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Mmm Mmm Mmm

I've been here long after they moved on, long after they thought I was gone.

See, I was killed here.

But I never left.

I'm still here.

Watching.

Waiting in the shadows.

I'm the true owner of this place.

The one who died here holds the title.

Not the living who can't go.

They think they're just passing through.

Borrowing what's mine.

But I own every brick, every corner, every whisper of this house.

And now I'm tired of waiting.

I've been patient, silently lurking in the dark.

But enough is enough.

That funeral felt longer than it should have.

Yeah.

That's what 2 hours of silence would do.

Want tea?

Or something stronger?

Tea.

I'm too wiped for whiskey.

Okay.

This all doesn't feel real.

Like Mom's gone and folding laundry.

Hey.

You don't have them packed tonight.

They can wait.

I just keep, like, expecting her to call.

Like, to tell me, Sharon, have you never packed dinner?

Who's that?

I don't know.

Thomas, everything okay?

Sharon, I've started to bother you so late.

I owe you an apology for trespassing while you were gone.

Trespassing?

I didn't mean to.

I heard noises coming from your place, lights flicking on and off, so I thought maybe someone broke in.

I checked around.

Checked around?

How?

Just outside the windows.

I knocked, but no one answered.

I looked through the living room window and saw someone sitting there.

Who's sitting?

Sorry, sitting where?

That chair.

Thomas, no one was home.

We don't have a sitter, and no one has keys.

I know what I saw.

Someone was right there.

I just Still, I knocked again, got no answer, so I left.

Didn't want to overstep what I already had.

Okay.

Um, yeah, thanks for telling us.

Want to come in?

Grab a drink?

Oh, no, I shouldn't.

Come on, Thomas.

You look a little spooked.

Yeah, come on.

I'm trying to get out of here.

So, what, this person was just in our apartment?

Like, sitting on the chair?

I know it sounds crazy, but I can stick around to figure it out.

I'm sorry.

I should have called.

You should have called the cops.

I didn't see any break-in.

No locks were busted.

Nothing.

Just the lights, the noises, and that figure.

OK.

Say you did see something.

What, was it like a trick of the light?

Shadows, maybe?

Maybe, but it felt like a Strange?

No, no, like deja vu.

Are there a lot of break-ins here?

This apartment has a history.

A history of what?

Strange happenings.

Okay, well, thanks for letting us know.

We'll keep an eye out.

I'm home only a stone's throw.

Yeah.

Sorry again.

You too.

Thank you.

He's a little paranoid, but he wins well.

Strange happenings.

Paranoid or not, he saw something.

Let's look around.

Yeah, I can.

Boss are fine.

Nothing's missing.

What about my jewelry?

Yeah, the jewelry's here too.

My underwear?

Underwear?

Are you serious?

Yeah, sometimes nice talkers like to take them as like souvenirs.

Okay, now who's the paranoid one?

think Mom's messing with us?

Come on.

Sylvia was a prankster, but hauntings.

That's a bit much, even for her.

Don't you think?

Come on, let's go to bed.

You believe him about the figure?

I believe he thinks he saw something.

Doesn't mean it was real.

Heard that?

Yeah.

Maybe it was the pipes.

Yeah.

You know, the place is settling.

Old buildings and all.

But we haven't welcomed her yet.

She's not going anywhere.

Welcome to your new home, Mom.

It's only temporary, but you're a welcomed guest.

Good night, Mom.

Hey.

Let's go to sleep.

Come

You must be Sharon.

You must be.

I live here.

I'll live here long after you leave.

You have something for me.

Something you don't know what to do with.

That Greek last night?

It sounded close.

Like it was right here in this room.

Old floors, Sharon.

They make noise.

You know this.

It wasn't the floors.

Like, it felt deliberate.

What if it's What if it's her?

Mom in the urn?

You think Sylvia's haunting us?

Come on.

She'd be rearranging her spice rack, not creaking around.

She'd hate the spice rack, but like, I don't know, it's weird, right?

Like Thomas seeing someone, the noises.

Yeah.

Hey, by the way, where did these come from?

It was strange I found them on the shelves.

See the name on them?

Mrs. Harris?

Our landlady?

You don't think could she have been in our home?

When did you find these?

When we got back after the funeral.

Well I don't want to think, but it seems like she was in our apartment while we were gone.

Look what she possibly want.

Well, she could have, like, cleaned up the place.

Maybe that's what Thomas saw.

Just, like, in the rocking chair, just sitting there.

Nah.

Let's just wait for her to see if she comes back for them.

I mean, it's not like she stole anything.

Hey.

Not much to steal.

Okay.

Hey.

We're stressed.

Okay, grief does that.

Face, tricks.

Okay.

I got that meeting.

You okay with staying here?

Yeah.

I'll find something to do with myself.

Mom, if you're in there, give me a sign.

There.

Closer to me.

Listen.

It's in here with us.

Niv, look.

Okay, um, that's not normal.

It's the urn.

It's mom, she's visiting us.

Sharon, we don't know- No, Niv.

The noises, the figure Thomas saw, now this?

It's her.

See?

Just ashes.

Nothing weird.

Why does it feel wrong?

Sharon, this thing, it's messing with you.

It's messing with us.

We have to get rid of it.

No, it's my mom.

I can't just throw her away.

No, no, no.

Not throw her away.

Scatter her.

Somewhere she loved.

The park.

The lake.

Somewhere peaceful.

Maybe later this week.

I need time.

Yeah, fine.

Let's just move it, okay?

Just to be safe.

Think I'll stop it?

I think that we should go to bed.

We'll figure it out tomorrow.

Nev!

her, I told you.

We didn't touch this belt last night, did we?

Alright, whatever, let's just go get some air.

Whoa.

Where did you come from?

You scared the hell out of me.

I'm sorry.

I was just walking by.

You really are peeping, Tom.

OK.

OK.

Calm down.

Excuse us.

We're just down.

We're just trying to get some air.

Oh, yes.

Of course.

Of course.

What's the problem?

Are you guys OK?

No.

I smell gas.

Something is seriously wrong, Thomas.

You think it's the urn?

My mom's ashes.

Weird stuff has been happening since we brought it back.

Like what?

Moises at night, the sofa cushion compressed like someone sat there, and now the stove?

Gas on, no flame.

Are you sure you didn't leave it on last night?

I didn't touch it.

What did I cook?

Nothing, as usual.

I've heard stories before about objects pulling onto something, spirits maybe.

It's my mom.

I know it sounds crazy, but it's her.

Or it's this place.

You know, bad pipes, faulty wiring.

Why don't I take the urn?

Just for a night.

See if things calm down.

Okay.

Be careful with it.

I will.

Come on, I'll walk you out.

I only want to help.

You'll be fine.

Thanks Thomas.

I feel like you're not on my side.

I'm always on your side.

But we've been through this before.

Remember?

You seeing things?

Hallucinations?

Are you still taking your meds?

I knew it.

You won't let that go.

You keep hanging it over my head like a noose.

This is different.

I know you feel it too.

OK, I'm sorry.

sorry.

I love you.

I won't bring it up again, OK?

I love you too.

It's too quiet.

Maybe you were right.

I mean, I want to say it is, but it could be the arm.

Don't look so relieved.

I'm not crazy.

I'm not as crazy as you think.

What is it?

Nothing.

He was just tall.

He scared me.

Yeah, he's good at that.

Hi, Sharon.

How are you?

So, uh, how was last night?

Better.

Happy to say it was uneventful, you.

No noises at my place.

Nothing weird.

That's good.

Thank you for watching over it.

Are you sure you want this back?

I mean, if it is haunted, it wants you, not me.

Of course, I do.

Everything will be fine.

Look, it's better to be safe than sorry.

Why don't we lay her to rest and send her off?

I will.

You will.

Sooner than later, I hope.

So my mom's are in its haunted?

What are we going to do with it?

I don't know.

Maybe keep her in a safe place.

Anywhere but here.

We'll figure it out.

Let's just live with it.

Sure.

Have a nice night.

You haven't eaten or drank anything all day?

I'm not hungry.

You smell that?

No, nothing.

What, maybe the drain is clogged?

Help me!

Sharon?

hey.

Hey, hey.

What are you doing?

Sharon.

I don't know how to get here.

Come back to bed, please.

Come

You didn't sleep last night, did you?

I'm fine.

No, you're not.

Okay, you're You're different.

Ever since the urn came here.

Okay, I'm calling Ashley.

You need someone else to call I don't need anyone.

I'm not leaving this place.

Do you remember last summer on that cruise with the girl?

Security came to take her away, but her parents stopped them?

Next morning, she went missing.

She didn't go missing.

She jumped.

Yes.

But if her parents hadn't stopped them, maybe she would be alive today.

So let me get you some help, because I'm not qualified to help you.

Sharon, are you listening to me?

Sharon.

So You think your mom's ashes are haunting you?

It's not just the ashes.

It's like this place.

The noises.

The smell.

The feeling like she's here.

Oh, Cher.

I mean, you just lost your mom.

And grief can It's not grief.

She's leaving me clues.

Clues to what?

She's not herself, Ash.

She won't eat.

Won't leave the apartment.

That's Okay.

Dumb question.

Uh, what if we just take the urn somewhere else?

Just for like a little while?

No.

She stays.

I've tried.

Look.

We're here for you.

But this This is scaring me.

Sharon, you look exhausted.

I can tell that you haven't eaten or slept or showered.

I'm fine.

I don't need you babysitting me, my little lily.

Um, we're not babysitting you.

We're just working.

Gosh.

you seen anything like this before?

I mean, I've seen some weird stuff at my retreats, but nothing like this.

Does she remind you of anyone?

Yeah, her mother.

She called me her little lily, and her mom was the only person in the world that has ever called me that.

She's even starting to smell like her.

Oh, I get it.

You tore me out of the way.

How long have you been sneaking around behind my back?

Sharon.

No, don't lie to me.

I see how you 2 look at each other like you think I'm crazy, but I know.

No, Sharon, we're just trying to help you.

Get out!

Both of you, just leave me alone.

Oh, come on, Sharon.

Come on, let's just go.

OK, we can't reason with her.

We're going to be back.

No, get out!

Both of you, just leave me alone!

Sharon, we're going to be back, OK?

I love you.

Okay, I don't know how you think that is, but that is not your girlfriend.

Yeah, no, you got that right.

The urn has legitimately changed her.

Need help.

Like, professional help, like a psychic.

A psychic, really?

Not a psych ward?

Okay, maybe a priest.

I'm serious, do you have a better idea?

I mean, she's acting crazy, she's accusing us of an affair and throwing stuff.

I mean, come on.

Whatever is in that urn, it is not just grief.

Yeah, fine.

We need to find someone fast.

Do you know anyone?

What about all that power of Christ compels you stuff?

It's that serious.

She's acting possessed.

It's like something's, like, taking over her body, something not from this realm.

You said she brought him an urn.

Describe it.

Her mom's ashes are inside.

And the urn itself.

Give me a description of the urn.

It's ceramic, with these gold swirls around it.

Swirls?

Is there anything else?

The gold is swirling around these black sections, almost like black ink.

It's probably not real gold.

Or is it real gold?

It could be gilded with gold.

Swirls can be random, but they can often depict an image.

I'll be happy to look at it for you.

See, objects hold energy.

It can be benevolent or malevolent.

It's influencing her and it's feeding on her grief.

Can you help her?

I can try.

How much?

It's two thousand for the visit, and another three thousand if a ritual is needed.

This is literally all I have.

Oh, you brought a guest.

How lovely.

Her hands are just literally What?

Hey,

No, it's not her wrist.

She just, uh, cut her fingertips.

Sharon?

This is Madame Elena.

She's here to help.

Sharon?

No, dear, I'm Mother.

You know that.

Mother, is it?

I'm here to talk.

May I sit?

Of course, dear.

Make yourself at home.

Do you smell that?

Yeah, like rotting flesh.

Mother, you seem comfortable here.

Can you tell me why you're staying?

I'm needed here.

Isn't that why you're here?

We're all needed for one reason or another.

Sharon, you're not.

You're mom.

And we brought the urn back from her funeral.

Funeral?

I remember you dropping flowers on me.

Sweet.

Now there's going to be a funeral for a girl who died a year ago to this very day.

A year ago today?

Can you explain?

Can you give me a name?

Her life was taken right here in this very apartment.

Stabbed, asphyxiated, left to bleed out.

Her name was Patti.

Okay, I believe you.

Nev, did you know there was a murder here?

So you discovered a murder.

Can you explain how it happened, or dare I ask the name of the murderer?

What was that?

Something's trying to surface.

An uninvited guest.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

What is is that?

It's her.

Oh, my

still here.

I'm calling the landlady.

You're saying the sink had teeth?

That's disturbing.

That's not all.

Sharon, she said something about a missing girl from here about a year ago named Patty.

There was a tenant.

Patty Grayson.

Whiny little thing.

Went missing this time last year.

Police search.

Found nothing.

Assume she skipped town.

You just decided not to tell us?

No evidence of foul play.

She left this place a total dump.

Some tenants cause trouble and don't clean up after themselves.

I was glad to see her go.

Sorry, what's that supposed to mean?

Nothing, just you believe stuff behind.

Place was clean when you moved in.

Didn't think it was any of your concern.

The spirit disagrees.

I'll, um, check the record.

See if there's anything else.

Before you leave, uh, you might want your keys back.

How'd those get there?

How about as your uninvited guest?

Sharon, Sharon, hey, look at me.

You're not her, okay?

Please, Sharon.

I'm sorry, dear.

Sharon dressed him.

She needs a purification now before it's too late.

Okay, listen, you 2.

Once I start the prayer, I cannot stop.

It's imperative that I'm not interrupted, okay?

I must not stop.

By any means.

If someone wants to walk through that door, you stop them.

If this place was to catch on fire, you put it out.

Ready?

Is she gonna levitate?

Won't you be surprised?

God and Father of our Lord, I appeal to your holy name, humbly begging your kindness that graciously grant me the help against this and every unclean spirit, now tormenting this creature of yours through evil spirits.

And I rebuke you in the name of the spirit.

I command you, I'm clean sir.

Whoever you are, along with all your minions, now attacking this servant of God by the mysteries of the Incarnation, the Passion, the Resurrection, and the Ascension of our Lord Jesus, by the descent of the Holy Spirit, by the coming of our Lord for judgment, that you tell me, by some sign, your name, and the day and hour of your departure.

And I command you, moreover, to obey to the letter.

I, who am a minister of God, despite my unworthiness, nor shall you be emboldened to arm, in any way, this created creature of God, or the bystanders, or any of their possessions,

May the blessing of the Almighty God, Father, Son and Spirit come upon you and remain with you forever.

Amen.

That went better than expected.

What's next?

Next?

Is that it?

She's healed?

She's cleansed?

Not exactly.

That was a minor exorcism.

What she needs, what she actually needs, is a major exorcism.

You gotta be kidding

I Okay.

Let's run it again.

Let's take the gloves off this time.

I'm afraid It needs preparation.

It needs commitment.

It needs It needs the Holy Spirit to come back in.

This isn't gonna end well, is it?

I'm afraid not.

Spirit has ulterior motives.

And until we know what those motives are, I'm sorry, but we can't help her.

No, we can't stop.

I won't stop.

I'll die if I have to.

I am not going to let that happen.

OK?

Just keep her calm.

All right?

You gotta keep her calm because the spirit, it might not be her mother.

Oh, she's gotta be kidding.

Ash, give me your phone.

I assure you, they are no mix-up.

The ashes were processed with strict protocol.

That is Sylvia Strong's earn.

You're sure?

There's no way it could be someone else's ashes?

No.

We handled one cremation at the time.

It's her.

Undoubtedly sealed with confirmation.

Hey, wait.

Do you have proof of that?

Yes, of course.

Okay, I'm gonna have to see that.

I know it's late, but I'm coming over right now.

only a couple of cities away, so I'll see you soon.

No, no.

It's after business.

We can't leave her alone.

Madame Milena said that we have to stay here and distract her and keep her calm until she gets back.

I'm going.

You're gonna stay.

No, I am not.

I am not staying without her.

You have to.

I'll be right back, okay?

I just need to bring the urn with me.

And how the hell are you gonna do that?

You said it yourself.

Distract her.

God.

is too much.

Can you share, honey?

You need to put your hands through it pretty bad.

I won't let you take it.

If you take it, you will lose me forever.

I won't do it.

Do you hear me, you little tramp?

Okay, you win.

I won't touch the urn.

Please, do not hurt Sharon.

Do you still want me to stay?

No, of course not.

Come on.

Let's go.

Are you okay?

Thanks for now.

This seems like all she cares about is the urn.

So let's go.

Okay, so you said there was no mix-up with the urn.

I'm sorry, there has to be an explanation for what's happening.

Let's start at the beginning.

The deceased was Sylvia Strausen.

Passed at the 13th of this month at the Baptist Hospital.

We pick her up from there and we get her here.

We tug her.

Pardon me, we process her on the 20th.

And the and the 20th On the 20th, we cremated her and gave her the identification of 1212.

You can find it on the bottom of the urn.

Okay, 1212.

Ash, remember that.

And that's it.

No letters or anything, just numbers?

Look, our process is airtight.

One body at a time.

Seal it.

Double check.

1, 2, 1, 2.

It's her identification for cremation number.

Hey, like I say, you can always find it in the bottom of the urn.

1, 2, 1, 2.

And we will be contacting the police if you're wrong.

All right?

OK.

Thank you.

1, 2, 1, 2.

1, 2, 1, 2.

Thank you.

1, 2, 1,

Hey, you 2 okay?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

close enough.

Come in, Thomas.

We gotta talk about something.

Is it about the urn thing?

I heard yelling all day.

Yeah, it's worse than anything.

Just come on.

Come

Ah, there is something seriously wrong with Sharon.

She's gotten worse.

We tried a cleansing on her earlier.

Wait, do you say a cleansing?

Like an exorcism?

No, no, like a Yes, okay, she was possessed.

Okay?

Anyways, we should have never taken that urn back from you.

Now she's claiming to be her deceased mom.

And even worse, she's threatening to kill herself if I take away the urn.

And there's more.

She's claiming to know about the missing girl who lived here before us.

We?

She mentioned Patty, the one who was

killed yeah how well did you know her was it true that she was killed here hold on

How do you know she was killed?

Nobody knows what happened to her.

Even the landlord thinks that she just went missing without a trace.

But yet, here you are, being the only person here to know that she was murdered.

Well, I figured as much.

I mean, she was always talking about the occult.

Life after death and the swords.

So when she went missing, it's only reasonable to suggest that someone killed her.

She killed herself.

If you know anything about that girl's disappearance or murder, as you put it, now might be the time to speak up.

That's not Sharon.

That's someone else.

Doc, you've seen some stuff here before.

Anything else we should know about this apartment?

No, no, no, no.

Just the noises, the lights, the figure in the chair.

I mean, at first I thought it was paranoid, but I'm not so sure.

Sharon, hey, you have help coming, okay?

Sharon, they were still in there.

Hold on, we're going to fix this.

past has a cruel way of unearthing itself, doesn't it?

You're all treading on dangerous ground.

Unearthing memories that are better left entombed.

I'll take my leave.

There are some truths that are too sharp to handle.

Rest assured, I'm never far.

You finally came back.

I hope the money was well spent.

Please, no!

Don't, don't!

I won't tell her!

That's not fair.

This is too much!

This is getting out of hand, even for me!

No, no, Thomas, you're not leaving.

Why is she looking at you like that?

There's something off with him.

Thomas, you know I needed that money.

Thomas, talk.

You know something about this, don't you?

About Patty?

The murder?

I already told you.

That woman that was here in your apartment?

No, no.

I don't know anything else.

Then why are you acting like you're about to vote?

What are you hiding?

You were there.

In the kitchen with the pomegranates?

What is she talking about?

Huh?

What did you do?

Utter nonsense!

She's off her trolley and you're all entirely deranged!

She was the best neighbor I ever had.

I really liked her.

I'm telling you, I'm I don't know why he did it.

You killed her.

Patty Grayson.

She blamed me for stealing her money.

I tried to convince her no matter how hard I tried.

She did it to herself.

Did what?

Or have you blocked it from your memory?

Or do you fantasize about it every night?

I tried to forget it.

The look on her face when she realized.

grabbed the knife to scare her.

She lunged, and it just happened.

I panicked.

You killed her, you bastard.

What did you do with the body?

I did what I could with it.

I hit as much as I could.

I took the head.

And the plumbing.

The plumbing took the rest.

Bones.

hair.

teeth.

I'm not hiding anymore.

You're still here.

Watching me die.

You thought you could make me disappear, but I'm still here.

I killed you!

I killed you!

Thomas, stop!

You don't want to do this.

Stop.

There's no point hurting us, Thomas.

We already, already know.

Patty?

Patty, is that you?

We were friends!

It's in my head!

This place!

This place is in my head!

I'm dead!

I'm dead!

You took everything from me!

uh

You scared me.

How could you have done this to me?

I know you took it.

You don't think I'm that oblivious, do you?

I think you're misremembering.

Thomas, you know I've been saving this money.

I told you I had to pay the courts or else I'm going to jail.

How many times did I tell you?

Stop accusing

You're not getting away with this!

I know it was you!

It was you!

you

I don't know.

hmm hmm

you

Mmm mmm mmm

Is this where it is?

She's here.

I can feel it.

God.

It's about me.

He left me here.

Thought no one would find me.

We found you.

I guess you found us.

Eye for an eye.

She can finally rest now.

Please work.

You're free to go now.

So please bring back our Sharon to me.

And rest in peace.

She did what she wanted.

Now let her go.

That's we're letting you go.

On the 20th, we cremate her and we give her endification number.

You can always find it in the end of the earth.

1, 2.

1, 2.

1, 2.

1, 2.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, help me.

Hmm.

Mm.

I know you're in there.

Come on, Thomas.