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Want to do my nails and play chess?

Later.

Which earrings you think I should wear to Trent's sleepover?

Hoops or studs?

No, but hoops or studs? Which are cooler?

What?

Hey, come on, get ready.

Jen, how…

How do you know so much about dating?

About boys?

I don't know, it's easy.

Who do you like?

He sent me flower and hug emojis,

then stopped replying.

Heard him say I'm a loser with no ass.

A freak.

What? Who?

Oh, him. Fuck him!

He's so fake.

He totally has borderline personality disorder.

Hey, I know something fun.

Have you heard of Amorosa?

What?

It's the dare you do in the bathroom.

You turn off the lights, lock the doors,

say how many followers you have,

and then you invite Amorosa for a selfie.

If she shows up, you get 100,000 new followers.

Who said that?

The mayor's daughter did it, and she got like 150,000 new followers.

No wait. 170,000.

But if you're on your

phone all the time and ignoring the people around you,

she shows up, and she takes your soul.

I totally dare you to do it.

No, you do it.

Are you scared?

If I do it, will you finally pick earrings and do my nails?

Yeah.

By the way,

that is one of the top ten hottest asses in school, hon.

Stick with me, and it'll totally get you a boyfriend tonight.

I promise.

Hey, Amorosa.

I have 210 followers on Insta.

How about a selfie?

Is your phone exploding with likes yet?

Hey, did you get your period?

Yeah, why?

Come see these burgundy sweats, they're so hot.

Jen… Jen?

Die…

Jen!

Jen!

What now!

-Hello? -Hello.

Is this Bella Hawthorne?

It's Kate Founier. I called you earlier. Please.

I need your help.

My daughter Kylie is missing.

She hasn't been seen in a month.

The police think that she ran away.

They won't investigate anymore.

I think that something…

paranormal has happened to her.

Something bad.

I can pay you whatever you want.

Money isn't an object.

Look me up,

please.

I'm begging you, Bella.

Kylie, she's my baby.

Please?

She said her daughter's missing.

What do you think I should do?

Yep. It's decided.

I'm getting the fan boat with the harpoon attached gun.

I'm gonna hunt trout all day, baby.

Oh, man.

I love these gravy gigs, man.

You know, easy money all day.

Just can't decide between what motorcycle I'm gonna get now.

First world problems, you know what I'm saying?

Pay off your debt, man.

Oh my god-- Post's photos of herself camping?

What a fake bitch!

Hey, which new phone you think I should get?

Hey, pay off the condo first!

Are you happy with the Andro, Willy?

What are you gonna do?

Blow it all in Cabo? Again?

Yeah, yeah, I am, you know, like "livin' la vida loca" or whatever.

Right, Willy?

Ew!

Such a fucking pig.

Can't believe you drink Sambuca.

-That's… -Fuck you, Jada!

Fuck you, Jada!

Are we nearly there yet?

I mean, we better be the pace of Luke's driving,

I'm gonna lose my buzz quicker than he shit his hip waders at the…

What was that? The aquarium job?

Hey, new guy.

So you studied at the academy in Africa, right?

Yes, South Africa. Cape Town.

Yeah, well, here you're lucky if you get two weeks training.

So what brought you over here, Neil?

Oh, you know, personal reasons.

The IRS come after you or something?

Oh, I made a foolish, foolish mistake.

Don't worry about it, buddy.

Taxes shit happens to everybody.

I mean, I did hear that this SA, they treat ya real nice.

New company trucks, 100K starting salary.

Yeah, well, here we're just pest control.

Glorified rodent removal.

Fucking scrubs.

Well, at least we have a good payday coming up, right?

Oh, yeah.

Big one for the mooks.

Hey, Luke! Stop, stop, stop, there's blackberries!

We ain't stopping for that shit, Jada.

What you looking at here, Neil,

is the best crew nationwide that PAC-G can put together.

-Hell, yeah, dream team! -Yes, sir.

After this, first round of Sambuca is on me.

Oh, say that! Let's make some fucking money.

Hell yeah. Let's kill some fucking ghosts!

-Let's go! -Hell ya baby!

Easy money.

Easy money.

Fucking…

The fucking service.

-Lost calibration. -Fuck!

Piece of shit.

You know what, man?

It's the poor carpenter that blames his tools.

Poor carpenter? Poor carpenter!

-Fuck you, buddy. -Oh, relax.

Keep your panties on, Willy, ya fucking nutcase.

Fucking poor carpenter.

What? We get the shitty equipment, blames his tools!

Blames his tools.

-It's always the fucking tools. -Hi, guys.

Thanks for coming. I'm Kate.

Sorry about the yard,

it's a disaster.

Well, how do you do?

Name's Willy.

You can call me Peaches if you like.

It's nice to meet you, Peaches.

Hi. I'm Luke.

This is Jada, and that's Neil.

Delighted to make your acquaintance.

It's…

The gang's all here…

-It's great. -Yeah.

Best damn one in the country.

Hey, you have a very, very beautiful home.

We usually start with walkthroughs.

A walkthrough?

Yeah…

Corporate already finalized the paperwork,

so we're good.

Is… is there a problem?

No!

Come on in.

Come on.

Wow. Quite the property.

I love watching the mist come off of the lake.

It's beautiful.

Nice view.

My husband brought me here for our first anniversary.

We loved it so much,

we put in an offer.

Another person should have been here by now…

to help out.

-To help out? -What?

We already got a full crew here.

Yeah, but I wanted a psychic here,

to help.

Her name is Bella. Bella Hawthorne.

Bella Hawthorne!

Who is she?

She's, she's orthodox.

Not good. No, no.

She's known for butchering jobs that shit-tastrophy in Tijuana.

Yeah, that was her.

Fucked up the entire industry.

Not good. Trust me.

It's like just a small mall infestation that was especially botched,

you know.

Had to level the whole building, kind of like Vietnam War-esque prestige.

Okay. We only heard that!

It was a real black eye.

A real black eye for the industry! A real shit stain, let me tell ya!

Fuck…

I wouldn't want her doin' my infestations, that's for damn sure.

She's a walking joke.

Hey, Bella!

Come on in.

Bella, Bella, Bella! Wait, wait, wait.

You never mentioned anything about working with other people.

I told you I work alone.

Please, Bella,

I'm begging you. Please!

She's the only family that I have left.

My daughter.

Her life is at stake and I…

I'm begging you.

Alright, fine.

Her friend, who last saw her, said that she did

a ghost dare in the bathroom.

What ghost?

Amorosa.

Amorosa?

Are you sure?

I would never forget that name.

Does anybody else smell sulfur in here?

I smelled sulfur right after it happened.

Wh-- Why? Is, is that bad?

Sulfur, also known as brimstone.

G-3s, sign of a banshee.

G-4s.

More dangerous.

G-5s are composed of it.

Oh, not that I'm saying that's what happened to your daughter.

Well, there's a mine down by the highway.

We get some odd smells sometimes.

Amorosa. I'm not familiar with that ghost.

Amorosa.

Yeah, she's just been confirmed.

Apparently linked to an urban legend about a ghost that promises 100,000

extra followers, but kills you if you neglect people for your phone.

Hazard level unknown.

Excuse me for a second.

Unknown.

Guys, we're equipped.

Yeah.

My gun is amped.

I mean, we could all use the cabbage, right?

-Oh, yeah. -Yeah.

Crazy not to.

Girl's missing

I don't know, she could need us.

I mean, that's kind of good for the company.

Solve a missing person's case.

Million-dollar marketing, if you asking me, baby.

We remove small ghosts, right?

G-1, maybe G-2.

The ghost she mentioned, what if it was a G-4, G-5?

Deadly dangerous.

I have no idea if that's what's here, but if it is,

we're not really

equipped to deal with that, are we?

Potential G-4,

missing girl.

It's either we're going to find nothing. Or, we have brought knives to a--

Drone fight.

Well, either way,

we can stay here for two nights.

See what's up.

-Yeah. -If there's nothing, we still walk away

with ten Gs, yeah?

Hell, yeah.

Hi Kate, we'll take the job.

Great.

Oh.

Oh, hey, Bella.

Why don't you stay out of our way, okay?

Jada.

Play nice.

Hi.

I'm Luke.

That's Willy,

that's Jada,

this is Neil.

Looks like we'll be working together.

I work alone.

Fair enough.

Think you're better than us!

So, where do you buy those guns?

You don't buy these.

We make them.

Oh…

And…

these powders, they…

stop ghosts from crossing?

That's how one stops a ghost.

Technically, they can't be killed.

Only contained.

Usually, one weakens them with a ghost carbine, which uses lithium.

Dreadfully costly and doesn't last long.

Then we draw it into a glass vessel to trap it.

And what are the kinds again?

Well, there are five classes of ghosts, from one to five.

Each increasing in threat and difficulty to catch.

And they could all go through walls.

G-1s

are, everywhere.

Like Mr. Cockroach.

More of a nuisance than anything.

G-2s

are bigger and can do some damage if they set their mind to it.

Like an enormous rat.

G-3s…

Well,

are more dangerous.

Oh, yeah.

They'll…

bust your pad like a pit bull.

My specialty.

G-4s, though, oh, they're legit hazardous.

Kind of like a pissed off rattlesnake there, right, Willy?

Yeah. That's right.

All over your fucking walls and ceilings.

More like a fucking cockroach.

And a G-5?

It's like the angel of death.

Yeah, you ain't got to worry about that, though.

One's never been spotted within a thousand miles.

Yeah, we don't get that bullshit here.

Holy shit.

Guys, they gave up our hotel rooms.

Fuck.

Something about, like, a tech convention or wh--?

Well, you guys could stay here if you'd like.

I mean, that's not usually protocol.

You know, I have plenty of bedrooms.

I could stay anywhere.

Okay,

We'll stay here.

This is Kylie's room.

Last place that she was seen.

Oh! Shit!

Get that thing away from me!

Come on.

Kylie

loved pranks.

She used to put those in my coats.

I'd get so mad at her.

A sleepover.

Something about earrings.

Selfie in a bathroom?

Yeah.

That was the last place that she was seen.

Do you guys want to see the bathroom?

Okay.

Follow me.

Coming through!

I got jack shit.

I see her.

She took a selfie.

I heard a loud scream.

Blood.

More blood.

Never mind.

It's just a tampon.

What a fucking quack!

Great.

All that shit about her daughter…

Fuck all, man!

Sweet fuck all.

I never worked with a hunter who's orthodox before.

It's kind of cool.

Hey, you good?

Lithium's parched.

Piece of shit.

I thought you flushed them all.

Yeah, well, flat lith's just as good.

You're supposed to tell me these things, Willy.

Communication's key.

Oh! Sorry.

Any luck? Any readings?

Nope. Nothing in here.

We'll set up gear and try in the morning.

Well, looked at all the other rooms.

No action, nothing.

Alright.

Hey, Kate.

We are all set up over here.

We're going to check the readings in the morning and go from there.

Okay.

Thank you guys for coming.

I finally feel like I'm making progress.

So,

your husband coming home tonight or what?

He…

left us last year.

I'm so sorry to hear that.

Kate, if you don't mind,

could you please tell us about your daughter?

It might prove fruitful.

Sure.

She loved exploring the yard

and playing in the forest,

and she had a huge imagination

and music. She loved music.

The piano, actually.

I can still hear her playing sometimes.

I miss that.

I miss her.

And then we got her a tablet, and

the last few years,

she just watched makeup tutorials.

What did she want to be when she grew up?

I don't know.

Wow.

What kind of mother doesn't know?

To be honest,

I can't say that I really even knew her the last few years.

I run an online clothing company, and

it's just never-ending work.

You know?

And I criticized her weight last year.

I just. I…

I didn't want her to go through what I went through.

You know.

I'm so stupid.

I just… I love her so much, you know?

Thank you, Kate.

I think we're all done for the night.

Yep. As good as can be.

Anything about the property we should know about?

Did you all find a bedroom, okay?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

We're good. Thanks, Kate.

Okay, well,

I will be in my room if you need anything.

Anything at all.

Holy shit…

Shit--

Oh, fuck, I love Amish-Ville.

Yeah, well, I could go for some berries.

So I checked out Kate online.

She runs this page called Urban Vegan, and it has, like, a million followers,

but no likes.

I don't know, I just don't trust her.

Hey, do you think we'll find anything?

Is there any evidence on the girl?

Because we checked the entire pad and there's nothing.

There's nothing going on there, man.

If we find the girl, get the ched.

That's all we gotta do.

Do you know anything about this Amorosa?

Maybe I should try to provoke her…

Okay, I'm gonna go take a piss.

What fuckin' idea!

What do you think you're doing?

Oh, fuck this.

I got to get paid.

Think of the ched.

New phone.

New phone, baby.

Hey, Amorosa.

I've got 681 followers.

Let's take a selfie.

Die…

Holy shit!

Oh, my tits look great.

What-- That's the following…

Holy fuck.

You are gullible.

You assholes!

Oh! Hell, no.

I had nothing to do with this.

You know what? Fuck you.

Mister "can't handle his whiskey." Go buy a fucking hooker.

Oh, yeah, you're all hookers once you get used to that chum.

Life gets easier.

What just happened?

Nothing!

I know something happened.

This isn't Tijuana, bitch, get lost.

Yeah. Hit the carpet, Hawthorne. This don't have anything to do with you.

Okay, okay, okay. Let's all relax here. Let's--

All right.

Night, man.

Night.

Make sure you take your meds, okay.

Feel a little threatened by Bella over here!

Morning.

Morning, Bella.

Damn it! Nothing.

Nothing in the basement, either.

And good morning, Luke.

Hi.

Have you--

Have you guys found anything or… Please tell me that you found something.

Not yet. I'm afraid.

What you said last night,

about not really knowing Kylie.

I think we all deal with that distance in some way.

But listening and connecting with people

is so dreadfully important.

Yeah.

Kylie loved to talk,

but she said that we didn't talk enough.

Do you know what the most dangerous word is in the English language?

It's talk.

Because when they say they want to talk, what you hear is,

shoot the breeze.

But what they mean is discuss what happened in your day,

your social encounters, the emotions you feel,

the thoughts and frustrations and joys, how you feel about your goals

and dreams.

We really don't have a word for that in the English language.

And it's a shame.

The biggest thing I've learned

is don't be so hard on yourself.

Life's mysterious. It's not so black and white.

Some of my greatest victories turned out terrible.

And some of my darkest failures,

turned into my greatest blessings.

That was beautiful.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Oh, good morning, fuckers.

Good morning, Jada.

Do you…

did you find anything last night?

Cause,

I got nothing in the hallway and my bedroom.

Just jack shit.

No, nothing over here.

Where's Willy?

Oh, he's just fucking hungover.

You know, out cold. The usual.

Yep…

Anyway, so, Luke…

Last night I kinda did a thing.

Jada. I don't want to know.

Last time I asked, I regretted that.

Ew, fuck. No. Screw you. I…

I summoned her.

You did what?

Yeah.

Amorosa.

Jada! For fuck--

Why would you do that?

I think it's imperative we find out as much as we can

about this Amorosa spirit.

I'll keep scouring my books.

Appreciate it.

What?

Okay.

Yeah.

Jesus Christ.

PH levels showed no signs of activity here either?

You know, Orthodox?

Yeah, a little bit.

I like to keep an open mind.

You using any stable compounds here?

Wait.

Let me guess.

Acidic?

Yeah. That's right.

Wait, this is supposed to be white baseline.

It's actuated, but it's still balanced.

It's like there was a ghost activity here for a fraction of a second, and then just…

It just vanished.

Yeah.

Strange.

So I was thinking,

why don't we do a tour outside?

Yeah, sure.

The cops searched the ponds.

How long ago was this?

A couple of weeks ago.

And they had divers in the lake,

but they couldn't find anything.

What about the neighbors?

Old assholes, mostly.

But a few of them are nice.

Any weird interest in your family, or Kylie?

Current boyfriend?

Maybe ex-husband?

Nope.

False alarm.

You guys want to go see the animals?

Sure.

Did the cops check the barn?

Yeah. They brought in a forensics team, and they…

They checked out everything.

I don't know how much I trust them, though.

They were all hung over.

It was right after some wedding.

It was pathetic.

And I don't deal with the sheriff in town anymore.

She basically thinks that Jen and I were delusional.

Who's Jen?

The girl that was with her the night she…

Do you have any way of contacting her or even finding her?

She had a breakdown.

She moved north.

I don't know where.

I don't know. Her family was new, so I'm not really sure.

Why don't we go check out the woods?

Yeah. Come on.

Okay.

The last few years, she didn't come out here as much.

And when she did, she was always on her phone.

Always.

I don't even know if she would've known if the woods were on fire.

And then some days,

she would talk about running away somewhere

warm and tropical.

She hated the cold.

Hated it.

What do you see?

I see fire.

People chanting.

Burning…

Burning computers and phones.

Right. There was a cult that lived here before.

They did some weird things.

I… I'm not really sure. They…

I just heard it from the neighbors.

Any details?

They leave anything behind?

No, not that I know of.

You know, it's…

It's so comforting knowing that you guys are here.

Everyone in town just thinks I'm nuts.

You got to be kidding me.

You ever work on anything like this before?

Missing persons?

Yeah. Once.

The lingering presence here.

It feels

foreign, but it's not.

Domestic.

So,

what else do you do besides getting visions?

Okay, look, I know your team looks down on me for the Tijuana case.

They all think I'm a joke.

Why do you care so much what people say?

Fuck them.

Look, I read your blog.

I know it wasn't your fault.

And I know you don't take money

from people who don't have it.

Which is very cool of you.

I like reading old romance novels,

and gardening.

No kidding.

Well, check this out then.

That's my baby right there.

It's blossoming like a bamboo.

And I also really like Jane Austen.

Her books just feel…

They just feel real, you know? And funny.

Emma kills me.

I just really like good writing, you know?

It's…

I just started Jane Eyre.

You should definitely check it out.

Okay. Yeah. I love the classics.

On rainy days,

check garage bays.

Carry dill, it'll save you a bill.

You're techfarmer67?

Guilty.

Look, I…

I think your blog is cool.

It's super epic. And I just love the…

just the way you…

you capture the thrill of ghost hunting and make it funny?

And also wrap around with your cute little poems.

You know.

Thanks.

The comments, they…

they really meant a lot.

Any time,

and I really like your necklace, by the way.

That's…

Yeah, it was my dad's.

I keep it, so it's just like he's with me.

Got a little, do you mind?

There you go.

Sorry. One second.

It's my girlfriend.

Gotta take this.

Hello?

Yeah.

Yes, I'll make it.

I'll make it.

A tux?!

Don't you think a button-up is a little…

Hello?

Shit.

Something's here!

Fuck! It's a G-4.

You hear that?

It's…

It's gone.

This is fucking bullshit, man.

Bring on a fucking psychic.

And I have enough money to afford my boat and my new sled and fucking truck…

But no, had to bring on a fucking witch, didn't we?

Jesus Christ, I mean, what she even know about ghost hunting?

What she gonna fucking do?

Kill them with her fucking powders and shit.

Fucking sled--

No, I gotta get the fucking sled.

I gotta get the fucking sled. That's it. That's it.

I gotta get it.

Kylie?!

Oh, fuck!

Kylie?

Anything?

No, I jacked the fucking sensitivity on this thing, man.

Kylie!

Kylie!

Jada, go take a break.

Go relax.

You have to find me something, okay, man?

Fuck "go take a break".

Bloody coward!

What?

Are you all right? What's going on?

I just heard screams

and bloody crashing and banging sounds.

Get lost.

Seriously, get the fuck out of here.

Wait.

Neil, do you want to know why I'm broke?

Try having to play mom

since you were ten years old.

Cause your dad fucked off while she was too busy fucking the mailman.

I have three little brothers,

that'd be sleeping on cardboard boxes if it wasn't for this shit gig.

I didn't get to finish high school.

I just wanted to be a fucking teacher.

I'm terribly sorry.

I am.

Yeah, but…

But upstairs.

It's just wood ghosts around here, man.

Don't get the crazy shit here.

I registered a G-3 upstairs.

The girl ran away. Okay?

Checked her diary, contacted two of her friends from school.

The mom's just fucked in the head.

Just give it up.

It could be our clue.

Fuck!

Oh, fuck, I'm out of berries.

The fuck?

Okay.

So you want to play cat and mouse?

We could play a game.

Hey, Amorosa.

We never did get to take our selfie.

Maybe we should

take a picture.

Because it'll last longer.

What the fuck?

Where she go?

Fuck!

You are gullible.

Willy, is that you?

Doesn't look ancient Sumerian.

Maybe Morbaric?

Something's not right!

What? Where?

I just see red.

At the house.

Shit!

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey, hey, hey! What's going on, what's going on?

Man, you will not believe what I just saw.

My scanner's been going off like crazy, volatile readings all over the place.

I don't know, maybe I'm just still fucking pissed from last night.

End up raiding Kate's liquor cabinet.

She has a fucking sex swing in there, strap myself in, and it got messy.

Let me tell you…

Where's Jada?

What do you mean?

Dude, where's Jada?

I haven't seen her lately.

Any of you hear screaming?

I heard screams and banging sounds.

Jada was in the shed and hadn't had the foggiest!

Earlier, she was on a rant about berries.

Damn berries…

What about you, Hawthorne?

Can't you fucking see her with your psychic abilities and shit?

Look, we all know that's a crock of shit.

We trust science here, okay?

Hey, hey, hey, she was with me the past hour.

Alright?

She's probably somewhere around here picking berries.

You all feel like you're being watched?

It's called scopaesthesia.

Clinically, it's tied into paranoia.

And I definitely feel it right now.

G-1, G-2?

I don't think so.

Well, I registered a G-4 earlier, so.

Oh, shit.

Wood sprites!

Just when I was getting lonely.

What are you doing? Orthodox don't work around here.

Yeah. Beginner's luck.

Hey, I need you to check something out for me.

Alright. We found some ancient patterns in the woods.

They might be ancient Morbaric or Sumerian.

Morbaric! Show me!

Any luck with Kylie's friend Jen?

Jen…

Not a trace.

Damn it! Coming?

I got sulfur traces. I'm going to see where it leads.

Alright, handle that.

This way.

Die…

Yep.

Laura, look, I'm at a big job right now.

I already told you I'm gonna be there.

Look, I am really trying to make it work here, but--

Laura.

What is she doing?

Sorry about that.

Why here?

Why were scanners redlining?

And then? Nothing.

It for sure has gotten bigger.

It just makes no sense.

I can't make sense of it either.

Hey!

Any sign of Jada or Kate?

We haven't cracked it yet, Bella.

It's undoubtedly a form of communication.

A warning, I'd wager.

Togan or Morbaric…

My mentor from the academy.

I sent him photos to try to make sense of all of this.

He's going to try to lure me to come back.

Hey, you tell him you're with a new team now.

With you till the end, my friends.

Hello, Bart!

So, how did… how did you get into hunting?

Oh…

I've always been fascinated with it since I was a kid.

When other kids were playing cops and robbers,

my big sister and I would…

We'd go ghost hunting.

And I've always been a weird kid.

Which is your favorite?

G-2s. G-2s for sure.

Yeah, I know they're easy money, but

also volatile enough to keep it exciting.

Exciting yet comfy.

Exactly.

And they just feel like home,

you know?

It would be wise if we went in before dark.

Yeah.

Fuck!

Everything okay?

I just lost my biggest client.

What else could go wrong in my life?

Okay.

Okay. Here, come.

Come with me.

Alright. Take a seat.

I won't bite. Take a seat.

Alright.

Give me your hands.

I got a technique that helps in rough times.

It works, I promise.

My sister died seven years ago.

She was my best friend.

Taught me everything I know.

Including this.

Alright.

I need you to close your eyes.

And keep them closed.

Now, I want you to go to your happiest place.

Now stay there.

Now feel it all over your body.

Now take…

one deep breath.

Alright. Open.

Feel better?

It's a nice color on you.

It's a warning!

A dire warning for people to curb their distractions

and be open and vulnerable with others.

Or face… grave punishment.

And that's what Bart from the Academy surmised.

But is this warning from Amorosa?

That's the million-dollar question.

Well, we've linked the patterns to Kylie,

so we know for sure that she was taken by a ghost.

Do you remember anything from the day she disappeared?

Anything unusual?

No, I-- I smelled Sulfur.

That's it.

Anything else?

Anything at all?

With people, or around the house?

What? No, nothing.

Leaves in her bathroom,

which was weird, because she always closed her window.

Leaves…

Leaves?

Nothing.

I'm afraid.

Okay, if we're out of options, I'm going to try to go to the dark side.

Wait.

You can lose yourself doing that!

And it's dreadfully traumatizing!

If anything happens.

No one touch me.

I see her.

She's gardening.

There's a little girl.

They're hugging.

It's her granddaughter.

There's a car.

There's a driver looking,

texting, texting on his phone.

There's-- There's a child!

It…

It swerved.

That child's dead.

Amorosa is crying.

She's crying over the dead body.

She killed herself.

Vows to punish anyone

who neglects others for their phone.

All the pieces fit.

This Amorosa is a G-4,

and with a suicide, it's altitude dependent.

Yes, yes, Neil.

Yes, man.

And you, you are brilliant!

Wait, wait, wait. What does that mean?

Well, that means this bitch can only fly so low.

Now, if anyone were to summon her or trigger her…

Well, you can bet your sweet ass she'll be real close by.

The more energy she gets, the lower she can fly.

And the faster she can move.

So this means that you guys can find Kylie?

It shouldn't be too difficult.

She's very likely trapped locally.

Humans, in theory, are easy to retrieve.

They're just like pulling a child out of a well.

We just need to contain the ghost and reduce its sulfides.

And find the local trap.

And retrieve Kylie using a carbon re-instater.

It's done often in Africa.

That sounds dangerous.

Doesn't have to be.

So long as you go slow.

Now, we do not want to face off here.

Containment is the goal.

Amorosa is a new spirit, a G-4, which makes her red eye,

more alkaline.

So she should react more acutely to less acidic firepower,

which is a huge plus.

But her acute weakness, besides lithium?

And we don't want her to reach ground level for long.

Otherwise, she'll be phenomenally strong.

Oh, come on--

Willy, be careful of your phone.

Yeah, yeah.

So we can get Kylie back?

Yes.

So long as you aren't afraid.

The spirits thrive in darkness.

But if you have the courage to face the darkness openly,

you can overcome any spirit.

We just need to find the local trap.

Most likely in the darkest area.

Die!

You like some Sambuca with that, shithead!

Hey.

Hey. It's going to be okay.

Okay, we're going to go out there and find those local traps and bring Kylie back.

You got four of the best ghost hunters in North America.

-We're four of the best-- -No!

Oh, my God!

Fuck!

I'm so sorry, man.

Sorry, Willy.

I've never encountered a ghost this powerful.

It's enlisted wood sprites for coaction and can jump altitudes.

That's not G-4 stuff.

G-5?

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Can't you do something?

Kate, this is… This is different.

Can't you stop this?

This is what you do.

Kate, it's like asking exterminators to take on a great white fucking shark.

This is different.

It's way worse.

Close enough.

We need to get the fuck out of here…

now!

Come on, Kate!

What the fuck?

Where are our cars?

Kylie!

That's her.

She wrote that!

She's playing.

She's playing.

Seriously, guys, we should get out of here.

Where are we going to go?

Our lithium won't last an hour, she'll flank us in five minutes out there!

While she's gathering her energy back in there?

Well, she'll destroy us out there.

Well, at least we're flexible.

Shit. Let's go.

Perhaps we should try the authorities.

I told you, the cops won't come here. Okay?

They all think I'm nuts.

Fuck!

Damn!

Fuck!

That's pure sulfur.

She's gaining energy.

I've never encountered a ghost who could accrue mass!

It's unprecedented!

Now, we're not safest in here.

Let's secure the room.

Alright.

I'll secure any assailable openings.

Alright.

Oh, what can I do?

Do you believe in God?

Yeah.

Pray!

How dare we summon her!

What the fuck did she just say?

I haven't the heart to tell you.

-Fuck! -Fuck, fuck, fuck…

Alright, Kate, listen closely, okay?

Take this.

If you see her your point and you shoot it,

if it turns green, you got 20 seconds, and you run like fucking hell.

Thirty to forty-five seconds should be enough to immobilize her.

Okay, you got it?

-Okay. -Alright, there you go.

How do I kill this thing?

Oh. We can't. We have to try to contain it.

At least we know it's a G-5.

It's partly immune to lithium. Ideas?

Magnesium?

Yes.

Magnesium is proven to stun some G-5s.

Let's set our guns at 90 percent lithium with magnesium.

You know what? Maybe I can try and weaken her with my alkalines.

Smart.

They're in my room.

What, hey, hey, hey hey--

Careful, okay?

Be aware of all leaves and branches.

She seems to animate them.

I'm gonna rip out your fucking eyes!

Just like your father!

Bella, hold on!

Shit!

Get up!

Got it.

Good. The large room's compromised.

I encouraged her to get more followers.

I caused this.

I told her that to be successful,

you had to have followers.

I just wanted her to have a good life.

She's here.

Holy shit!

Retreat to the den!

Let's go, Kate! Let's go, let's go.

We stay together and secure this room.

Secure it as bloody best we can.

Somehow try to weaken her with magnesium and try to trap her!

Mom?

Mom, are you out there?

Mom! Mom, are you out there?

Kylie!

Mom!

Kylie!

It's mom. It's mom. I'm in the den.

I'm in the den!

Where are you?

You okay?

Kylie, baby!

No, no, it could be a trap!

We can't leave this room, Kate!

Mom?

That's her voice. That--

That's her voice!

The chances of that being her are ten thousand to one.

We need to verify it.

That's her voice.

Oh, Kate, no!

Mom?

Kylie!

I'm so sorry I ignored you.

Listen, for any clues, it's not Kylie.

Some ghosts are terribly crafty.

I'm so sorry.

I met two spirits, and they're so nice.

We're super close. I can introduce you.

How come we weren't close?

Don't worry, baby!

I should have been better, too.

I should've done more things that you wanted.

-I am so sorry. -Ouch, my leg hurts.

Kylie!

I'm coming.

Where are you?

That's not human!

I'm over here by the fire pit.

My leg's stuck.

I'm here.

Come back, Kate!

I have to go.

I have to go.

Mom, I can see you!

This is so crazy.

I can't believe this is happening again.

My dad died in the exact same situation as this.

He thought he was removing a G-2, and it appears as a G-5.

What are the odds?

Look, you aren't your father. Now…

you have to look into the darkness and face it.

We've doubled up the traps with magnesium for reinforcement.

We're safe here.

She can't get past the magnesium and alkaline traps.

It's a stalemate.

Of course, we've no food or water

or contact with the outside world,

but we just have to wait her out.

Perhaps we can think of something.

Oh, dear God.

I was wrong.

She's growing stronger.

We don't have an hour.

Hey, Neil?

What are you doing, man?

Neil, save your lith, man!

Listen, think about this!

We could do something else!

The time to strike is now, no matter the odds.

I will weaken her for you!

Neil! No! Neil!

-We don't have time! -Neil!

We don't have time!

Fuck!

God!

Would you please tell me about your granddaughter?

I'm sure she was an angel.

Perhaps, I might have the privilege

of planting a flowering memorial tree in her honor.

Amorosa.

Amoro--

You vengeful bitch.

Luke, I need to tell you something.

The Tijuana case.

I got my dad killed,

and it haunts me every day.

I should have talked to you guys earlier.

Worked as a team.

I could have used alkalines sooner.

Maybe then we would've had a fucking chance.

See…

Don't you dare be sorry.

Okay?

Who the fuck would have known they would be dealing with G-5 right now?

My team took this job because of me.

They fucking died because of me.

This is my fault.

It's not.

Then it's not yours either.

Wait a second.

Amorosa is just a red-eyed, acidic ghost with the same physical weaknesses.

Metallic airborne compounds.

What if we combine my unstable alkalines with your extra lith?

Right, right. Right right. Right, right.

We can provoke her with our phones. But, but,

but your unstable alkalines

and the lith, those are crazy volatile.

We could blow up a square mile with that.

Which is why we have to attack now.

Come on.

With you till the end.

I think we gotta get into it.

Okay.

Oh…

God.

Oh, shit.

White eyes, neutral pH, our compounds won't work.

No!

Luke!

Luke!

I can't lose you!

When I lost my dad.

The one person who understood me,

who knew me in this world.

I didn't just lose him.

I lost myself.

I didn't know how to be any more.

I was in the darkest place.

And I thought I'd never come out.

And I'm so scared of letting anyone in, I can't do it--

No, no, no, no, no, no. It's okay.

It's alright.

I'm scared to break up with my girlfriend

because I'm terrified of being alone.

I always portray myself as some leader.

But truthfully,

I've lost all confidence.

And everybody I've ever cared about.

I fear losing myself too.

But with you, I…

You make me feel like

I want to find myself again.

You know demons aren't meant to be fought alone.

And I'm willing to fight them with you,

if you let me.

I trust you.

Okay.

Oh, shit.

Man…

Yeah.

You know what?

No, no, I'm not coming.

I can't do this with you no more.

I'm done.

Yeah. I'm done.

Ready?

Yeah.

How are you feeling?

Leg's pretty busted.

How are you?

Arm's shot, but, you know.

Yeah, I'm sure there's a hospital around here somewhere.

I thought of a new idea for a blog.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

How to use love to kill your demons.

Wanna help?

Sure, you're such a dork.

Wanna get out of here?

Alright.

You ready?