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Hi.

Mom?

Dad?

Charlie?

What are you doing?

Charlie.

Dad?

Where are your books on astrology?

Uh, just past autobiographies.

Hey, Gemstone. Stopping by Kroeger on my way home.

So, uh... Text if you want me to grab something, yeah?

All right. You know I love you.

I had that dream again.

I can't seem to wake up from it.

Every day, I go through the motions of life.

But I'm not really...

living.

I had so many plans.

So many ideas about what my future would look like.

What I would look like.

And now when I look in the mirror,

I don't even recognize the person staring back at me.

- I'm angry. - So much that it... ...hurts.

And everyone keeps saying that it'll hurt less with time.

That the pain will fade, but...

But it doesn't.

It just sinks deeper under your skin.

How do I make it go away?

I just want it to go away.

Father?

Father.

There you are.

I was hoping you'd be back before I left.

Another shift?

Yes.

We need the money.

You can't keep pushing yourself like this, Mom.

It's just one extra shift.

A few quick hours, and I'll be back.

We could sell it, you know? Get something smaller.

This house has been in your father's family for generations.

I'm not selling now.

- I'm just saying if you think it-- - Darling.

You worry too much, honey.

Okay? Just...

go do something fun tonight.

You're always boarded up in this house.

There's dinner in the fridge. Just heat it up.

-Mom, I'm trying to talk to you. -Gemma...

Gemma!

- Oh, my God. - You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Fuck. Hey.

What is that?

Ryan here is a certified entrepreneur.

It's mostly caffeine, Vicodin, and other household shit.

It's basically Molly.

- No, I'm... I'm good. - I'll take it.

- Thank you, man. - Appreciate it, buddy.

Oh, look!

Woah!

Oh, my God.

Okay.

All right, Ryan. You chose well.

- It's very rare. - Very rare, yeah.

- Guys. - Oh, my goodness.

- When were you last on a Ferris wheel? - When I was a kid.

- And happy. - Seriously. And happy.

Jesus.

- Candy apples. - Ooh, I love those.

- I know, right? - Watch. Sorry.

Phew.

- Oh, I wanna play that. - Okay.

- I'm gonna whoop your ass in it. - Thanks.

What.

- You having a good time? - This is crazy.

I still can't believe you dragged us to this.

You know this place opened like yesterday?

- Yo, Gem, come on. Keep up. - Sorry.

Woah. Look.

Can we go?

Absolutely.

-Absolutely not. -Why?

Because. I will throw up.

-Watch. -Oh, my goodness.

- I bet you could do that really nice. - Thanks.

Popcorn now or later?

- Ooh. Later. - Later?

- We said the same thing. - Ooh.

- It's almost like we're besties. - Yo, we gotta check out this ride.

- I'm down. - Absolutely not.

- Come on, Liv. - No.

Please.

I can never say no to you.

Let's go.

Come on.

Please keep your arms and hands inside the ride at all times

unless you wanna lose them.

See you on the other side.

He's so obsessed with the carnival,

he can't see what's right in front of his eyes.

Hey, Hart. It's Boyer. Listen.

We got a mild 4-20 situation here on the south perimeter.

Couple of teens. We searched them. It's just weed. Nothing harder than that.

Am I being fucking detained?

- They're all congregating here. - The fuck, man?

Could be here to buy. Just be aware.

- Fuck you, man! - Over.

-Cover the south perimeter. -Copy. On my way.

Did you guys try the mirror maze yet?

Yeah, it was super trippy.

That was crazy.

Yo, you good?

You're fine.

That's just how much I love y'all.

-To get on rides like that. -Oh, my...

Oh, my God. What's next?

What was that all about?

The whole reason he wanted to come here.

Keeping the entrepreneurial spirit strong.

Just made two bills off those guys.

Gemma.

I haven't seen you out in a while.

And Ryan. When did you get back in town?

Um...

Last week. We got in last week.

So, uh, how's the family?

-How's Angela? -Mom's good. Yeah.

- We're... getting by. - Good.

All right, uh... Well, um...

It was good seeing you.

Um, I actually had a question for you.

Do you know if Eric is back in town?

Post.

Post?

There's a name I haven't heard in a while. Why do you ask?

Nothing. It's... probably nothing.

Don't worry.

I got officers patrolling the event all night.

If he's here, he won't be a problem.

Thanks.

-You two have a good night. -See you soon, Officer.

- Jesus, Liv. - All right. Whatever.

Is that fucking creep still bothering you?

I don't know. I got a weird text.

Okay, well, if he tries anything, I'll pound his ass.

Let's go.

Thanks, brother.

- Gemma, Wow. - Do you want some?

- Entrepreneur. - The spirit's alive.

- Can you sense that? - Oh, God.

Whee!

Wow.

It's an adrenaline rush.

You like roller coasters?

- Yeah, but I get super nauseous. - Woah! Oh, shit!

I almost forgot what it's like to have fun.

Me, too.

I'm really glad you came.

Yeah. Me, too. Thank you for inviting me.

You're welcome.

Look, I know that, um...

I haven't been the best about reaching out to you.

It's okay. I get it.

Yeah.

It's really not, though.

I should've been there for you.

I don't know. Just, at the time, I didn't know how.

I didn't know how to help you.

I don't think anyone could've.

Are... are we good?

-Yeah, we're good. -We're good?

So much for the cotton candy, then.

What the actual fuck? Those bathrooms are disgusting.

Feeling better?

- Hey, stud. - Huh?

Come over and win a prize for your girlfriends.

Who wants a shitty teddy bear?

Come on.

You have to be the luckiest man at the carnival tonight.

Yeah, right. He wishes.

- That's nice of you. - Okay, so you know the rules?

First one who knocks down the cans is the winner

and can choose what they want here.

- Loser buys Taco Bell. - Mmm.

You guys ready? Okay.

Aim.

And...

throw.

Oh, nice. Nice.

Come on.

Oh that's nice work. Go for it. Another one.

-Here we are! -I won!

We have a winner here.

I've never won anything in my life.

No surprises there.

You can pick whatever you like here. You are...?

Gemma.

Gemma.

Take your pick.

I like this.

Oh, nice.

You like this?

Come. Let me help you.

Wow. That's a nice one.

It fits very well on you.

It's really good to see you, Gemstone.

-Damn, Post. -Liv.

-I look different, I know. -How do you all know Eric?

Uh, we went to school together.

Yeah.

And Post here was a real stalker.

Why don't you do yourself a favor, buddy,

and keep walking.

Stalker.

I was hoping I'd run into you.

I owe you an apology.

I made a lot of mistakes when I was younger.

You have every right to be made at me or...

even scared of me.

Whatever you feel about me, I understand.

But I'm...

I'm not the same person I used to be.

And as an olive branch,

I wanted to give you guys some free tickets to my show.

Show starts at ten in the red tent, just down there.

Come on. Let's go.

Thanks for the tickets, pal.

Ah, she is so sexy, huh?

What can I get you, Officer? It's on the house.

A classic hot dog, please.

Son of a bitch.

Eric, you in here?

Eric?

- Boo. - Jesus.

Easy, old man.

You look like you've seen a ghost.

-What are you doing back here? -Didn't you hear?

I'm part of the show.

I'm gonna make this real simple for you, Post.

Leave Gemma Lewis alone.

Or I'll remind you why you left town in the first place.

Oh, Dan.

Still picking on the little guy to make yourself feel big.

What happens when the little guy grows up?

You play the sanctimonious, small-town hero,

but deep down,

you're just scared that the world will see you for who you really are.

You're no better than the men you lock up.

Come near her again,

and I will put you back behind bars.

Eric.

I can smell your fear.

Are you ready

for a night like no other?

Are you ready for a night full of passion and desire?

And fantasy?

- Yes? - Yes.

Leave your inhibitions outside. In here...

you'll indulge yourselves

like you've never indulged before, I promise you.

You look safe. I think I may come amongst you.

Are you safe?

- You? Are you safe? - Yes.

Don't be scared. I don't bite.

Not yet.

Ladies, gentlemen,

and every other delicious flavor of human being in between,

my name is Toussaint.

Enchanté.

And I bid you all bienvenue, shalom,

as-salamu alaykum, bienvenidos,

and welcome... to Carnival Gothique.

And I thought I was dramatic.

Now. That's very polite, but I haven't done anything yet.

A little magic, perhaps. Yes?

So, who amongst you is ready

to leave this world and escape

for a few moments of bliss?

Do I have a volunteer?

Ah.

Maybe the young lady. The only one here who won't look at me.

Bonjour.

This young lady.

- Me? - Yes, you.

Step right up.

-Mademoiselle, what is your name? -Gemma.

Gemma.

A precious gemstone.

Enchanté.

Now, Gemma, have you ever been hypnotized before?

-No, never. -No?

Are you a believer?

Not really.

Oh. She kills me.

Well, maybe we can convert you this evening.

Tell me, what is your favorite... season?

Uh, I guess winter.

I'm a thousand years old. I can't hear you. Speak up.

-Winter. -Winter!

How unusual.

Okay. Let's see what we can do.

Look into my eyes.

And relax.

Forget all these people.

Just you and I.

What?

Dad?

Are you okay?

Winter, you say?

Okay.

Don't look now, Gemma, but...

what's that?

I think we have a believer.

Unfortunately,

like life,

all things, good and bad, must come to an end.

I'm so sorry, Gemma.

Be gone!

How was that?

- That was incredible. - I'm so glad.

A hand for Gemma.

Now, Gemma has proven the bravest amongst all of you.

Who's next? Anybody?

Ah, all the hands shoot up now, now we see Gemma's adventures.

Right.

- Uh... - Me.

Right here.

It seems this young lady has insisted herself.

All right. You're not shy, are you?

- No, I'm not shy at all. - No.

Please, take the center stage. What is your name?

- Olivia. - Olivia, the unshy.

Shall we do something a little different?

Since you are so bold.

You know, magic can be light and dark.

- Do you have a dark side? - I mean, don't we wall?

Would you like to explore it?

Sure.

Okay.

Olivia, what scares you?

What are you frightened of?

Besides creepy old carnys?

Ow.

She bites.

Monsters under the bed? Spiders? Sharks?

- Not since I was 5. - Okay.

Well, we will try, and maybe I will fail.

It's never happened, but there's always a first time.

All right.

Hm? Just look at me.

We're alone in this room.

Just you and I.

Can you hear me?

You see me, Olivia, don't you?

You are just your thoughts and my thoughts.

Relax.

It's only you and I here.

All these other people have gone.

All the sounds have disappeared.

All your body seems to have melted away.

See far beyond my eye.

You can hear your heart.

Everyone's frightened of something.

Help. Please.

Please.

Please, stop.

Please make it stop!

My head feels like it's splitting open.

Please, stop!

Please, make it stop!

- Stop! - That's enough, man.

Cut the shit, man!

Please, make it stop!

- Hey, cut the shit! - All right. And be gone!

And how was that?

Are you sure you're okay?

Just drop it. I'm fine.

It's not that deep.

It looked pretty deep.

Fuck off, Ry.

Okay, dude. Why are you crashing out?

I'm the crash-out?

- Liv, stop. - What does that mean?

What? I want to know what it means.

You got into Yale, Gemma.

Now you're signing out books at Cedar Creek?

Out of all of us,

you had the most potential to actually do something with your life.

Now look at you.

My dad died, Liv.

We all have fucked-up shit happen to us.

But with you, it's...

-It's your whole vibe. -Jesus, Liv. What the fuck?

-I tried to leave. I didn't have a choice. -You tried.

You tried, and you failed.

Story of your life.

No, Gemma, wait.

Let her go.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Huh?

And to what do we owe this honor?

Oh, you know this has always been one of my favorite shows.

Is it really?

Not particularly.

I find it a little macabre.

Hardly the most troubling part of the show.

Yes, the young cub is reckless, but...

you were young once.

Even he knows the code cannot be broken.

You saw the girl's mind just as I did. That's why you're here, isn't it?

Showtime.

Ladies and gentlemen,

what you're about to witness

is real.

This is not a magic show.

There are no tricks.

If you have a low tolerance for violence,

you should exit the tent now.

Without further ado,

I give you the man who feels no pain.

What is pain?

Can you touch it?

Can you smell it?

Can you taste it?

Or is it an illusion of the mind?

We're all told at a young age not to play with fire.

The problem is...

I never listened.

You ready?

Ah. Ha. Ha ha.

Just kidding.

How do you like your meat? Medium?

Well done?

Me? I'm a bloody kind of guy myself.

Oof.

Is it just me or is it hot in here?

Let's move on.

Look at that.

As good as new.

How about something a little more cutting?

No pain, no gain, right?

Hm.

How about that ten-dollar admission?

In this economy.

Outrageous, right?

Again.

Ooh.

How 'bout one more for luck?

Huh?

Not too close to the heart.

Oops.

My bad.

- What the fuck? - You're still here.

I'm impressed.

Now for the grand finale.

Have you ever seen a live lobotomy?

You see, this...

This is the only way

to get the crazy out.

Hmmm.

Yo, what the fuck, man?!

Almost as painful as a broken heart.

Gemma.

Kay, I'm sorry I was a bitch. I shouldn't have said all that stuff.

-Yeah, it was really fucked up. -I know. I just...

I know you have so much more in you. You know? We both do.

Please stay.

C'mon, Gem.

All right. Fine.

Good.

That show was so disturbing.

Who is that girl to you?

-What girl? -Don't lie to me, Eric, please.

You swore you had no troubling connections with this town.

I agreed to come because I trusted you, my boy.

I feel bad for him.

I mean, he lost everything in that crash. Both his parents.

He has no one.

He is no one.

When trust is broken,

it is almost impossible to rebuild, yes?

Not leaving so soon, are you?

Uh, that last show was kind of a lot.

Why don't you come to our party? It's a bit more exclusive.

I don't know.

Isabelle here has been dying to get to know you.

Mm. I've been dying to get to know her, too.

- What do you think? - Fuck it.

I'm always down for a good time.

Perfect.

Come.

I know another way.

You brought me in here for a... a door?

It's not just a door.

It's a test.

Can you walk through without knowing what is on the other side?

Okay. Maybe we should get back.

When was the last time you opened a door into the unknown?

I don't know.

-Maybe you're afraid of what you'll find. -Maybe I don't like stupid magic tricks.

Okay. I'll walk you back to the carnival then.

Wait.

When my dad died.

Kay?

The whole world just...

...stopped.

Every door led to nothing.

Grief is a strange architect.

It builds walls where doors used to be.

But not here.

Most people think doors are just about getting somewhere new.

But they're really about believing there is still something left to find.

The carnival is just the front of the gate.

The real show is inside.

What is this place?

Most people live their whole life afraid to be who they really are.

Here, we give them the power to break free from that.

I know. It's a lot for the first time.

But many don't realize how much they hide from themselves.

What do you hide yourself from, Gemma?

The pins. What do they mean?

It's our family crest.

Wait here. I'll be back.

I'm so glad you made it.

Thank you for inviting us.

It's... magical.

Yes.

The carnival is my home.

Everyone who works here is my family.

All hand-chosen by me.

My sons and daughters, once unwanted, unloved, and now,

all somewhere they belong.

I recognize pain, Gemma.

I see yours.

And I saw Eric's.

May I ask, what is your relationship with him?

There is none. We were together for a while, and...

Things didn't end well.

But you are frightened of him, no?

Like I said, things didn't end well.

Well, rest assured you are safe here.

The man he once was is no longer.

Now, Sebastian will show you things tonight.

Don't be afraid.

I don't think you will be.

There is beauty in the dark.

Life does not have to be bleak.

The world can be... a carnival.

Gemma!

Gemma!

Come meet my new friends.

This is Manuel, and this is Arnaud.

No, wait. This is Arnaud and this is... Manuel?

Ugh. It doesn't matter. They're both hot.

Is he yours?

Ha! No.

- Like a doll. - Hm.

They like your smile.

Come on, guys. Let's go dance. Come on.

We go?

Go.

Come on.

Hey!

Leave her the fuck alone.

Freak.

This isn't high school anymore, Ry.

I'm not the same weak nobody that you used to beat up.

Eric.

I'll be seeing you, Ryan.

Is this where you seduce all your guests?

Only the ones who make it this far.

How exclusive.

You're beautiful.

Can I ask you a question?

-The tall guy with the cane. -Toussaint.

He told me not to be afraid.

What did he mean by that?

You trust me, don't you?

I don't know why, but I do.

There's something you have to know about me.

About Toussaint.

And about most of the people that work in this place.

What I tell you will sound impossible.

But it's true.

Okay. You're really starting to scare me.

I joined the carnival when I was 33.

And that was 87 years ago.

Well, you look really good for 120.

I don't age.

Time can't touch me.

Oh, I get it now.

Does this whole, like, Edward Cullen act actually work?

It's not an act.

You're... not joking.

Okay. Right, um...

I'm gonna go.

You don't believe me.

Uh, I believe you believe what you're saying.

That's kinda the problem.

- I'm telling the truth. - Sorry.

I just don't have room in my life for crazy right now.

Gemma.

This isn't real.

Things like this aren't... real.

I'm just as real as you are, Gemma.

So... do you--

Yes.

I need it to survive.

We feed on humans.

Just to quench our thirst.

But never enough to turn them into one of us.

And then, when the night is over,

we make them forget.

You don't kill?

It's forbidden.

-We do have rules. -Rules?

Yes. This is why we're here.

Out there at the carnival, we pretend.

We entertain.

We perform.

But here.

Here we are hidden behind this threshold.

We are free to be... what we really are.

Is that why I'm here?

You know. To...

Only if you let me.

Will it hurt?

No.

Maybe the first second.

But then afterward,

it's euphoria.

Stronger than any drug your mortal world has to offer.

And if I say no?

No means no.

And you'll forget me.

You'll forget this place.

You'll forget everything.

Okay.

It makes the blood taste sweeter.

You can taste it in my blood?

Do it. Drink from me.

Look at me. Look at my eyes.

My eyes.

No, no, no. W-what the fuck is going on?

What... What are you doing?

Now, now. Go! Come on, come on, come on!

Fuck!

-What the fuck? It was just getting good. -Shh.

Oh, fuck.

Okay, what the hell is wrong with you?

They're fucking eating people in there.

-Who? -"Who?"

The fucking carnys!

Okay? They hypnotized you. They hypnotized everyone.

-Carn-- You're a... -Shit.

Oh, fuck. Come on.

You really need to chill with the pills.

Yeah?

Then why do you look like a goddamn murder victim?

Aw, shit.

Fuck.

- Woah, this is so trippy. - Oh, fuck.

This is crazy.

Liv! Liv, wait up.

Liv?

Come on, Liv. Liv, answer me.

Liv?

Ryan?

Fuck!

How do you choose where to go next?

The newest of us chooses.

-It's a kind of ritual. -Why them?

They still remember what it's like to belong somewhere.

This time was Eric.

-Eric picked this town? -Yeah.

He said this is the kind of place where curiosity never runs deep.

Safer for those who live in the shadows.

Is this the part where you make me forget?

Only if you want me to.

Or you can come with us instead.

- Come with you? - And the carnival.

Toussiant thinks you'd fit. And I do, too.

Me?

Fit how?

You see the world differently.

You look past the tricks and find the truth.

And if I don't?

Then this is our goodbye.

My mom. What happens to her?

All mortal ties must be severed.

You can never return, Gemma.

But come with me.

Leave this behind.

Sempre viva.

- Sebastian, I-- - We leave tomorrow night for another town.

Decide by then.

And I hope your answer is yes.

What the fuck?

Okay.

What do you want, freak?

What the fuck?

Okay.

What the fuck, man?

Fuck! Fuck!

Ryan?

Help me! Help me! Somebody, help me!

Please, somebody. Help me!

-Help me! -Hey, hey. Woah, woah.

-He's killing him! He's killing him! -Who's killing who?

Officer.

I think I hurt someone.

Hey. Don't move!

Shoot him!

I said stop!

I don't want to hurt you!

- Don't worry. - You won't.

-I said don't move. -Shoot him!

You think you're the good guy, don't you?

Hiding behind that badge

like it's a piece of armor.

Shoot him!

-But I know what you did. -What are you doing? Shoot him!

Give my regards to Mr. Lewis.

Stay right there.

Why?

Justice.

Crazy Gemma.

Did you forget your keys again?

Eric?

Hi, Mrs. Lewis.

May I come in?

Mom?

What are you doing?

Mom.

Are you... okay?

Mom, stop! Mom, wake up! Mom!

Stop! Mom, stop! Wake up!

Mom, mom, mom, mom. Wake up! Mom!

Mom, stop!

The Gothique. Tonight.

Tell no one.

Come alone, Gemstone.

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

Stop! Please, stop!

We've managed to stop the bleeding.

But she's suffered severe blood loss...

...and lacerations to the liver, to the kidneys,

and to the stomach.

We're doing all we that we can, but...

we don't expect she'll wake.

If you want, we can call you a... a priest or rabbi.

Where were you tonight?

Here. At my show.

Afterwards.

Did you go to her?

I--

Did you go to her?

- Yes. - You defy the rules of my carnival.

Again.

Fuck your rules.

Fuck this place. This isn't a carnival.

It's a petting zoo.

And we're the attractions.

Your show is canceled.

You stupid old fuck.

You think you're punishing me.

You freed me.

The girl. Is she in or out?

Forgive me.

Shhh.

Don't fight it.

Sebastian. Sebastian. Sebastian, wake up.

Come on. Wake up.

Sebastian, please wake up.

Come on.

He won't wake.

Those chains are pure silver.

He's not going anywhere.

Eric, what is this?

Eric, what are you doing to her?

Call it glamour.

Sorry about your mom.

I needed to send you a message.

This was your father's favorite, wasn't it?

Stop.

This song.

Eric, stop.

Stop!

Stop!

Eric, stop!

Okay.

Why are you doing this?

-You really don't know, do you? -Know what?

What she did.

What your father did.

What they hid.

That night,

the crash that took my parents.

It... It wasn't fate.

-It wasn't rain on the road. -What are you talking about?

Your father was driving.

And she was with him.

They hit my parents

and left them there to die.

You're lying.

And then your dad

got his old sheriff buddy

to help him cover up the crime.

Do you know if Eric is back in town?

Post.

There's a name I haven't heard in a while. Why do you ask?

You think you're the good guy.

But I know what you did.

I don't believe you.

- No? - No.

Ask her, then!

This is the answer you've been searching for all these years.

Why he did it.

Yeah.

Michael Lewis speaking.

He tried to walk away.

End the affair. But Olivia, she wouldn't let him.

She threatened to tell everything.

I know what you did.

And now, everybody's gonna know.

Men like you don't survive women like me.

The weight of it.

The guilt.

It crushed him.

Goodbye, Michael.

The vindictive bitch just wouldn't let him go.

- Let me explain. - Get away from me.

-No, Gemma, please-- -Don't touch me!

I was 18. I was so young. He had a wife. A family. I--

You were my friend!

Well...

- Gemma, please. - Now that that's settled...

No!

Okay.

It's okay.

I don't... I don't...

You... You killed her.

Yeah.

What is wrong with you?

Exactly what part of my speech was unclear.

You're a monster.

She killed your father.

I mean... I would've killed him if I had the chance to.

But fuck. She was your best friend, right?

Eric.

You need help.

She killed mine, too, you know?

Honestly, who knows

how many more fathers

would've been killed if we hadn't stopped her?!

Don't you see it?!

Now don't you get it?!

Our destinies were decided by the same two people.

You know, for years,

I thought you knew.

I thought you were part of it.

I wanted you to suffer as I suffered.

But when Toussaint took hold of her at the carnival,

I saw her mind.

All of my brothers and sisters. We all saw it.

Even your dear Sebastian.

He saw

what I had already known

for years.

All that pain.

All that loss. It held me captive.

For so long.

You're a prisoner, too, Gemstone.

Just like me.

- Two sides of the same coin. - No.

I see that now.

I don't need to make you suffer

any more than you already have.

Come with me.

Come with me,

and we can ease each other's suffering together.

For eternity.

Fuck you.

Eric!

You dare to kill under this roof?

Even now, you continue to bring shame to this house, Eric.

I'm no longer part of the family, remember?!

I can do whatever the fuck I want.

And right now, I want to take her and be on my way.

No, no.

Gemma has been offered a place with us.

Your place.

- I'm taking her with me. - Sebastian, wake up.

Sebastian.

You want to challenge the king, do you, little cub?

You think you are the first in 800 years to test me?

Do your worst.

What's the matter, little cub? Frightened?

The man who feels no pain, huh?

You have no respect.

You turned us into killers

and then told us we can't kill!

We choose to coexist.

You are choosing to kill because something in you... is broken.

I had such faith in you.

Such trust.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

I treated you like a son because you had no father.

Please.

No more.

I'll go.

Go?

Sorry, my boy.

Too late.

You were given a great gift.

And you squandered it.

Father, please.

Be gone.

Back off... or she dies.

There's no way out, Eric.

- We're leaving. - That's never going to happen.

-She's mine. -You're pathetic.

You always have been. Nobody wants you. Not them. Not me.

Shut up.

Just do it!

Just kill me. That's what you actually want, you coward.

-No. -I said shut up!

You're nothing. You're no one.

You never have been. Just fucking do it, Eric.

Eric, what have you done?

Gemma, please.

What's hap-- What's... What's happening to me?

You can taste it in my blood?

Holy water.

Pater.

Oui.

Gemma.

I recognize pain, Gemma.

I see yours.

You're a prisoner, too, Gemstone.

- Dad? - Just like me.

Something in you... is broken.

All of that pain. It held me captive for so long

I should've been there for you.

I didn't know how to help you.

Almost as painful as a broken heart.

You tried and you failed.

Story of your life.

Grief is a strange architect.

- It's your dad's fault. - It builds walls...

What do you remember about dad's death?

- It's all been said. - ...where doors were.

And everyone keeps saying that it'll hurt less with time.

That the pain will fade, but...

- But it doesn't. - You know I love you.

When I look in the mirror, I don't even recognize

the person staring back at me.

- I just want it to go away. - Make it stop!

Please, make it stop!

How do I make it go away?

All mortal ties must be severed.

Can you walk through without knowing what is on the other side?

Don't be afraid. There is beauty in the dark.

- Life does not have to be bleak. - For you.

What do you hide yourself from, Gemma?

There is still something left to find.