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[camera shutter clicks]

[indistinct chatter over PA]

[camera whirring]

[Ethan] Oh.

Forcing us to attend some messed up talent night

does not seem legal.

But you're right.

They're definitely looking for you.

They used my freshman year class photo?

Yup.

Gross.

Yeah. [sighs]

Okay. So, let me get this straight.

You're gonna sneak into school,

past the security goons,

and you're gonna call out Devin in front of everybody

during her performance?

-Pretty much. -[scoffing] Batshit crazy.

I love it!

It's time Devin faces the music.

Ooh, I see what you did there.

Okay, switch. Go!

What time does she go on?

Uh, well--

-Turn around. -Sorry.

Um, well, she's scheduled for 9:00,

so that gives you about 30 minutes

to get inside and reach the stage.

-[Jenna] Okay. -Just don't kill her, okay?

I can't have my mom's minivan being used

-in the commission of a crime. -[sighs] No promises.

This is so crazy!

You're drawings are literally coming to life!

Crazy pretty much sums it up.

Ooh, I always knew you had next level talent but--

holy shit!

Don't worry.

Tonight I'm gonna premiere another talent of mine.

And what's that?

Mayhem.

[suspenseful music playing]

[siren blaring]

[chains rattling]

[metal clinks]

[Jenna grunting]

I give up.

[coughing]

Lose something?

[grunting]

[screeching]

[Scylla] Where is she?!

Find her!

[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? ♪

[tense music playing]

[door screeches, closes]

[elevator dings]

Ethan.

John Rayburn.

I appreciate you coming down.

Yeah. Okay.

Can we make this quick?

This is kinda Holly's idea.

Yeah. Yeah, I understand.

Yeah, seriously, she's been on my ass to come.

I'm sure. Hey. Please.

Holly said you and Jenna were close.

Yeah, it's been a minute.

She's not exactly in my lane now.

Ooh, yeah, I get it.

You've moved on. It happens.

She's obviously not one of the cool kids.

I didn't say that.

Her lane must be what then... weirdo?

Whatever, Breakfast Club. That's not what I meant.

Holly made a real difference talking to her.

She probably thought you could, too.

She's in a coma, right?

How the hell can anyone talk to her?

Her responses are triggered by voices.

Stories from her friends, her family.

Memories.

Moments. Things only Jenna would know.

Okay. Well, we hung out in, like, elementary school.

But we've barely said a word to each other in years.

Our subconscious has no sense of time.

Our dreams are imprints of our present and our past.

Jenna is processing stimuli

that we don't completely understand.

But it's my belief that we can influence her thoughts.

Drop breadcrumbs that will lead her back to this world.

We don't have much time, Ethan.

If Jenna was ever there for you,

now might be the time to return the favor.

I am fighting... to save Jenna's life.

Will you help me?

[suspenseful music playing]

[woman over PA] Attention students of Torresdale.

Attrition Night will begin in five minutes.

Attendance is mandatory.

There will be no exceptions.

Proceed through the security check point now.

Your safety is our primary concern.

[indistinct chatter]

[beeping]

[man] Got to add this to my collection.

[laughter]

[man grunts]

Whoa!

[indistinct chatter]

[tense music playing]

[gasps]

John.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Jenna's developed a fever.

We've started on a sepsis protocol

but I really don't think

this is the best time for visitors.

Look, this kid has known her forever.

It may be the only chance I get.

I have to call her father with an update.

-If he says no-- -We'll be quick.

In and out.

Scout's honor.

One thing I know about you, you were never a boy scout.

[tense music playing]

[door slams]

[shivering]

[suspenseful music playing]

[gasps]

[voices cheering indistinctly]

[suspenseful music playing]

[panting]

[doors thudding]

[grunting]

[suspenseful music playing]

[whimpering]

Whoa!

Ethan.

What the hell? You shouldn't be here.

Holly asked me to come to see how you were doing.

[thuds]

Shit. Come on.

Um, is this normal?

What is happening?

You're in.

[suspenseful music playing]

Come on, hurry up.

[pants]

-What? -You look good.

Like, better than I expected.

Give me a break.

I look like Freddy Krueger's nightmares.

You always were a fighter.

[indistinct electronic chatter]

This way.

Go, go!

Hurry up!

Get down.

[indistinct electronic chatter]

[suspenseful music playing]

[sighs] Shit.

That was close.

I'm not good at talking.

But... you knew that already.

You always said I could tell you anything.

Here I am,

not even knowing what to say.

It's just...

I don't know what I'm supposed to do.

Or tell you.

I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner.

Rayburn tracked me down.

Wait.

Rayburn sent you?

He thought I could help.

That's where he's wrong.

Me, Holly, we all want to help.

It's a little late for that.

Or haven't you been keeping up? I'm losing my mind, remember?

[dramatic music playing]

[Ethan] You love this song, remember?

You played it for me on the first day of school.

No one wanted to sit with me on the bus.

And then you got on.

[scoffs] You gave me an earbud.

And we just sat there, huddled together.

Listening to this song.

[dramatic music playing]

I never told you how much I needed that.

It felt like a lifeline to me.

[humming]

[dramatic music playing]

That's when I knew I could tell you anything.

It's why--

it's why you're the only one that knows who I am.

Who I really am, I mean.

I think about it every day.

Every single day.

About coming out.

How people would react.

Holly.

My parents.

My friends.

Holly would never forgive me.

Ethan, come on.

She won't be mad.

She might be hurt,

but she'll be relieved to know

it wasn't her.

The girl's had a crush on you forever.

I really screwed up.

No, you didn't.

Everyone has secrets.

Things we're afraid to face head-on.

Plus, you're talking to the almighty queen

of screw-ups and I say you're doing just fine.

I guess what I'm trying to say is, uh,

thanks, you know,

for letting me do this on my own time.

Just give me a minute.

Okay.

[dramatic music playing]

[indistinct chatter over PA]

[Rayburn] You're a brave kid.

[Ethan] If you ever tell anyone about this...

Not a soul.

As long as...

you don't talk about my seventh birthday.

Why, what happened? Someone steal your cake?

No one showed.

-It's not working. -[Rayburn] I can see that.

-I mean with Jenna. -Hey, don't overthink it.

Her response depends on

where her mind is at any given moment.

She could be locked in some memory cycle

she can't escape or fleeing some manifestation of her fears.

The options are endless, really.

Well, how can you be so sure?

'Cause I've been there.

I know coma patients who've made it out

and lived to tell about it.

Geez.

She must be going through hell.

If Jenna's inner world is anything like her drawings,

that would be an apt description.

Imagine all your fears,

all your nightmares coming to life.

That's why we need to reach her.

Keep giving her hope.

But what if me being here...

what if I'm just making it worse for her?

[thudding]

Um, everything okay, John?

Uh, we're making progress.

As a soda thief?

Never underestimate sugar.

[Ellen] Her father's on his way.

How well did you know her mother?

[tense music playing]

Ethan, hey.

These stairs go all the way to the basement.

I think we can use them to get backstage.

Jenna, I need to talk to you about something.

Okay, can it wait? 'Cause we're like minutes away

from Devin's performance and this is my chance

to finally show everyone who she really is.

It's about your mom.

What did you say?

What about my mom?

[machine beeping]

[Ethan] Do you ever...

think about her?

How beautiful she was.

How, uh...

how talented?

[moans]

[machine beeping]

Um...

it was--

it was such a waste.

What she did to herself.

What she did to you.

She gave up.

She quit.

Ethan, what are you doing?

How dare you talk about her?

Look around.

Look at where you are right now.

Is this it?

Is this what you want?

Go to hell.

Okay, this is my choice. My life!

Well, what's it gonna be, Jenna?

Are you gonna keep fighting?

Or will you end up like her?

[screams]

[machine beeping]

Oh, shit. What did I do?

-What did I do? -[machine beeping]

[Rayburn] It's not his fault.

This was my idea.

What are you doing here?

Ethan was just trying to help.

[screams]

I'm sorry that we pushed you, that I pushed you.

But right now...

I need you to try to settle down.

No, I trusted you.

And this is how you repay me,

bringing my friends into this shit?

Huh? Playing mind games?

I'm gonna get you help.

I already told you, no one can help me.

I'm doing this on my own.

[tense music playing]

[woman over PA] Dr. Travis, you have a visitor

in the main lobby.

Dr. Travis, a visitor in the main lobby.

That was, um...

intense.

You did well, Ethan.

Can you stick around a little longer?

I mean, it's getting late.

I have early practice.

Thirty minutes, please?

Sure.

Yeah. Good man.

[Stuart] What does that mean exactly?

[Ellen] She's developed a mild fever.

Not unusual in cases like this.

-We're keeping an eye on it. -[Stuart] Keeping an eye on it?

Is that your way of saying someone's not doing their job?

-Excuse me? -[Stuart] Not 12 hours ago,

my daughter was improving.

What caused this?

Maybe it was you,

stressing my kid out, trying to connect with her.

Mr. Frost, there could be dozens of reasons for this.

There are many facets to her condition--

The most renowned neurology center in the city

and you're gonna tell me you are in uncharted territories

-with a head injury? -Stuart.

What kind of operation are you running here?

The type of operation that has already saved

your daughter's life ten times over.

Recovery is not a straight line.

Setbacks are to be expected with critical care patients.

You know, when my son was 12, he flipped his four-wheeler.

It rolled three times and then landed on top of him.

When he woke up, he had to relearn how to speak,

and I had to trust the people that were trying to save my kid.

Now if you'll excuse me,

I have to get back to trying to save yours.

[soft music playing]

Well, that went really great.

I've known her almost a decade,

and I have never been able to get under her skin like that.

I don't have time for this.

You have time for the truth?

[cello playing]

[tense music playing]

Shit.

[Rayburn] Ethan.

I think you know Jenna's father.

Yeah. Mr. Frost, how are you?

-Sir. -Ethan.

I haven't seen you since sixth grade.

Ethan has been helping me with Jenna.

He reached her just now.

I don't understand.

Uh, she responded to him,

or rather the version of him that she remembers.

You are losing me here, John.

As her fever worsened, we were making inroads.

Getting through to her.

Ethan can turn this around,

but we need more time.

Is there a question coming here?

Can we have your permission?

For what?

[door opens]

[tense music playing]

[door opens]

[floor creaking]

[footsteps approaching]

-[grunts] -[gasps]

Ethan. Jesus.

I thought you left.

I came to apologize about before.

-I'm sorry for what I said. -You should be.

That was seriously uncool bringing her into this.

I didn't mean anything by it.

Okay? Rayburn and I were just trying to reach you.

Tell that asshole next time he tries to reach me,

I am going to punch him in the dick.

[heart rate monitor beeping]

[soft dramatic music playing]

I wanna show you something.

Um...

Do you...

recognize this?

[heart rate monitor beeping]

Who gave you that?

Rayburn?

Of course I recognize this.

These assholes are everywhere.

They don't want me to get to Devin.

Now at first, I thought it was all in my head.

The things that I drew coming to life.

And I didn't get clean to start hallucinating shit,

but they just--

they just keep coming.

Jenna, are you seeing them?

Are you deaf?

I just said yes. Okay? Keep up, will you?

[door opens]

We have to stay out of sight. Okay?

If they catch us, you know where they'll take us.

[tense music playing]

[doorknob rattling]

Remember, whatever you're dealing with,

I'm here for you. Okay, we all are.

Dude, shut up.

I know these things. Okay? Your imagination can be crazy.

Okay? But it's like hell, only you created it--

[suspenseful music playing]

Ow! Okay.

That's really tight.

What the hell is going on?

Wherever she is right now, he's in there with her.

In there?

The subconscious.

Shush.

[tense music playing]

Is it really worth it?

To stay the course?

Time is not on your side, Jenna.

[suspenseful music playing]

You and these drawings, what's the point?

[fire blazing]

Eventually, you'll realize

it makes no sense to keep fighting.

We have eternity.

You don't.

No one leaves.

Shit. Devin goes on soon.

Be right back.

What's up, ladies? Looking for me?

You know I'm still new at this, but let's see how it goes.

[yells]

Okay.

[grunts]

[grunting]

Hey. What is going on?

She's fighting.

[grunting]

You're bleeding.

I am?

Are you coming or what?

[panting]

Hey, you okay?

I gotta go, Jenna.

See you later, okay?

Ethan.

Tonight. All of it, I couldn't have done it without you.

Here, take this. And this.

[soft music playing]

[sighs]

I need a drink.

Well done, young man.

She's in there, Mr. Frost.

Don't ask me how, but...

[door opens]

...she is.

We'll get her stabilized.

You have my word.

Try and get some sleep.

Let's go, son.

[sighs]

Proud of yourself?

Oh, uh...

maybe this much.

[chuckles]

[door slams]

[tense music playing]

-[indistinct chatter] -[laughter]

[panting]

[eerie music playing]

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

Just this once.

No more.

I promise.

[breathing heavily]

[screams]

[glass shattering]

[tense music playing]

Did you see his face?

Case closed.

I wouldn't worry about him suing us after today.

[Ellen] Just roll up your sleeve.

Now you realize if you don't take this drug on a regular basis,

the tremors are only gonna get worse, right?

I saw you missed your last two appointments.

Ahh. Keeping tabs on me?

Hmm. Just trying to make sure

you don't become a patient of mine.

Won't do Jenna any good from a hospital bed.

It's just a flare up.

You worry too much.

It's my job,

especially when my friend is using psychedelics.

It's a prescribed treatment.

No. Prescribed by who?

I know what I'm doing.

Maybe you haven't heard me.

My duty is to that girl upstairs.

So is mine.

If she dies, whatever happened to her,

whoever is responsible gets away with it.

John, we're not cops.

No, we're not.

We're all she has.

Everyone in that girl's life has given up on her.

I know what that's like.

And I won't let it happen again.

[announcer] And now, our final performance

for the evening, welcome to the stage,

Devin.

♪ Didn't you feel notorious ♪

♪ When all they said Was torturous? ♪

♪ You're gonna hold my hand Until it bleeds ♪

♪ Fill my lungs With poisoned seas ♪

♪ Picking my heart Back off the floor ♪

♪ But it won't fit my chest No more ♪

♪ Deep water ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

[sighs]

[Devin] ♪ Deep water ♪

[grunting]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[muffled breathing]

[gasps]

[beeps]

[grunting]

[screams]

[muffled screaming]

[grunting]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[panting] Not today, Satan.

[Devin] ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

[yells]

-[grunting] -[audience gasping]

[panting]

Get back!

Take another step!

[panting heavily]

I'm sorry to interrupt, but it's time that we address

all the psychotic shit going on around here.

You're gonna pay for this.

[screams and panting]

Where do I start, huh? Huh?

Let's see. Oh, yeah.

Marcus and Devin sell drugs. Right?

You've bought from them. I've bought from them.

My friend Chris did too. Only one difference.

I think they sold him some bad shit.

That's why he killed himself.

And now they're trying to cover it up.

-[grunts] -[squeals and panting]

Chris was there at the motel party.

Some of you were there too. You saw what happened.

You know what they did!

Goddammit! Somebody talk to me, please!

[panting]

You know, they sell us their shit,

their garbage,

and we take it so we can forget about

all the bad shit that we see,

all the horrible shit that we feel.

But it doesn't make it better.

It doesn't, okay? Trust me.

It eats us alive.

Aren't you tired of losing friends,

people we love?

Isn't life hard enough?

Huh?

Now is the time, okay?

Stop protecting them and talk to me!

That's it, huh?

Well, screw you.

All of you!

-[light switch clicks] -[gasps]

[microphone feedback ringing]

[clapping]

Brilliant performance. Truly.

The comedy and the tragedy of Jenna Frost.

One night only.

You thought this was real?

[laughing]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[panting]

Hell of a show.

You haven't seen anything yet.

Neither have you.

Think.

What is it?

What am I missing?

[phone vibrating]

Shouldn't you be asleep?

Speak for yourself.

We got her fever down.

Why do I sense there's a "but" coming?

[Ellen] Well, her latest CT shows no change.

She still has serious brain swelling.

I'm afraid she's trending in the wrong direction.

And if things don't improve soon,

there will be some hard discussions ahead.

[dramatic music playing]

I'd like to try a Hail Mary.

I'm listening.

[Rayburn] What if we changed her environment?

We can't move her, John.

Well, you're gonna have to trust me on this one.

[wheels squeaking]

[faint panting]

[groans]

[groaning]

[suspenseful music playing]

This is what happens when you keep fighting.

You suffer.

You'd like that, wouldn't you? Having a go at me?

Let me out and you'll see.

Hmm. Another time, perhaps.

Your behavior hasn't done you any favors.

Neither has Rogaine, apparently.

[laughing]

Let's go.

[suspenseful music playing]

[indistinct electronic chatter]

[people crying]

[woman] Please, help.

Please.

[people chattering and sobbing]

Welcome to The Lair. Look familiar?

It should. You created it.

I won't bother explaining what goes on down here.

You already know.

It's not real.

Oh, it's as real as you remember it.

Right down to this... [sniffs] smell.

The more you resist, the more pain they receive.

Is that what you want?

Sooner or later, the ones that you love,

the ones that matter most will suffer even more.

[people chattering and sobbing]

[woman] Why are you doing this?

[Jenna] No, let them go.

[people chattering and sobbing]

[indistinct electronic chatter]

[Scylla] You keep running around,

trying to convince yourself

you still have a chance,

when the truth is, survival is not an option.

[indistinct electronic chatter]

What is this?

Oh. Just you wait.

[indistinct electronic chatter]

[Scylla] At last. We have your attention.

[suspenseful music playing]

[gasps]

[panting]

[groaning]

[grunts]

[grunting]

[groans]

Put her inside.

[groaning]

[panting]

Please...

Please, don't. Please, don't!

I'm gonna kill you, you know.

Not tonight.

[creaks open]

[Scylla] Let's go.

No! [grunts]

-[Scylla] Stop fighting. -No!

[Scylla] You're worthless.

[screams]

[suspenseful music playing]

[distant thunder rumbling]

[suspenseful music playing]

[grunting]

[suspenseful music continues]

[gasps]

-Hello? -[Scylla distorted laughs]

[laughing maniacally]

[♪ "RUSH" by Kaand playing]