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Sayo a theba.

What the hell?

What the hell?

You pass that hole yet?

I'm working on it.

Oh yeah, that always does that.

Why is that?

I work this unit every year and it's like clockwork.

Tennis never stay long and that hole is always there.

We can smoke in here?

Uh, no Chad.

I can smoke in here.

Now listen, I did hear this story.

That cavity on the wall?

It's alive.

It's waiting.

It's hungry.

And if you stare at that long enough, it becomes a glory hole.

I'm gonna stop playing with you.

Now listen, sun's down, scrape out the damp, cover it with wallpaper and I'm not

paying overtime so... Well I need at least another hour.

No, we do it tomorrow.

Cause we need to drag this out a few more days anyway.

So, just go home.

Do you need a ride?

My girl's meeting me.

Alright.

Well lock up before you leave, alright?

You got it boss.

This is fucking bullshit.

Hey mister.

Sorry I'm late.

Look who finally showed up.

And look what I brought.

Is that a four pack?

Two might have disappeared on the way over here.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Oh wow.

It's cool, right?

Mmm.

Okay.

Wait.

Wait.

What?

I got something for you.

You got that for me?

Yeah.

You gotta turn around.

Let me see.

What do you like?

What I love.

I you.

I need another beer.

Reina?

Baby, you okay?

Oh fuck.

Stay with me.

Stay with me.

Look at me.

Look at me.

Baby.

Baby.

No.

No.

No.

Help.

Somebody.

Look at me later.

Please help.

Oh, fuck.

I think you're making a huge mistake.

She's a bad influence on you.

You step out that door.

Don't come back to us asking for help.

Kim!

Hey.

This place is lit, right?

So cool, I love the floor.

Where's your mom and dad?

Still not a fan of mine, huh?

Not a fan of either of us right now.

I'm just happy you're here with me.

I'm just happy to ride up your coattails when you become, like, a famous journalist.

Or if I make it before then, I'm gonna give

you an exclusive article on how fabulous I am.

I like your hat, man.

I'm Ronan, the landlord.

You're moving into room 203, right?

That's us, yeah.

Babe.

Um, this is the same building, right?

This was an old commerce building.

The bank was on the first floor.

The other floors were converted to apartments during the depression.

We take first, last, plus damages.

Cash only.

For tenants like you, with no credit.

That's how it's done.

There's no parking included.

No smoking.

No loud noise after 9pm.

No cats, no dogs.

And the basement is off limits to residents.

This is the last floor to be renovated in the building.

The other units on this floor are empty, so it's just yours here that's available,

and mine back over there.

All original pre-war furnishings.

Utilities are included in the monthly.

All furnishings are required to remain in the apartment.

Yes!

This will do.

This will do just fine.

It's better than the photos.

Definitely vintage vibes.

You concur?

I concur.

Whoa.

This is beyond.

It reminds me of that messed up play that you did freshman year.

Murder the cathedral.

Don't touch that!

This is an historic building, and under no circumstances can that be damaged.

Got it, dude.

Are we good here?

Uh, I mean... Oh!

Yay!

Hey.

Hey.

She said this was the only picture where her hair looked nice.

Her hair always looked good.

Yeah.

I call wheelbarrow.

No.

That was your mom's rules.

Sad girl goes in the wheelbarrow.

Wheelbarrow.

Dick!

Fuck, I'm dizzy.

Oh, you know what I just remembered?

What?

It's Margarita Thursday.

That's not a thing.

Why?

I just made it a thing.

It's Margarita Thursday.

I can't.

I have Orientation Day the day after tomorrow.

My heart gets small.

Come on.

Come on.

Oh, my God.

Is he?

No.

I love him so much.

He's so cute.

Reddit is my place.

Reddit is my place.

Yes.

Reddit is my place.

Hello, you've reached Samuel and Anne White.

Please leave us a message after the tone.

Hey, it's me.

I just want to let you know that we got all moved in and the place is really good.

And I'm happy.

Okay, I'm going to try you again tomorrow after my first day.

Love you.

Good night.

Good morning.

I think I dreamt I peed on the roof last night.

Wait, no, I think you did pee on the roof last night.

Round two tonight, baby.

That's not what I'm saying.

What I'm saying is that 99% of college students go to orientation with us.

It's like a hangover.

I think it's like a rite of passage.

If I even look at tequila tonight, I'm going to vomit.

Dude, just drink wine.

Ew.

I know.

I tried to hang the mirror there last night, but the nail didn't hold.

I found it on the floor this morning.

You know, it's fine.

We'll just ask Ronan to fix it.

I think I see something in there.

Izzy, don't.

You know, you're just going to mess it up.

No, hold on.

Don't.

Oh, no, it's fine.

Oh, Izzy!

Ow!

You're kidding!

You're an asshole!

I told you I was going to be a superstar.

I have my pictures everywhere and everyone knows my name.

Is that in the wall?

Yeah.

Let me see it.

Finders keepers.

Well, I don't want to keep it.

There's probably mold on it or something.

Oh, whatever.

This is vintage, and I'm the queen of vintage.

Mm-hmm.

I'm the queen of tetanus.

That's a good one, actually.

Thank you.

Get ready.

We're going out tonight.

Wait, so your mom and dad wouldn't let you hang in high school, and then what?

They disown you now?

They don't disown me.

They're just really strict.

It's because I want to rehab.

Oh, damn.

Well...

Not for alcohol, you jackass.

Well, then for what?

None of your business, stranger.

My name is Steve.

Well, good for you, Steve.

Anyway, we're roommates now, and I start at the college tomorrow.

Okay, cool.

All right, so you guys are going to college.

That's cool.

Not me.

Well, what are you going to do then?

You know, I was just probably thinking I'm going to drink a lot here.

She's an actress.

Thanks, babe.

Hey.

Hey.

You're so fucking high.

Don't.

Come on.

Dude, what are you doing?

Calm down.

We're all just, uh, we're hanging out here, all right?

Bitch.

Shit.

I'm sorry.

We'll be quieter.

You know, I didn't tell you how much that punch turned me on.

You know, we could, uh, we could try something like that if you want, huh?

You can slap me or...

Look, we don't, we don't have to if you don't want, but...

Hey.

Man, what the fuck?

Holy shit.

What the fuck?

Morning, sunshine.

It's orientation day.

I told you I wouldn't fail you.

There were some weird noises last night.

Oh, dude, I didn't hear shit.

And that guy must have left.

What's his name?

Tony?

Tony!

Dude, I totally forgot.

But, yeah.

How's your hand?

Oh.

Well, you know.

It's all good.

What time is it?

It's only 11.

Shit!

What?

Oh, my God.

Orientation already started.

I heard it.

Excuse me?

I'm here for the orientation.

Please.

Okay.

You're late.

Orientation ended 15 minutes ago.

I was giving the orientation tour.

So, in exchange for an extra hot nonfat sugar-free vanilla

latte, I'll give you the exclusive Ian tour for one.

Really?

Really?

That's your drink?

Yeah.

I'm kidding.

You got a deal.

I need your name first.

Kim.

Yim.

I got that from the tour name.

It's all about the web portal.

You'll access the live lectures, roundtables there.

It has its own social network.

I'm not really giving you any gold here.

You don't have to write it all down.

What are you majoring in, anyway?

Journalism.

But I want a minor in psych.

Nice.

Yeah.

I'm a junior now.

I'm doing journalism, too.

But I'm focusing on video journalism.

Yeah?

Yeah.

It's the future.

Informations become democratized on the web.

Yeah.

I think that's part of the problem, though.

Any idiot with an internet connection can

take a video of themselves and call it news.

Touché.

What about you?

People call me romantic, but I think there's

something special about the written word.

Like, I...

I don't know.

I think there's something special about the

process of real journalism, and it helps people.

I hate to break it to you, but that means you're

going to be taking a couple courses with Dr. Phillips.

Is that bad?

The dude is a complete ass.

He must have given you a C.

C-minus.

So you came here for spring semester, and your friend came to pursue acting?

Yeah.

But we just wanted to get away.

I was being suffocated by my mom and dad.

But Izzy...

She was struggling after her mom passed away.

So I wanted to help her.

And it kind of helps me, too.

She's like family.

So...

There's your story for Dr. Phillips' class right there.

You could write about how you help a friend to cope with loss, you know?

Anyway, you're lucky to have a friend that's like family.

Yeah.

It's cool.

And we found this amazing apartment.

I mean, it's amazing and creepy, kind of.

But we can afford it.

So...

I've actually got this little protest today I'm going to cover.

See you on the portal.

Thanks for the in-person lesson.

On isolated education.

Just getting back.

Haven't heard from you.

Gonna go to bed soon.

Izzy?

Hey, what's with the smell?

Izzy?

Living in the wake of an accidental overdose.

Doesn't always feel like living.

It's more like survival.

Like you've been kissed by death and the shadow that

looms in the aftermath is a reminder that you're next.

I watch helplessly as it stalks my best friend.

It has come close.

The shadow gave her a fistful of pills on a beautiful Fourth of July.

But the subsequent fireworks that burst inside her didn't finish the job.

She refuses the call to the other side.

But...

the shadow is patient.

Izzy!

What are you doing?

Izzy!

Wait, wake up.

Wake up, Izzy, please.

I'm here.

It's okay.

She's still with us.

I can feel her.

Well, I had two visitors last night.

And an imaginary bird.

Then you.

Was the bird cute?

And was I cute?

I'm sorry, Kim.

I put the two and two together when I woke up in your bed.

But I don't remember anything.

Izzy, last night... You liked your smoothie, right?

I liked my sleep more.

I used to sleepwalk when I was a kid.

It'll stop.

And if it doesn't, you won't even know.

Because I installed a lock.

So, what were you up to last night?

I met someone.

What's his name?

Her name.

Congratulations?

Sandy.

Her name is Sandy.

And I met her last night at the bar.

She is a casting assistant to this lady.

And guess what?

She's getting me an audition for this TV show that she's doing.

Congratulations!

When I get the part, I'm taking you to your first strip club.

I was going to tell you about it last night.

But I met someone too.

A guy.

Ian.

And I like him.

I think.

I'm going to let him take me on a date.

What?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Sorry.

My cramps are really kicking my ass today.

Okay.

There's aspirin in the cabinet over the stove.

Drink more water.

Less tequila.

Whatever.

The SPJ code of ethics is a great place to start.

You should always run through the checklist to ensure that you are

delivering your content in a way that you're

both proud of and that will stand up to scrutiny.

My office hours are available as usual.

Thank you, everyone.

Excuse me, Dr. Phillips?

Yes.

Yeah.

I just...

I wanted to ask a question about my personal experiences article.

Because what I'm writing about isn't technically about me.

It's...

It's about my friend and her personal experiences.

Some difficult situations and how I've seen it affect her.

And I think it'd be important for me to just be cathartic.

I'm not gonna say her name or anything, but I was

wondering if you think I need to get her permission.

You should act independently here.

As long as you aren't putting her in any danger or betraying her trust.

Yeah.

I just feel it's important and I don't think she'd

understand right now what I'm trying to do with it.

As long as you leave her anonymous, I think you'll be fine.

Good luck.

Thank you, Doctor.

I was just getting some help from the professor.

So the audition is today.

And then Sandy's taking me out for drinks after.

Casting couch.

Nice.

Please.

You should go see that boy.

Give your mom and dad a big fuck you by fucking him.

Alright.

I'll see you later.

Good luck.

Love you.

Love you!

Stay.

Stay.

So then she punched this guy in the face.

I think he was knocked out.

Remind me not to piss Izzy off.

She sounds cool.

I just don't want to go down like that.

How did her mom pass away?

Sorry.

I shouldn't have asked that.

I swear it's the journalism thing.

It's ruined my social etiquette.

No, no.

It's fine.

She just...

It was an overdose.

And the thing about it was I think she was the happiest person that I knew.

I mean, I loved Liana and...

I had just no idea that that's what she was going through.

And I think if she was going through that and she was just this light in our lives

then what does that mean for the rest of us?

I'm sorry.

I just can't imagine.

It crushed Izzy.

The worst part about it is that I let my parents run my life.

They wouldn't let me over there to see her.

They thought I'd...

overdosed by osmosis or something.

So I couldn't go to the funeral.

She needed me most.

She called me and asked me to be there.

I didn't show up.

And then the next thing I heard, she was in the hospital.

She tried to...

She took a bunch of pills.

So...

I just promised myself that I would always be there for her.

Sorry.

I'm gonna apologize.

Come on.

I'll take you for a ride.

You don't have a car.

Yeah.

I know.

When's the last time you rode on a pair of handlebars?

See, this is better than a car, right?

It's kind of scary.

I know.

How fast are we going?

Fast.

Five miles per hour.

Woo!

You almost got me killed.

You almost got you killed.

I didn't bite myself up, but I'm actually really sweaty now.

Good.

Because I would have said no.

Go shower.

Can I see you again?

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Hi.

It's me again.

I just wanted to tell you how it's going here.

I like my classes.

We're doing good.

I guess...

call me back if you have time or want to talk.

Fuck!

Shit!

Izzy?

Izzy?

Hey.

Are you okay?

Are you awake?

It's me, Kimmy.

Izzy?

Izzy?

Izzy?

Izzy, please?

It's me.

Izzy, please?

Please, where are you?

Izzy?

Izzy?

It's alright, Izzy.

You're gonna be safe.

You're gonna be fine.

Are you okay?

What are you doing?

I don't understand.

It's okay.

I think you just need to stay in bed.

You need rest.

And please don't drink.

I don't know what that was last night, but it scared me.

I'm not gonna drink.

I have a call back today.

Drink this.

My head really hurts.

I think it might just be stress.

Can you see a doctor?

I don't have insurance.

And like, I don't know, but they're not gonna let me take sleeping pills.

No, that's not what I was saying.

I don't want that.

Do you ever feel like...

like you're watching your dreams but you're not part of them?

No.

No.

That's what it felt like.

I feel like I'm talking crazy.

No, no, you're not.

This is real.

You weren't sleepwalking.

You were awake.

Well, what do I do?

I need to do something.

Dig.

What?

Dig.

Research.

Investigate.

And that's what we're supposed to do, right?

There's always an answer.

You just have to dig.

Right.

Yeah.

We just can't judge what we find.

We?

You'll need, like, a research assistant.

Will you come to the apartment with me?

Finally.

They're fighting me up.

Just don't talk to her about it, though, please.

I just want you to see the place first.

Maybe there's, like, radon poisoning happening or something.

I don't think radon makes you sleepwalk yourself down to the basement.

What the hell?

Is she gone?

I don't know.

Um, can I help you?

Do you know this guy?

He's my landlord.

I came to treat the glass.

Oh, okay.

Can you let me know in advance when you're gonna be coming into the apartment?

You went down to the basement.

The basement is off limits to residents.

Don't go down there.

Your landlord's kind of a dick.

This thing is horrifying.

You ever seen stained glass like this?

No.

Me neither.

Last night Izzy was just staring at it.

It was weird, it was like she was hypnotized or something.

That symbol is weird.

It looks, like, kinda Irish or Celtic or something.

It looks, like, kinda Irish or Celtic or something.

Hm.

What else?

What else what?

You said she was holding a music box?

Yeah.

Uh, I found it in that little cabinet over there.

All the stuff is just, like, stuff left behind.

From other renters or what?

I think so.

I don't know.

One second.

Look at these.

This is the music box?

Yeah.

It's not making any music sense.

It was last night.

I'm not crazy, it was.

I swear.

To my dearest Karen, always yours, L.M.

Hey, I'm Ian.

Hey.

How's your callback?

Sandy didn't even show up, so I guess it kinda just went like that.

I'm sorry, hon.

I'm sure it went better than you thought.

I think it did.

And there's always gonna be more.

There is gonna be more.

I get another chance to get rejected tomorrow.

My sister's an actress.

They made her read The Spoon and Beauty and the Beast.

That's bad.

It's great.

Sorry.

Why don't you cover that up?

I tried.

It smells kinda weird.

I know.

And the necklace that Izzy found?

What?

Out of the hole?

No.

She just reached her hand in there and found it.

Okay, but that's gross.

Does Izzy eat gum off the sidewalk, too?

Shut up.

No, no, really.

That's fucking crazy.

Why would that be in there?

Why would you wear it?

Okay.

Moving on.

I'll look into anything I can find on the window.

You look into the apartment.

Okay, this is definitely a Celtic mark.

It's called a triskel.

It's like a druid pagan symbol.

Hmm.

Look at this.

It's Karen.

It's the name from the music box.

LM.

That's crazy.

That's their music box, right?

It has to be.

Damn.

Look at this.

Big manager murders pregnant wife.

Jesus.

Mountain breaks.

He was last known to be in his apartment.

Room...

203.

They all lived in this apartment?

Yeah.

I don't know.

Some of the articles don't say.

I don't know.

Some

of the articles don't say.

Are you okay?

There was a fucking bird and it flew at me.

It's just you.

It's okay.

It's all right.

Can I help you with something?

Excuse me.

Are you Kim White?

Uh, I'm her roommate.

Okay, great.

Here.

Thank you.

Kim.

Kim, I got your paper.

Oh, fuck.

I'm just here in St. Mark's Cathedral.

There's a lifelong atheist that don't have much experience with stained glass windows.

So I wanted to see these in person.

Make some comparisons between the windows in the church and the stained glass window

in Kim's apartment at the commerce building.

So far what I'm seeing here are depictions of religious events.

You know, probably biblical symbolism.

Or they're totally decorative.

Either way, the tone is about reverence.

They're generally uplifting.

And generally pretty.

In contrast to the window in room 203, I don't see

any maker's marks or symbols that appear to be Celtic.

Hi, can I help you?

Hi, uh, are you Milton Briggs?

When I can remember my own name, I am.

Did I forget to pay a bill or something?

No, no, nothing like that.

Um, I go to college.

And I'm actually doing some research for an article.

And I was just wondering if I could talk to you for five minutes about Liam and

Karen McNally and the night that they died.

Why would you want to write an article about that?

They've already wrote everything there is to say already.

I just wanted to hear it from you.

I haven't had to talk about that in about 50 years.

I don't want to dredge up the past.

Please.

Five minutes.

I live in that same apartment.

And I just need to know.

You live in room 203?

Yes.

That night I was working in the graveyard.

And I heard some footsteps.

I figured it was Larry, the other janitor.

Had come back because he had forgot his keys.

But then I heard more footsteps.

And crying.

So I stepped out to see what was happening.

And that's when I saw him chasing his wife into the boiler room.

Who?

Mr. McNally.

He was after his wife.

And she was screaming.

So I ran after them.

And chased them into the boiler room.

And that's when I saw the blood.

Blood on who?

Mrs. McNally.

She was clutching her stomach.

And...

Crying out.

It was everywhere.

And then the crying stopped.

It just froze.

I've never been so ashamed of anything in my life.

I stood there.

And when he got up from off of her.

He just walked right past me.

He had a look in his eyes I've never seen in a man.

It was.

..

It was like I wasn't even there.

Like I was a ghost.

I felt like I bloated to Mrs. McNally.

I just wanted to stop the bleeding.

All of a sudden I heard a gunshot.

He shot himself?

I guess.

I couldn't think of what that was.

My mind just wasn't ready for it yet.

At that point all I could hear was the baby crying.

What?

The baby survived?

He did.

A little boy.

What happened to him?

Nobody told me.

I went in the shower.

I was shocked.

And I've never stepped foot in that building again.

Hey.

Hey Kimmy.

Where are you going?

Out.

Can you stay for a few minutes please?

I need to talk to you.

I've got plans kid.

Izzy.

I want to talk about this.

This whole fucking thing is about me.

My life.

Izzy I'm sorry okay.

I didn't say your name.

And I kept it anonymous.

I was just trying to help.

Help who?

Yourself.

No.

No.

I was just trying to.

You didn't have to say my name.

It's obvious who you're talking about.

You took my tragedy.

Ripped it open.

And put it on the page.

Congratulations.

You made me your guinea pig.

Just so you can get a fucking A.

No.

Please Izzy.

It wasn't like that okay.

I need you to listen to me now.

Because it's really important.

Like I needed you.

I buried my mom.

Where the fuck were you?

Izzy.

I'm sorry.

No.

I am sorry.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

If you were there.

You wouldn't have had to write this fucking paper.

Just to make yourself feel better.

I mean did you even ask yourself.

Why I was so fucked up after.

Bro you were the only family left.

And you left.

Izzy.

I'm sorry.

I am.

I'm sorry.

Izzy please stay.

I just wanted you to fight for me.

Izzy please.

Druids worshipped pagan gods.

Goddess of revenge.

War.

Death.

Known as fury.

Often takes the form of a crow.

The mark of the morigal.

Kim.

Okay.

Just the facts.

And the facts are weird.

I found something on the stained glass window in your apartment.

I was researching.

Anyway.

Whatever.

I just.

I need to tell you about it as soon as possible.

And maybe you shouldn't be there right now.

If you are there.

Okay.

Call me back as soon as you get this.

I'm coming over.

That was the last picture taken of my parents.

Do you recognize anything?

My mother's necklace.

The morigal chooses who wears it next.

She's with her now.

And she needs to feed.

Feed her children.

If I don't satisfy the crows soon.

She's going to come after me.

Like she did my mother.

And my father.

Normally.

It would be done by now.

But your friend is fighting it.

The others were quicker.

I'm telling you this.

Because you're about to join them in the walls.

Hello?

Kim?

Shit!

Oh shit!

Kim?

Is he?

Jesus!

Ian.

Right?

Yeah.

Is Kim here?

Do you know where she is?

She'll be back.

So now you can sit here.

And wait.

There's... In Kim's room, but it's...

I don't have a choice!

The morigal has been trapped in the glass for centuries.

She's a part of my family.

I found my father's journal.

He taught me about the curse.

He taught me how she feeds.

How the soul she takes leave a totem.

That allow her to cross into our realm.

My parents thought they could ignore it.

And she found a way to get to them.

And she won't get to me.

Take this offering.

And put it on her soul.

You little bitch!

We need to leave!

We need to go now!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Ciara?

Kim...

Kimmy...

You can't save her now.

Please... It's Kim.

Please, just let me save her, okay?

Just let me save Izzy.

I'll go with you.

Just please, okay?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, public space.

That means she's here.

It's time.

Don't.

Don't do it.

Just don't do it.

It's my responsibility.

Izzy?

Izzy?

Help me, Kim.

I need you.

That's why I'm here.

I'm going to help you, okay?

I just need you to take off the necklace, okay?

Take the necklace off, Izzy.

Give me help.

I love you, Izzy.

I won't let it have you, okay?

I won't!

I love you, Izzy.

Take... the necklace off.

There you go.

Don't leave me.

I

love you, Izzy, okay?

I love you, Izzy.

Are you okay?

It's okay.

I'm okay.

I'm okay.

Get the fuck out of here.

No.

Not you.

Not until we destroy that fucking window.

It's okay.

Come on.

Oh, we gotta go.

When you're one of those left behind, you

understand that the shadow will always exist.

There's no doomsday clock ticking away your countdown.

It's more of an appreciation for every single morning.

That's why I'm grateful to be here with her.

That's why I'm grateful to be here with her.

She appreciates me simply for existing.

She loves me because I fight alongside her.

If the shadow wants to knock on this door, it'll have to take us both.