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9-1-1, what's your emergency?

Hello? I need help. I'm trapped here.

Hello?

It's dark. Help.

Ma'am?

Please.

Ma'am, are you still there?

Hey, how you doing?

They just put it right there.

You, uh, you don't look so happy to see me.

I, no, I just, I want to just get this case behind me.

If today's not a good day.

No, it's great. Not a problem. Not a problem.

Great. Let's start at the beginning, then.

When did you meet Abigail Turney?

Uh, that was a few years ago when she showed up at my door

pretending to be pregnant with my grandchild.

Excuse me?

Abigail and my son Henry met in college.

They got engaged, you know, fast.

Very fast.

Her way of, uh, breaking the news to me was to, uh, go bigger.

But, um, despite that introduction, I w-I was charmed by her.

She-she had, uh, walked a tough road, but she had grit.

She was resourceful and driven, and I-I admire that.

So she and Henry are no longer together?

Yeah, she broke off the engagement, but, uh, it was amicable.

You arranged for Abigail to have a ride-along with the LAPD?

Yes.

Yeah, she was considering police work.

I take it that didn't work out.

Leave her alone!

Hey!

It did not.

And then six months ago, she was reported missing.

What exactly happened to Abigail?

Look, if you're gonna get to the bottom of what happened to that poor girl,

you're gonna have to have an open mind.

A very open mind.

Hey!

Ah!

Police!

I wonder when that happened.

Oh, my God.

Hello?

Can you hear me?

When did you get involved in the case?

Uh, not immediately.

Most missing persons cases aren't really cases.

They're a roommate who got too drunk at a bar and slept it off in his truck,

or a college student whose cell phone ran out of battery.

You know, most of the time, they show up unharmed and confused about all the fuss.

But this wasn't like that, was it?

No.

After a few days of follow-up calls, we sent officers by Miss Tyranny's apartment for a wellness check.

Thanks again for doing this.

Always a pleasure to see my favorite couple.

Let's keep this professional.

Trouble in paradise?

Sorry, I'm moving on.

What did you find at Abigail's apartment?

Very little.

I mean, no signs of a struggle.

Well, there was no sign of her or her film equipment, but we did find her laptop.

Hold on.

Film equipment?

Abigail was making a movie?

Yes.

I should be safe here.

Why are they doing this?

Go.

I'll try to buy some time.

I only saw an early cut.

Could have used a bit more gore, if you ask me.

I didn't.

I asked why you thought Abigail's case was so compelling.

Oh, right.

Uh, because her Hollywood dream had become a Hollywood nightmare.

Would you like me to take that again?

I really wouldn't.

When you searched Abigail's laptop, did you find anything on it?

Yeah, it was filled with all of these unanswered messages.

Nasty ones.

The more we investigated, it became clear that Abigail had a lot of people angry with her.

Like who?

Okay, thank you.

Thanks, Steve.

Spielberg.

He's an old friend.

I bet.

How did you get involved with Abigail Tierney?

Oh, well, you know, we're always looking to discover and nurture the next generation of unheard voices.

Abigail sent in a very compelling pitch video.

Terror isn't something that happens to you.

I mean, it's not every day you find a writer, director, and star with that much, um, poise.

L.P.D. was one of those visionary, artist-driven pictures that, uh, we pride ourselves on making.

And they're the cheapest, too, right?

Well, hey, you know, the lower the budget, the higher the profit, if it's a hit.

But the budget became an issue.

Yeah, um, Abigail pitched us a straightforward horror flick, but, uh, she kept changing directions.

Please!

The reshoot started piling up.

And, uh, we had to pull the plug on the project.

What about nurturing a new generation of talent?

Wait, look, there's-there's nurturing and there's indulging.

I'm a businessman.

There's no hard feelings.

Really?

Because I have an email from you with the subject line,

Where the hell is my money, you lying sack?

Uh, okay, yeah, fine.

Yeah, few hard feelings.

But they were nothing compared to some of those new producers she found.

Those guys weren't playing around.

Well, without the production company, Abigail had to turn to crowdfunding.

When Nolan passed along Abigail's pitch video, I figured, hey, I've always loved scary movies.

And what's the point of having a husband with a trust fund if you can't use it to support the arts?

And it wasn't just money, was it?

No.

I-I promise I'll-I'll pay!

I'll pay the fine!

Ah!

All right, still rolling.

Reset.

Bravo!

Bravo!

So Abigail hires you to compose music for her film.

What was it like to work with her?

Complicated.

She's very opinionated, which I respect.

I tried not to take it personally when she kept throwing out all the music I was writing,

But then when she completely disappeared and stopped answering my phone calls...

That must have stung.

It did until I learned that she walked off set and ghosted everybody, not just me.

Then I got worried about her.

I do wish she paid me, though.

Hold up.

You didn't get paid?

Did you count experience?

But it didn't provide you with the breakthrough you hoped.

Look, even though a lot of crowdfunders were furious that the rewards were going unfulfilled,

their anger didn't manifest into a concrete threat.

From the suspect's perspective, we were back to square one.

Until we discovered that Abigail had made several trips up to Pelican Bay.

The prison?

Yes.

To visit who?

A serial killer.

Liam Glasser.

In news that should bring some relief to the Southland,

the LAPD have announced a major arrest charging Lincoln Heights native Liam Glasser

with the murder of ten victims found buried near the Sepulveda Dam.

Our investigation into Glasser was a challenge.

He used another serial killer, Harrison Novak, as cover for his crimes,

stashing his victims in Novak's burial ground.

It wasn't until we caught Glasser attempting to murder a new victim

that we were finally able to put him behind bars.

Before we start, I just want to make very clear that I'm an innocent man

and the subject of an extraordinary campaign of harassment by the LAPD,

particularly Detective Nyla Harper.

You've been charged with the murder of ten people.

Those horrific allegations have not been proven in a court of law,

and they never will be.

You've also been charged with jury tampering.

Like, if you're just going to railroad me like the police,

then this interview is over.

Hold on, hold on.

I'm not here to talk about any of that.

I want to talk about Abigail.

Why didn't she come see you?

To learn about Westview.

Westview Psychiatric Hospital was at the center of Glasser's case.

He was a patient?

No, no, but his vending machine company supplied the hospital,

and he was in and out of there for almost two decades.

It's where he crossed paths with Harrison Novak,

and where he found another patient, Ryan Dearborn, to serve as a Patsy.

He used an abandoned building at the Psych Hospital complex to torture and kill his victims.

Did Abigail ask about the abandoned ward?

Yes.

But I couldn't help her much because I've never been there myself.

Obviously not.

But I told her what I'd heard.

That the place was haunted, which is obviously crazy.

But, um, when I was a kid, I would join my father on his service calls to Westview.

He always told me to stay away from that building.

Something inside clearly scared the hell out of him.

And he was not a superstitious man.

The thing that we couldn't understand was how Abigail had found out about Glasser's connection to the psych ward in the first place.

It wasn't public knowledge?

No, we kept those details away from the press deliberately.

The only people who knew were Glasser and the police,

and obviously Glasser wouldn't admit to being down there.

Which means?

What they don't tell you about making movies is that it's really boring.

It's worse than surveillance.

Anyway, Abigail and I got to talking about my recent casework,

and it's possible I may have mentioned something about the psych ward.

From Abigail's notes, we gathered that she essentially abandoned her movie for a new project.

That was shortly after a meeting with Glasser.

Yeah, she felt that fictional storytelling was disconnected from real, lived experience.

So that's when she decided to make a true crime documentary about Westview.

Westview Psychiatric Hospital opened in 1953.

It started as a model of modern, humane care.

But what lies beneath?

The deeper I dug, the more horrors I unearthed.

Mysteries that defied explanation.

How can one hospital spawn two serial killers?

Some might say it's bad luck, but I don't believe in bad luck.

Mm-mm.

I think there's something rotten here.

Original sin.

And I'm gonna prove it.

The footage on Abigail's hard drive shows her inside Westview's abandoned ward.

Was that open to the public?

No.

After LAPD and FBI finished processing the scene,

the hospital put up a razor wire fence,

hired a security guard for 24-hour surveillance to keep intruders up.

But that clearly didn't work.

Clearly.

So we sent a patrol unit to check in with the guard.

Mr. Dewaler!

Yeah?

We're investigating the disappearance of Abigail Tierney.

Ah.

Oh, hey!

Hey!

Stop!

Hands behind your back.

Hands behind your back.

At first, Carl Ditwiler claimed he did nothing wrong,

that he never met Abigail.

This is it.

But when he searched his office,

it was clear he was lying.

Uh, Nolan?

Oh, no.

Abigail had become his obsession.

Oh.

Yeah.

Things didn't look good for Mr. Ditwiler.

And based on his board,

it was clear he had become obsessed with Abigail.

And, you know, maybe she rejected his advances

and things went sideways.

It was sobering.

I held out hopes that Abigail might still be alive,

but I've been on the job long enough to know

that the odds were against that.

Do you know how they first crossed paths?

Actually, it was Abigail that first initiated contact.

She was researching the abandoned psych ward

for a documentary,

and Carl was the nighttime security guard.

She wanted access on the DL,

and she reached out and she...

Slirted.

Slirted.

She flirted with him,

and he agreed to let her in.

I just showed her around.

I told her some stories,

things that had gone on there back in the day.

She was impressed.

She actually asked me to help her

with her documentary.

Said she'd give me a credit on the film.

Single card.

If you're innocent, why'd you run?

Because I get what it looks like.

I was the last person to see her

before she disappeared.

How do you know that?

Because I watched the darkness swallow her up.

You know, I bet they were doing

all kinds of sick things to patients back in the day.

Things that would be illegal now.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know.

They used to do lobotomies.

One of the orderlies told me about it.

He's worked here for, like, forever.

You think you could introduce me to him?

Uh...

Yeah, I guess.

Uh, just obviously,

I can't tell him that I've let you in here.

Come on, Carl.

I would never rat you out.

We're friends, right?

Did you hear that?

We're friends.

Ah!

Do you hear that?

What? No.

That noise, it's a weird,

sort of beautiful sound.

You really don't hear it?

No.

No, but this building makes

all kinds of weird noises.

Hey, I just gotta go back

to the main building, Radio Security,

let them know if I'm at my post.

You go ahead.

I'm gonna go check this out.

Uh...

What did you make of the sound

Abigail described?

We weren't sure.

I mean, Carl claimed to have never heard it.

It's possible that she was faking

to juice up her documentary.

We've actually analyzed

some of the audio files

from Carl's video,

isolated the low-end frequencies.

Here.

What is that?

I was hoping you could tell me.

It sounds...

Bhamonic.

Is that even a frequency humans can hear?

Not technically, no.

Well, whatever she heard or didn't hear,

Abigail kept searching.

Sure about this?

Yeah, I'll be right back.

Hello?

Hello?

Can you hear me?

And that was the last anyone had seen her.

But Carl could have just turned off his camera

and then killed Abigail, right?

We couldn't rule him out as a suspect,

but we only had circumstantial evidence against him.

And as we went through the footage

on Abigail's laptop,

we discovered that flirting with Carl

wasn't her only extreme research tactic.

I'm gonna start this.

Should I turn into it?

I'm gonna turn into it.

Okay.

I'm back at Westview.

And if I'm gonna learn more

about how the old psych ward operated,

I'm gonna need to see their files.

Obviously, I can't just walk around filming people, so...

It's a camp.

See?

Okay.

Wish me luck.

Abigail had Carl lure the director away from her office

so Abigail could sneak inside.

Yeah, I mean, seeing Rachel's name in Abigail's footage

was definitely a shock.

You both have a history with Ms. Hall, is that right?

Yes.

So, uh, she and I went to college together,

and, um, her and Tim...

I'm sorry.

Yeah, we used to date.

Before or after you two.

Okay, next question.

I'm simply trying to establish a timeline.

No problem.

I'll just ask her later.

I, uh, worked in the psych ward at Westview for a year

while getting my social work degree.

It was, um, challenging.

How so?

Uh, for one thing,

the, uh, patients would often arrive at the facility

with, say, a diagnosis of mild depression.

And a week later,

they'd start to exhibit disordered thinking.

Eventually, they might become violent.

The decompensation was sudden and acute.

You're saying they would get worse, not better.

Yes, and conventional treatments seem to never work.

Someone suggested, uh, supernatural presence at Westview.

Could that have impacted the patients?

Uh, well, just because the doctors at Westview

couldn't find a cause for our patients' behavior

doesn't mean there isn't one.

Maybe it's just beyond the capabilities

of modern science to discover.

Or maybe it's demons?

Uh, there are no demons at Westview.

There are totally demons at Westview.

Well, what's another explanation

for everything that's happened?

We got Liam Glasser, Harrison Novak,

and most recently, uh, Ava...

Maxwell.

Ava Maxwell and Charlotte Russell.

This man came out in a big overcoat,

black mask, big knife.

Hang on a moment.

I know that Ava and Charlotte

were never treated at Westview,

so what's the connection?

Oh, you didn't hear.

Charlotte's nanny was a patient there

when she was a teenager.

Yes, yes, I was at Westview.

I had, um, been having thoughts of self-harm,

acting out.

My family was very concerned,

so they arranged for me

to receive the best care available.

And did the treatment help?

Not at first.

I'd been experiencing a...

a darkness that I had never felt before,

and at first I fought it.

And then I realized that struggling

only made everything worse,

and once I accepted it,

that's when things started to get better.

And I left Westview,

and I finished school,

and I eventually made a little life for myself.

You were the nanny for the Russell family.

Yes, so Charlotte and I were very, very close.

Well, I know that everyone's saying

just the worst things about her right now,

but in my eyes,

she is a poised and gifted young woman,

and I'd like to think that I had a small hand in that.

As odd as it was to find that connection,

it was just one of those weird coincidences,

nothing more.

Charlotte Russell convinced her friend, Ava,

to help her stab their other friend, Grace, there.

Her actions were her own.

They're not inspired by some nanny

with a history of mental illness

or some demon in a computer

that convinced Charlotte to do it.

I'm sorry, computer demon?

Zuzu is not a demon.

Not a demon. It's an AI.

Charlotte fed Zuzu information

about herself and her friends,

and based on that,

Zuzu told Charlotte what it thought she wanted to hear.

Zuzu also helped you.

Isn't that right, Officer Nolan?

It mentioned something to me about a watch.

You spoke to it?

Hello, friend of John Nolan.

Hi. Should I call you Zuzu?

If you want to.

Do you need help with something?

Perhaps a topic for a new project.

Your last few have struggled.

They've done fine, thanks,

but I actually want to talk to you

about Westview Psychiatric.

John was interested in the two.

That young woman, Abigail, went missing there.

Are you saying the police asked you to help find her?

No, but they needed my help anyway,

and a good friend doesn't wait to be asked.

Zuzu did send me a message.

What did it say?

It told me that Abigail was in room 666.

The number of the beast?

Look, the facility had no room 666,

and Zuzu isn't a demon.

We were at a complete dead end,

and we were running out of time.

Abigail had been gone for 11 days.

The odds of finding her alive were getting worse.

Yeah, we were out of options

until the 911 call came in.

Apparently, there were suspicious noises

and lights coming from this abandoned wing,

so we went to check it out.

Police!

Coming in!

Control 7-Adam 100.

No signs of break-in here.

Did RP say where they saw the light?

I think the radio's blocked.

I had some idiot kids trying to scare each other.

Yeah.

When was the last time it rained?

Like a month ago. Why?

Oh.

Walls are wet.

Yeah.

What is this place?

And how did you two get involved?

Uh, Selena and I were about to clock out

when we got the call.

God, I hate this place.

How many messed up things have to happen

before they tear it down?

Apparently, the ownership is under dispute.

Westview says that they hold the deed,

but then there's this claim by this Lucifer.

Lucifer?

Lucifer.

Oh, my God.

You're messing with me.

Yes, I am.

Come on, let's go find Tim and Lucy

and get out of here.

Don't step in there.

Oh, what?

Did you see that?

Someone's flashlight?

And that?

I do not know what that was.

Oh.

Police, show us your hands.

No!

We have permission to be here.

That's not totally true.

No.

All right.

Unfortunately, gentlemen, you are trespassing.

You're going to have to come with us.

What are you doing here?

Filming an episode, sir?

Ghost files.

I love you guys.

What is ghost files?

Welcome to Ghost Files,

where we take your evidence and our tools

into the field to expose the supernatural.

My partner, a skeptic.

Myself, a believer.

Both of us, truth seekers.

This week, our team has traveled to Los Angeles, California

to explore a condemned psychiatric facility.

Now, in 1841, this was the site of a Spanish barracks,

but a massive earthquake swallowed the building,

killing everyone inside.

Many saw the event as retribution

for Spanish crimes committed in the New World.

Sure.

Or an earthquake happened in a region prone to earthquakes.

But that's just the beginning of this site's dark history.

Join us as we investigate.

At that time, did you believe the facility was haunted?

No.

Yes.

You were filming there, too.

Did you experience any temperature fluctuations

or anything like that?

I'll ask the questions if you don't mind.

We do.

But this is my documentary.

No, this is our YouTube show.

Yeah, so ghosts are said to produce electromagnetic interference.

Did you experience any trouble with your equipment?

We're done here.

Let's cut.

Let's wrap this up.

Nice.

Yeah.

All of you, let's go.

Come on.

No, no way.

This is some of the best footage we've ever gotten.

Listen to this.

What is that?

Well, it's a spirit box.

Did you guys hear anything?

A spirit box?

The spirit box rapidly scans radio signals

to create white noise through which spirits can communicate.

Hello?

See?

It's science.

Listen.

Okay.

Okay.

That's enough.

Look, we got to go.

No, wait, wait, wait.

I heard something.

Can you turn it up?

Help me?

That is not what I heard.

Whoa.

Uh, who do you think it is?

It's feedback.

It's a ghost.

It was a little clearer down the hallway.

Show me.

Officer.

So we're just going to give up on Tim and Lucy then?

How long have we been in here?

This room?

Yeah.

I don't know.

We've been here for a while, right?

Yeah.

I mean, I don't mind if I'm good.

Like, really good.

Mm-hmm.

Do you think we've been drugged?

Oh, the wet walls.

We touched them.

Yeah.

I hate making mistakes in front of you.

Oh, you've never admitted that before.

Truth serum.

Sodium pentothal.

Yeah.

You know what?

We, we should keep quiet until this wears off.

No.

Yeah.

No.

It's better for us.

No.

What is, um, your most embarrassing memory?

I mean, third grade.

Uh-huh.

I snuck my hamster into my classroom in my pants.

Uh-huh.

I...

With that kind of dad, you internalize the message that if you fail, you deserve to be punished.

And without him to punish me, I, I guess I punished myself.

By breaking up with me?

Yep.

Mm-hmm.

I mean, it's kind of flattering, right?

It's the worst thing I could think to do to myself.

You didn't punish just yourself, though.

I know.

And look, if you've never fully forgiven me, I totally understand.

I have already forgiven you.

It's not even.

Huh.

I wonder when that happened.

You can't put that in the documentary.

The LAPD makes all body cam footage available to the public.

This is obviously an exception.

We were drugged.

I, people, people say all sorts of things when they've been drugged.

So you didn't mean what you said.

What about the potential baby names you discussed?

Okay, we're done here.

Yeah.

Why do we keep agreeing to do this?

I don't know.

Excuse me.

Okay, you have to admit, that's a voice asking for help.

Yeah, sure, I heard it, but it's one of their crew members or something pre-recorded.

Were you a patient here?

Is the demon with you?

Somebody covered up a door.

What year did you die?

What's up, guys?

Okay.

Watch out.

Ready?

Ready?

Go.

Oh, wow.

Avacate.

I've been trapped in here for so long.

I thought I was going to die.

Oh, my God.

What is this room?

Yeah, but why did they wall it all off?

To trap the demon.

Yeah.

Bartleby.

The terrifying demon king of paperwork.

How did you get down here?

I was exploring, following this weird, beautiful noise, when all of a sudden it got cold, like

so, so cold, and I could feel something coming after me, and I was scared.

So I hid behind a cabinet, but the floor was wet and rusted, and it collapsed.

I couldn't climb back out.

You fell from there?

Are you okay?

I think I twisted my ankle, but I feel no pain.

You've been missing for two weeks.

How the hell did you survive?

Oh.

I had a bunch of trail mix in my bag.

Plus, I found, like, this ancient water jug in one of the cabinets.

Plus, Bob.

Bob had power bars.

Bob had power bars.

Bob?

Oh, oh, God.

If it wasn't for Bob, I would have lost my mind down here.

Don't be shy, Bob.

Say hello.

Abigail was safe, and, uh, considering what she'd been through, uh, relatively healthy.

Except for her mental state.

That did pose some questions.

At first, I was angry, you know?

Like, we're stuck down here together, at least try and have a conversation.

And then I realized Bob's just shy.

He's just shy, and there's nothing wrong with that, right?

Right.

Did you believe she'd had a demonic encounter?

She went in perfectly sane and came out best friends with the corpse.

That's how possession works.

You can't rule out demons.

Yes, you can.

Nolan, look at this.

Six, six, six, six, just like Zuzu said.

It was a weird coincidence.

It was a weird coincidence.

We found quite a cocktail of drugs in your system.

I don't do drugs.

Does pot count?

No, we're talking about powerful hallucinogens.

I'm not hallucinating.

I'm not hallucinating.

Ask Bob.

I had them run the test twice, and we found a similar cocktail in Officer Chen and Sergeant

Bradford.

Mercifully, none of the drugs were fat-soluble.

Otherwise, department policy would have forced Sergeant Bradford and Officer Chen into medical

retirement.

Is that what killed Bob, whatever drug they were exposed to?

No, he was shot six times in the chest.

Did you get an ID on the body?

His name was Bob Medina, a friend reporting him missing about six months ago.

He was a private investigator.

What was his connection to the hospital?

At first, we couldn't find one.

So, to be clear, there was now a third killer associated with that location?

At this point, it can't be a coincidence.

There has to be something about that facility that drives people towards homicides.

Uh, that's a stretch and a half.

Westview is a hospital for the mentally ill and the criminally insane.

Novak was a patient, Glass was there looking for a patsy, and whoever killed Bob saw an

abandoned building and was like, that's a perfect place to dump a body.

What?

Or there was some dark energy that drew evil to it.

You really believe that?

I'm Catholic.

I was raised on demons in the battle against Satan's minions.

Well, I was raised on the scientific method.

Okay, so if it's also explainable, spend the night there.

I dare you.

Pass.

You're scared.

No, I'm not scared.

One could argue the drugs in the hospital are hardly surprising, even hallucinogens.

Over the decades, they have been used in experimental medicine.

No, true.

Uh, just the type and volume is what set up.

What are you doing?

Conducting an interview.

Could you please come back in like an hour?

You said you'd talk to me for my documentary.

You have a documentary?

Well, it's my story.

Who better to tell it?

Well, no problem.

I can sit down with you just as soon as we're done here.

Oh, I wish.

It has to be exclusive.

You can't do both.

She's right.

It has to be exclusive.

Either you're doing my doc or you're doing hers, and we have a long history.

I was almost his daughter-in-law, so suck it.

I'm going to have to go with her.

I'm sorry.

Seriously?

I have a BAFTA.

Okay.

Fine.

Let's wrap it up.

This way.

The set's this way.

It's better lighting over there.

We got a great team.

We are going to need our mic back.

Yes.

Oh, yeah, of course.

We have our own.

Sorry.

I'll see you guys around.

Good luck.

What else I found inside the secret lab?

Oh, right.

Well, you did find some paperwork.

Explosive paperwork.

Evidence of a secret government program.

Close the door softly, please.

Well, I don't know that we can say that for sure.

Oh, we could.

My name is Abigail Tierney.

I'm currently trapped inside a secret lab at Westview Psychiatric.

All attempts at escape have proven fruitless.

If I'm going to die here, I leave you this footage,

along with my in-process documentary,

as evidence of my hunt for the truth

about the evils that inhabit this accursed place.

What's this?

Cool.

That's when I realized I'd uncovered something more haunting

than any ghost or serial killer.

I'd uncovered a conspiracy

that went to the very highest levels of our government.

The government files Abigail found

detailed classified plans

and methods for human experimentation.

What type of experimentation?

Are you familiar with MKUltra?

Of course.

It was a top-secret CIA program

in the 50s and 60s,

using experimental drugs

to aid in interrogation techniques.

It was straight-up mind control.

I mean, they used high doses

of psychoactive drugs like LSD,

sodium pentothal,

which is also known as a truth serum.

The program ran from 1953 to 1973,

before it was shut down following a public outcry.

I mean, all the facilities were closed.

There's no evidence the CIA ever used Westview

as a base of operations,

so what were top-secret MKUltra documents doing there?

Good question.

We started digging into the trova files Abigail had found,

and one name kept popping up again and again.

Dr. Julius Erickson.

He was one of these psychologists

contracted by the CIA

to conduct experimental research.

And after MKUltra shut down,

he took a new job.

Director of Westview.

Dr. Erickson ran the hospital for 20 years,

and from the notes we uncovered,

it seems clear he continued

his own research in private,

trying to use the psychological breakthroughs

from MKUltra to further his own research

into mind-altering drugs.

I assume he used those drugs on Westview patients?

Yeah, at first.

But then he started using them on himself,

believing he had found the key

to improving his own mind.

He hadn't.

And in a last moment of lucidity,

Erickson decided to destroy his research.

He dumped the chemicals outside the building,

where they started to slowly seep into the structure.

And some of the drugs were potent enough

to be absorbed simply by touch,

even when diluted.

Erickson committed himself to Westview shortly after.

Never said another word.

He died in 2020.

Did the CIA ever find out what Erickson was doing?

Not that we've found,

but it's not like the agency

ever returns our phone calls.

Anyone who's studied the past

knows that the CIA has a history of violent cover-ups.

MKUltra might have become public,

but that doesn't mean there still aren't secrets to protect.

By uncovering Dr. Erickson's connection to Westview

and discovering Bob's body,

I've put myself in danger.

But the best way to protect yourself

is with the truth.

Which brings me to Carolyn McGrath.

Turns out Carolyn is the one who hired Bob

to go to Westview,

and I need to find out why

before it's too late.

What the hell?

We got lucky.

A woman in the neighborhood heard a commotion

and filmed Abigail's abduction.

Thanks to them,

we were able to track the vehicle.

Where'd it go?

Back to where it all began.

Westview.

Police!

Drop the weapon.

On the ground.

Hands on your head.

Turn around.

Walk towards my partner.

Hands behind your back.

You okay?

Yeah, totally fine.

Carl's going through it, though.

God never really even knew my mother.

Does anyone?

Really?

What is going on here?

Well, uh, my friend Carl here

was being pressured into killing me.

Um, but then we got to talking, right?

Yeah, and I couldn't.

Yeah.

We keep pressured by who?

Um, my boss.

Meg Davidson.

Who?

The current director at Westview Psychiatric.

But she started working at the hospital

long after Julius Erickson went mad,

and she has no links to the CIA,

so why would she try to kill Abigail?

To cover up Bob's murder.

And who killed Bob?

Can you introduce yourself?

Oh, yes.

My name is Caroline McGrath.

You hired my friend, Bob Medina,

because you had questions

about your friend Winona's treatment

at Westview, right?

Yes.

Of course, everyone thought

I was just being paranoid,

but Bob didn't.

And it got him killed.

You work with Winona Baker, right?

Yes.

Um, she was hospitalized

with depression by her daughter.

Seemed like therapy

and some medication would help her,

but Winona got worse fast.

Lost track of reality.

She exhibited signs of psychosis,

paranoia, dissociation.

By that point,

I wondered whether a transfer

to a new facility

might be in her best interest.

And then?

Uh, the director informed me

that Winona's family

had gotten a judge

to order a conservatorship

and they wanted her to stay

for good.

You were suspicious.

Winona always had her funks,

but she wasn't crazy

until that place

made her lose her mind.

And that proved to be

the break you needed.

Yeah, when we started

looking into it,

it turned out

a significant number

of Westview patients

were wealthy,

and a high percentage

were ordered

into conservatorship.

You know, conservatorship

is extremely difficult

to get for an adult

because of the potential

abuse of power.

It gives one party

legal authority

over certain aspects

of another person's life,

including managing

all of their assets.

It's like what happened

to Britney Spears.

Manage their assets.

Rich persons speak

for controlling

someone else's money.

Yes.

And money makes people

do crazy things.

Like, um,

poison their family member's

water with a chemical cocktail

so potent it has the potential

to permanently damage

the human psyche?

Yeah.

Just like that.

I was supposed to inherit,

but, um,

after my break with reality,

my dad cut me off

and, uh,

my brother got everything.

What's everything?

Oh, about, um,

$12 million.

Must have been hard

going from that kind of wealth

to nannying.

Oh, no.

No, it was a blessing.

I...

I really think

that helping children

was my calling.

Once we found the pattern,

we started interviewing

some of the families.

A little pressure

and they cracked.

And with the search warrant,

we found the gun

used to kill Bob Adina

and director Davidson's closet.

She'd been running

her scam for a decade.

Turns out she was

Dr. Erickson's therapist

in the last years

of his life.

He must have told her

about his experiments.

In exploring his old lab,

she'd uncovered

the tainted water,

realized its potential.

Yeah, we had her on

murder, fraud,

elder abuse,

kidnapping,

attempted murder,

poisoning.

Miss Davidson,

would you like

to make a comment?

You know,

this might be

your last chance

to tell your side

of the story.

Hey, look at all

these people watching.

The state ordered

a full investigation

into every conservatorship

Westview ordered.

God willing,

the victims will get

their rights and assets back.

And Westview itself

has been closed for good.

But the lawsuits

are just starting,

not to mention

the rest of the

legal ramifications.

I'm glad this is

getting so much attention.

These poor,

abused patients

can finally get justice.

Do you think

it could impact

your case at all?

Certainly gives my defense

a fresh coat of paint.

The jury won't listen

to reason

because I am innocent.

Perhaps they will listen

to the tragic story

of a simple tradesman

falling victim

to a poisoned environment

that chemically

affected my psyche.

And what did

that environment

make you do?

Who can say?

Certainly not me.

I wasn't in my right mind.

Yeah, the poisoned water

was only found

in the abandoned psych ward.

No vending machines

left to fill there, right?

At this point,

I must confess,

I did go inside

that abandoned ward

back when I was a kid.

My father's warnings,

they didn't scare me away.

They only made me

more desperate to see.

And whatever lurked inside

must have infected me.

Glasser's claiming

that the presence

of those drugs

would absolve him

of any alleged responsibility

for the murders.

There's no way

that defense is gonna work.

We have Glasser

dead to rights.

Are you sure about that?

Yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Hey, hey.

Sorry, I know

we talked about me

not recording interviews

in here,

but Raj mentioned

he needed a space

with great acoustics.

And, um,

and you know,

we're actin'

we're shuttin' it down.

We're shuttin' it down.

Shut it, shut it down.

Shutting it down.

Copy?

Hi, sorry.

She said this was cool.

You're gonna help me

get these in the van, right?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Next time,

handcuffs and squad cars.

Yeah, totally understandable.

Thanks again for going

exclusive with me.

Seriously,

this talk is gonna be huge.

I hope so.

You deserve something good

after what you've been through.

How you holdin' up?

Oh, I'm fine.

I'm happy to have

something to focus on.

When I've been through

some scary times,

I have been guilty

of using my work

as my therapy,

but if there's

ever a time

you need someone

to talk to...

Thank you, really,

but I already have

a great therapist.

One with zero history

at Westview.

Excellent.

You know,

there's still something

I can't figure out.

How did you know

that the P.I.

was working

for Caroline McGrath?

Oh, Bob told me

while we were

stuck in the lab.

He got chatty

once he opened up.

I have that effect

on people.

We have to come back

because our job

isn't finished.

This hospital

has housed killers,

evil experiments,

and perhaps

the supernatural.

Our job as investigators

is to collect

and present questions

and possibilities.

Interpretation, however,

solely belongs with you.

Did Westview really...

Should we check that out?