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Previously on School Spirits. Simon, I'm back. Well, I'm not.

We believe he's somehow on our side.

I wish I could hold you. I want to try. Me too.

Okay, do not react, but it's not sweet.

You look nice.

After the bus crash, people started getting these ideas that the devil

mascot was partly to blame instead of, you know, black eyes.

Sorry. Finding someone who's alive when you're not. What are you hiding?

This keeps getting worse.

Do not read the comments.

Whoa, is this full-on deranged or all eyes on me, motherfucker?

I said not to read them.

How are we supposed to protect Maddie? By figuring out who posted this and

making them take it down. You think Spill the Tea is someone's real name?

I think she might answer to Livia Price.

That girl that passed her that creepy note at assembly? The cheerleader?

Mm-hmm.

And she's a human cannonball who loves to blow things up.

Why blow up Maddie?

Maybe she's after me and I'm just Maddie adjacent.

Yeah, well, maybe Maddie's Simon adjacent.

I mean, how is she supposed to help him get out? She's under everyone's

microscope.

I'm kind of lost. Why?

I want to know if she survived.

No, I mean, if you died in that bus crash, then why are you here and not

with the other band kids?

Because I didn't die there, dude.

I died on the table in surgery.

What, you never heard of somebody flatlining before?

Yes. Been there, done that.

That's... Kind of why we're doing this right now.

Look, man, if I could, I'd ask somebody else.

Seriously, I just spent the last two decades playing cribbage with a

switchboard operator who voted for Harry Truman.

I need to know if Tracy made it out alive.

Okay, okay, I hear you.

I get it.

Do you?

Being stuck in here with a thousand questions?

I don't even know who jumped in front of our bus.

I thought it skated on ice.

The bus, that's what caused the crash.

Who told you that?

Everyone. The school, people that were around back then. They just said that

the bus driver lost control. Because someone jumped in front of him.

They were almost roadkill.

Was it a student?

I have no idea.

Look, I just want to find out what happened to Tracy.

And if she knew how I felt about her.

I got it.

Yeah, I will help you find your flute player.

But you need to help me find Maddie's dad.

Yeah, I'll try.

No, more than try.

Find him.

All right. I owe it to her.

Everett!

What happened to me?!

Don't forget me when I'm gone. Don't forget me when I'm gone.

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah.

What were you thinking about?

Nothing. I was just thinking I should get my blue shirt from the laundry or my

favorite top because Nicole said it's senior picture day today.

It's in the closet.

Why don't you wear your pretty navy dress?

What? When's the last time you saw me in a dress?

Last Thursday when Sheriff Baxter was here.

I know what I saw.

It was definitely snow.

And it didn't put out the fire. Why are you looking for logic? It's a scar.

They changed. I get it. But the look on your chem teacher's face.

Wasn't my teacher.

Leader.

Guru. Death coach. Whatever.

I mean, he was flipping out.

He definitely knows more than he's letting on. Two-faced death coach.

Okay, you got Two-Faced.

So, what you're suggesting, we let Two-Face out of his cage?

We could.

Maybe just for a few hours or so. And why would we do that? On what grounds?

Kills? Well, with others?

Well, he made it pretty clear that Janet's death was an accident, and I'm

guessing she must have forgiven him or she wouldn't have crossed over. We don't

need Mr. Martin to solve Simon's situation, okay?

No offense, but we tried.

Janet took her door.

I'm still here.

Uh, what about these dead hospital folks?

I mean, don't you think it's weird that we haven't heard about them until now?

Not really.

We don't get out much.

It is crazy to think, though, there could be dead people trapped, like, all

over this town.

Hospital? Bank?

Why would someone die in a bank? Try being a woman in 1963 and applying for a

loan. That could drive a lady to go.

Right on.

Okay, new plan. Forget the dead hospital people. What if we just rustle up

everybody on this campus?

Right? We ask them to go into their scars.

Maybe it blows the roof off this place and spit Simon out like a volcano. You

can't ask people to do that.

Why not?

Maybe people aren't ready to face their demons.

No one's ever ready, but we've all done it, right?

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, I mean, yeah, if it'll help Simon split, then let's go for it.

Hey, maybe after we stop by Simon's, I'll bring you back home.

Why? We're just grabbing his iPad from his car.

Maybe you should ask your mom to call the school and say you need a mental

health day.

Nicole, I already know what everyone at that school thinks about my mental

health.

I saw the video.

You did?

My mom got me a new phone.

Yeah, some of the comments were harsh.

Look, I'm worried about Simon too, but maybe we should just... Nicole, compared

to what Simon's going through, having a couple of trolls think I'm crazy... 37.

Okay,

I think this covers everyone.

Who am I missing?

Mina.

Oh, hell yeah. Okay, I got Mina.

Who's Mina?

Stage manager crushed by a loose Fresnel before your time. She's a tough little

looper, but clearly Wally isn't afraid of a nail gun.

Uh, Charlie, can you take Fern?

Sure, yes, but if she's roller skating on the roof, can Yuri and I go up as a

team? Her spin stops make me dizzy.

Yeah, that's fine. Um, Quinn, you're gonna take the marching band.

What? No, why me?

You speak their language.

Yeah, and you know exactly when to hop in during Eye of the Tiger. No, I can't.

I won't. No.

Quinn, you've literally spent like 20 years with these... I said no!

Okay, look, if it makes her squirrely, I'm happy to take band.

No way. You're a newbie, you'll get trampled. I'm scrappy, then I look.

What was that about? I mean, I've never even heard her scream. First she wants

to release Mr.

Martin, and then now she doesn't even... Okay, leave it alone.

maybe she has a history with those looping lug nuts

what

are you accusing me of i know you passed that phony welcome back note at the

assembly yesterday and if you're smacking down my friend i did not take

or post that stupid video olivia if it wasn't every kid in our class could have

made that account your new obsessions turn the school into a prison no more

off-campus lunches restrictions on clubs they're even threatening to cancel

senior trip because of her okay that's not her fault you don't attack someone

who what can't explain where she's been maybe the police should question some

of those kids at the college party your friend crashed last weekend

What college party?

What are you talking about? Oh, please.

I saw her there.

Okay, you may have thought you saw Maddie, but... I know what I saw.

It was Maddie Nears.

And FYI, everyone on the squad has blocked your number, Claire.

But maybe you didn't notice since you ghosted us a week before regionals.

So we're not winning any gold this year.

Thanks, pal.

Just hurry. Simon's parents might be home.

Library.

All right, let's try this again. What's your name?

You, what's your name?

Okay, I'm just trying to have a decent conversation with you guys. Talk to me.

Will you help me today? I need your help with me. I need your... Bob!

Did you go back to the hospital?

Yeah. Did you talk to my dad?

No, no, but I did talk to another goat.

Non-living person.

He was on the lookout for your dad.

What? Who?

Who was it?

Kyle.

He died in a marching band bus crash. Happened back in... 2004.

Yeah, I know all about it from Quinn. She was on that bus.

Did she tell you what really went down that night?

Apparently, somebody jumped in front of the bus.

No, it was ice.

Skidded on black ice. Oh, that's what everyone at the school wanted us to

believe.

So why should we be trusting this non-living person to find my dad?

You know, I dealt with the same crap when I got back to school, and everyone

thought I had your head in my freezer.

Gets easier.

When are you going back to the hospital?

Lunch, yeah. I'm gonna apply to volunteer.

Can't hang out there without a badge.

Yo, how'd it go with Markson, baby? It didn't. Oh, God. It just reminded me why

I traded my clarinet for a Freddy Krueger poster. How'd it go with the

stage manager?

Oh, she traded in her nail gun for a glue gun.

Would it still hurt?

Best part's coming. She's gonna make herself laugh.

Wait, is that the football field? Just watch.

Oh.

Don't look so shocked, champ.

Their kind lived to make my kind feel like losers.

Was there any ever different when you were here?

It was worse when I dated them.

Ooh, this is sick. Mmm, love, love, love.

What do you think?

Too rad?

No, it's great.

If you're Mrs. Potato Head.

Okay, well, you've just crossed the pervy line. Rhonda, you've been to the

boys' room like two jillion times.

I know it sounds insane, but I feel kind of bad for her.

Who?

Maddie Smears?

Why?

God, if I ever die again, please blow my ashes in their faces.

I mean, not like bad, bad, but still.

Melting down on campus in front of the whole world.

No one wants to be the punching bag senior year.

Don't you have French lab now?

Totally spaced.

Okay. Ciao!

That's Italian.

Can I just say, it doesn't matter if the principal thinks she's bananas or a

pathological liar.

Either way, he'll hold her ass back and the rest of us can go on senior trip.

Catching that psycho moment was genius.

You're welcome.

How do we think Fitzgerald is exploring the class differences?

What statement is he making about Gatsby?

Tom and Daisy. You know about that video?

Hello?

Was it Simon? Anyone.

Is he still bleeding?

Well, I know who took it, and we need to nail her cartwheeling carcass to the

wall. Who?

Fitzgerald. The author.

Anyone?

Thoughts about this chapter?

Yeah.

Um, was Daisy inspired by his wife?

She was, like, psycho, right?

Psycho? Yeah, you know.

Loco. Bat shit.

Crazy. Matty, tell Principal Hartman that chick Livia, she took that video.

Well, his wife Zelda did have mental health challenges, but Daisy was most

likely inspired by his former girlfriend. Okay, steal her phone, prove

that she was at the football field after school. So, do we think that she was

actually nuts, or was she just pretending?

Give it a rest, asshole.

What did you just call me?

Hey, guys. Stop. Now.

Let's open Chapter 9 and let's read what apparently you haven't.

That could have gone worse.

Really? Your friend Fern basically skated around us like we were traffic

cones. Yeah, but she didn't shove us off the roof. Probably because you're a very

attractive traffic cone.

But I get why you said that earlier about asking people to face what they're

not ready to, you know, face.

I didn't realize that you'd gone into your scar already. And I totally get why

you might not want to talk about it.

But sometimes if you share it...

Yuri?

Sorry, what?

Nothing.

Are you sure that's the best place?

Do you really want to go down there again?

Alone? I'm not alone. I'm meeting Simon. Okay, but aren't there other rooms where

people have died and you can, like, talk? I just need a spot where we won't

be interrupted and no one asks me if I need the nurse.

Just guard the door and text me if anyone's coming.

Okay. Just please tell him that we miss him and...

First time in the morgue?

Yeah. Yeah, that would be a yes.

Thought I might find Dave down here.

Sometimes a bunch of us hang in here, play poker or barbershop.

It's fun to style folks who can't complain. You'd be blown away how many

people die on bad hair days.

Right.

If they're already gone when they're parked here, how am I able to see you?

Probably because of that mortician who showed up here a few years ago.

Yeah, he came to collect somebody, and that somebody sat up and grabbed his

wrist.

Yeah, gave him a heart attack, so... Did you find my girl?

No.

I had to go to school.

You're not flaking on me, are you? No, I'm not. I just haven't had the time.

Has anyone seen Maddie's dad?

No. It feels like he disappeared, man. I've searched every room in this place.

Unless he's hiding under one of the sheets. No, no, no.

No lifting sheets.

Damn,

dude. Better check the squeamish box on that application.

I'm not squeamish, okay? I'm just working my way up to not completely

freaked.

Yeah.

Yeah, I guess once you've been in a fiery crash, this room feels peaceful.

Hey, so, uh, Maddie talked to the other band kids.

They're sure the crash was caused by ice.

At least, uh, at least Quinn is.

Quinn? Who's Quinn?

He's, uh, a horn player.

I was in marching band all four years at that school, and there was no one in our

group named Quinn.

Unless that's the kid who jumped in front of our bus.

Hey. Hey, I'm sorry I'm late. I'm just trying to find some kid who died 60

years ago in the auto shop.

His name's Elliot.

Why are you looking for Elliot? Experiment number three.

Is it gonna work?

Probably not.

I think we're wasting so much time when all the answers are behind there.

Your friends?

No, they're not gonna release him.

I... I need your help.

What can I do?

Convince them that he's too valuable.

to be a prisoner of war. That chem teacher has secrets to spill. Yeah, but

the last one he spilled got him locked in there.

Speaking of secrets, who's Sabrina?

What?

Sorry, you don't have to tell me, but your dad thinks you're with her. And if

I have to cover for you... Not Maddie.

No, it's okay.

If you found someone special and you're not ready to share... She found me.

Tracked me down to a genetic testing site.

What? Turns out she's adopted, too, and, like, four years

older, and she actually figured out we have the same birth mother.

Jesus, Simon, this is huge.

You have family you didn't even know about?

How could you not mention this?

Maybe because the past couple weeks have been insane.

Yeah, but you have a sister.

I do.

And believe it or not, That newsflash got swallowed up by a body snatcher.

I was busy helping the family I already have.

Why should I text your parents?

Tell them I'm still visiting Sabrina.

Will they buy it?

They have so far.

It's the excuse I've been using to explain why I've been able all past four

days.

Okay.

I can do that.

What?

Hey, what?

Hey, are you okay?

No, I'm fine. I'm just having trouble sleeping and seeing stuff.

I think it's some kind of weird PTSD or... What?

I'm fine.

Don't worry about it.

Unless you've got any more bombshells to drop on me.

Did I tell you that Janet took her door?

She's gone.

Ladies, where are we supposed to be?

You both have class.

Move with purpose.

You're not upset.

Are you?

That she left?

No. Janet deserved to get out of this place.

Maddie?

Why are you down here?

After you.

Take a seat.

I'll get to you in a second.

Right there.

What's going on?

Right. You cannot hear me.

This day just keeps getting better and better.

You know, I guess I'm actually kind of happy that you can't hear me.

You would have no patience. You hate when I get all insecure.

And I mean, seriously, how am I supposed to compete with some shredded water polo

champ? I put on a bathing cap and I look like Squidward.

No. Please, go ahead, answer it. I'm used to being ignored.

Did you find him?

No, not yet.

But I'm starting to wonder about your dead friends at school, Maddie.

What are you talking about?

I'm just not sure they're all being completely honest with you.

Kyle said that there was no Quinn on the bus, and she definitely wasn't in the

marching band.

Yes, she was.

She's been in that uniform since Rhonda woke her up.

Well, maybe she was using the uniform to hide in plain sight or something.

Hide from what?

know this person like you do but we still have no idea how this happened to

simon and maybe maybe these folks aren't sharing everything they know if quinn

wasn't telling the truth about the bus crash what else is she holding back

It does make you at least question... No, it doesn't. I mean, maybe that's why

she got all twitchy when I asked her to go after the other bank kids. More than

twitchy. She ran out of here like her hair was on fire.

Sorry, do I need to remind everyone that Quinn went into her scar and brought out

the page from Janet's notebook to help us? Yeah, well, maybe she just did that

to shift focus from Mr. Martin to Janet.

Why would she protect Mr. Martin? I don't know. Maybe because he's a part of

the dark forces at this school that he keeps talking about. Maybe she is, too.

That is not Quinn.

But how do we know for sure?

Right? I mean...

What if everything we thought was so endearing and innocent about her was

just a way to reel us in? Charlie, stop talking. You have to admit, it's a

little strange that we're all busting our humps trying to help Simon. No one's

even seen her since breakfast. Have you ever heard of innocent until proven

guilty? Have you ever seen that girl blow a horn?

Thank you.

Do we think she's hiding in her scar?

Because then someone should go check.

Not you. I told Maddie that you wouldn't lose any more blood. But what are you

doing? Research, Walter.

I'm not relying on some dead hospital kid who plays frisbee with a bedpan to

tell me who I can and cannot trust.

If you refuse to tell me the truth... I needed to make a call. It was private.

There are a lot of other locations on this campus that are far safer and less

tainted.

Look, Maddie, I know about this video that's circulating around, okay?

And I intend to get to the bottom of it. But for now, I think we should call your

mother and you will... No, no, no, no, no. Don't do that.

You can't. You can't do that. Well, I think she needs to know that we intend

to punish the person who shot it and posted it.

I did.

What did you just say?

I shot and posted it as a joke, a stunt, because half the kids here think I'm

crazy, so I just gave them what they wanted to see.

What you're telling me now, it's very troubling, Maddie.

I just wanted to shut down the kids who didn't believe me.

Except now...

I don't know what to believe either.

Was this also some kind of stunt?

No.

I don't remember that.

The doctor says that's common with head injuries.

Nothing in 2003.

I take it you haven't found her?

I will.

What have you found?

Haven't found her yet. She's definitely not in any marching band.

Here, take a look.

Sorry, I can't do it. I won't.

I get it.

But, I don't know, it's not total shock, right?

I mean, if everyone presented themselves as who they really are, would we ever

trust anyone?

I don't trust anyone.

My faith in humanity has been in cold storage since 1963.

It just... I don't know, I... It hurts.

But that only makes us tougher, right?

I mean, you're like the toughest person I've ever met.

Like the poem says.

What's stronger than the human heart which shatters over and over and still

lives?

He's a keeper.

Check it out, team.

You stole Quinn's mellophone case?

Why don't you ask her who she stole it from?

See, there's a name label here, but it's peeled off.

Rhonda. Not looking.

It's pretty sketch, right?

Maybe...

We should go check out the band room look for other stuff that might help us

figure figure this out Yeah Here see if you can find anything. I might have

missed right now. It looks like Quinn was a ghost before she was a ghost

Quinn?

What yeah you

Why would she tell Hartman that? Then she could be here for Simon. If Sandra

picks her up, she'll be bubble-wrapped in her bedroom.

What if she says she went gong girl and starts feeding the trolls?

Breathe. Okay.

We're doing everything we can.

What if the cannibal has photos of Maddie stealing that jacket at the

party? What if she's been following her all along?

Saw her burn on that farmhouse?

Smashed Mr. Anderson in the face with an oar? Technically, that wasn't Anderson.

Try telling that to the jury.

Maddie's not on trial, Nicole. She's on fifth period social studies.

Just think before we jump to disaster, okay?

Claire's right. We need to chill.

You're too chill.

Like, what are you doing?

Trying to track down a girl who went here 20 years ago.

Wouldn't she be, like, 40?

Eh, give or take.

Ew.

Ew.

Where you been?

You went in the bus car, didn't you?

Was she in there? No, no.

Uh, there were some others there, though.

This is, uh, brutal.

I mean, I almost wish the snow was coming down heavier so that it could

cover up.

You used this to get in the scar, and I promised her I would keep you safe. I

want you to look through this.

2003, look for anyone named Quinn.

Chin slightly to your left, please.

Nice.

Excuse me.

I may have given the wrong card on my order. Can I just... Oh, yeah. It should

be in here somewhere.

Thanks.

And smile.

Does anyone know Quinn's last name?

I'm not sure she has one.

Of course she has a last name. She's in marching band. She's not headlining

Vegas.

Dude, are you still in 2003?

Oh, yeah.

Sorry.

A little unfocused.

Still trying to shake off that drummer who went out. A stop sign staked through

his heart.

I don't think anyone should be forced to live in their worst nightmare.

Including Mr.

Martin.

Yeah, she's definitely not in 2002.

Wally, I know he lied to you.

But come on.

Every second that he's locked in there is another second we lose figuring this

out.

Think about it if you guys are treating him as bad

Turn

slightly to your right, please.

That's it super Lift your chin a little

Daddy, are you okay?

Would you like to clean yourself off in the restroom?

Can you go with her?

I'm fine.

Take the picture.

Take the picture!

Hey, did you hear? Yeah, I heard.

They won't stop until she confesses to everything Janet did and is carted off

in handcuffs. And then what happens to Simon?

Livia may not be behind this.

Oh, great. So she's just the pebble that started the landslide. Going to Hartman

is not the best move. He's already scared shitless of Livia's mother.

I'm not going to Hartman. I'm going inside.

Inside what?

Your little coven.

I'm going to win over your frenemies and find out exactly what they have on

Maddie. You can't. They'll eat you alive.

You want to bet?

I know these girls, okay?

I spent middle school being tortured by them.

Hiding behind my locker, eating my lunch at a toilet stall.

I'm not letting them take down Maddie.

Hey, you all right?

Maddie, this is a pile-on, all right? If we don't do something about this...

Molly, stop, please.

But I didn't mean to...

Don't cry.

I'm not crying because of anything you said.

Or because of some lame, unoriginal bullies.

I don't know how to do this.

Do what?

Live in two worlds.

You know, if I look crazy, it's because that's how I feel.

Whether I'm here or home, nothing will ever be the way it was before.

And I can't unsee what I've seen.

Well, we don't have to do this during school hours. I mean, we can meet up

when there's nobody here.

Weekends.

Is being with me making it worse?

Because if I'm holding you back or just dragging you down, then we can take a

break.

Or just call it quits.

Wally.

Nothing about you makes my life worse.

What are you doing?

Put a copy of that on your chain.

What if it disappears?

Doesn't mean it's not there.

So where to now? Do you know which one was Quinn's locker?

She will.

Where was Quinn's locker?

Okay, easy dragnet.

Simon wants us in the auto shop for an update.

Okay,

seriously?

Who are you?

You quote these new-age poems, and you spout wisdom, and yet you're pining

after some himbo who probably thinks Auschwitz is a beer?

Whoa, wait, Charlie. No.

I get pining.

I do.

But at least with Mr. Figueroa, I knew him when he was Emilio. We had history.

You're just drooling over some jock who can't even see you, and I'm standing

right here. Really, I am not pining over that kid, okay? He could be my grandson.

I don't know, shit, he's probably young enough to be mine, too. No, listen.

You don't get it, okay? He could.

Be my grandson.

The group has more questions for you.

Including me.

You coming?

I'm sorry. I'm gonna need a flow chart.

How could you have a grandson?

It's not that much of a stretch, Charlie. It's not like... Can we not do

this now?

Quinn?

Where have you been?

Growing a spine.

Thanks to you.

I saw what they did to you in the library, and I saw what you did.

That was badass.

I wish that we had been here at the same time.

I know you couldn't find me in the yearbook.

That's because back then...

Everybody called me Jacqueline.

Why?

Because that's my name.

It was my name.

I don't remember any Jacquelines in any class photos.

That's because I made sure to be sick on picture day for three years in a row.

Otherwise I'd be wearing some frilly dress that my mother got me.

Starting with my name, she just never got who I was.

So when you pulled me out of the band, I took the chance to call myself something

else.

I said that I'm Quinn because, well,

Quinn's not a she or a he, and it

just... It fit.

More so than Jacqueline ever did.

I never set out to lie to any of you.

If anything... I thought I was finally being honest.

What are you doing here?

Yearbook pics.

Deadline's coming, so they asked me to grab some candidates.

Wait, honestly?

They sent you?

I thought you'd be happy.

Mr. Gillette thinks I'm the best they've got.

What's going on? They sent her.

From yearbook.

Oh.

Cool.

Yeah, so just do your thing. I won't get in your way.

Hey.

Hey, Livia.

If you're good with it, I'd like to keep you front and center.

Yeah, I'm good with that.

And she's in.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Why is he here?

What's going on?

I invited him. This is your update? I got an update for you. He's not welcome

here. In spite of how it might feel, this is a safe space.

Safe for who?

Guys. He told you there's a reason we're all stuck here.

We deserve to know more. I don't have all the answers.

I'll settle for one.

Why am I here if I'm not even dead?

Does this have something to do with the bus accident?

Quinn, can I ask you something about the night of the crash?

Do you have any memory of someone jumping in front of the bus?

I was sitting in the back. Yeah, but did the driver say something or scream

before he swerved?

Uh... Was it snowing that night?

You were the first one out there after the crash, weren't you?

Do you remember seeing anything?

Uh... So what do you remember?

Just answer the question.

I didn't move to this town to teach at this school.

I grew up here.

That's still not an answer.

Let him speak.

I spent summers playing with my friends at Bergen Creek.

It was me, Joe, and Ralph.

And we were inseparable.

Like brothers.

We'd catch turtles and frogs.

But on this one day, we went home empty-handed.

Ralphie suggested we cut through the graveyard. That way we'd get to his

house faster.

And as we cut across the field, it got dark.

Like someone had tossed a blanket over the sky.

We should go home.

At some point, Joe and I realized that Ralph, he wasn't with us.

He got hit.

What? When we turned around, we found him on the ground.

Ralph!

Stay with him while I get help.

What do I do?

Make sure he doesn't swallow his tongue.

Don't let nothing happen to him, Everett.

Ralph, wake up.

Ralph, can you hear me?

Ralph, get up.

Wake up.

Ralph, wake up.

Wake up!

Come on!

Ralph, you gotta wake up.

Did he die in that field?

When his parents and the doctor rushed out there,

he was gone.

What do you mean, gone?

What are you saying? He was dragged off by some wild animal? Did they find parts

of him?

He just disappeared.

It was pouring by then. He may have gotten up and wandered to the river.

They never found them.

They told me it wasn't my fault for leaving them.

Years later, after I died, I heard that music.

The song that Ralphie sang.

I followed it.

And I realized that it... Oh gosh, it was coming from under the floor.

And I... I found this... pole.

And I went...

Where does it go?

There are others in this school.

But they... They're not like us.

What are you saying?

Other students?

I don't know what was down there.

But I couldn't find my way out.

There suddenly something... Something grabbed me.

clawed at my ankle.

I was suddenly pulled underwater.

When it finally released me, I came up for air.

I was blinded by headlights.

So you were in front of that bus.

I never intended to be.

I followed the music.

But the driver saw you.

Some barrier broke down and made you visible.

And eight students died.

I'm sorry.

So you think whatever it was that grabbed you?

That might be the reason why so many people died at this school?

The reason why Simon got sucked in?

Yes.

How do I get down there?