a cop.

I'm here about Jenna.

She's been in an accident.

[Chris] Yeah, we met in rehab.

Bunch of losers in that program.

Jenna was different. She was smart. Cool.

She didn't take any shit.

When'd you last see her?

Actually, um, we're not allowed to see each other.

You know, with parole and all.

Right. Yeah.

[Chris] Her dad took her out of the program early.

She drew me this.

[dramatic music playing]

[Rayburn] Safehaven.

Save-them.

[woman over PA speaking indistinctly]

I figured it out.

Her drawings, they're a road map.

We can use them to bring her back.

No. Slow down.

Her father's restricted access.

-Medical personnel only. -What? Why?

Because you crossed the line, John.

You took personal items from my home

without my permission.

I was doing research.

I need to know more about her.

I was doing my own research.

Do you remember a patient named Mike Baidey?

Coma victim. Two years ago?

His family filed a wrongful death suit.

Now you were acquitted,

but the court found that you failed to act

in the best interests of the patient.

So this morning,

I filed an emergency restraining order against you.

You are not to come within a hundred yards of my daughter.

Mr. Frost.

-Stuart. -[sighs]

You don't have children, do you?

I didn't think so.

You see, that girl in there,

she's been through enough.

Okay, I am not about to subject her to some new-age horseshit.

She needs a doctor,

not a shaman.

Sorry, John.

It just happened.

There's nothing I can do.

[woman over PA speaking indistinctly]

[indistinct chatter]

-[door closes] -[Mr. Zelk] Please have a seat, Ms. Frost.

I thought we could do something a little more interesting

for detention today.

Detention, my ass.

You picked the wrong girl on the wrong day.

Please, sit down.

Out there, causing so much trouble.

Did you really think there wouldn't be consequences?

"Where joy forever dwells,

hail horrors,

hail infernal world."

"And thou, profoundest hell,

receive thy new possessor."

"One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time."

"The mind is its own place,

and in itself

can make a heaven of hell,

or a hell of heaven."

[singer] ♪ Enemy ♪

♪ Enemy ♪

♪ 'Cause I... ♪

♪ Think like the enemy ♪

♪ Enemy ♪

♪ 'Cause I... ♪

[screams]

[vocalizing]

♪ Having planned the vengeance in my brain ♪

♪ Strike before I'm seen ♪

♪ Nothing can destroy me ♪

♪ 'Cause I think Like the enemy ♪

♪ Enemy ♪

♪ Think like the enemy ♪