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Well, this was
a waste of time.

Not completely.

I haven't been camping
since I was a boy.

It's nice to get out.

So that's our article?

Camping is
a pleasant diversion.

You didn't think we
were really going to

find anything
supernatural, did you?

I was hoping.

Well, nature calls.

What was that?

Nature. Calling.

Or do you believe
in spirits after all?

Do it well away from
the tent this time, would you?

No! No! Please!

Gregory? Gregory?

Boo.

Very funny.

Who are you?

I'm not falling
for that again.

Stand back!
Leave me alone!

You can stop.

Gregory?

Who are you?

George is on thin ice
with his landlady, apparently.

She believes he's been
having overnight visits

from a certain
lady friend.

So he thinks helping her
with the roof this weekend

will allay
her suspicions?

Since George
and Effie can't come,

perhaps we should
call it off.

No, William.
It's a camping trip.

It'll be fun.

But it will just
be you me...

Huh? Huh?

Who's ready for
an adventure?

The six of us are
going to have such fun.

Rock-climbing
and foraging,

and cave-exploring.

Unfortunately, George and Effie
are busy this weekend.

What a shame.

Still, more time
just the four of us.

That's just what
I was thinking.

Ruth is a bit nervous
about sleeping in a tent.

I don't think she's ever
actually been in one.

I'm sure she'll be fine.

She'll probably
jump out of her skin

at the least
little noise.

That's women for you.
Isn't that right?

Huh? Huh?
I'm right, yeah.

I hope the ride wasn't
too rough on you.

Oh, no Hennie I'm
made of tough stuff.

Where can I freshen up?

I'm sure we can
find somewhere.

Seems like a fine town,
doesn't it?

It seems like a town.

Perhaps we'll move
to a place like this one day.

Oh, you have such
a wicked sense of humour.

What's the shortest
distance to the caves?

The map suggests going
around the river,

but perhaps
if we swung north?

Not very helpful.

What did I tell you
about giving him a tip.

Oh, a tip!

I thought it was
included in the fee.

I told you.
I tell you every time.

We have this
discussion every time.

Hello.

Beautiful town
you have here.

We're from Toronto.

Good for you.

We're going camping
up in the hills.

In a tent. For fun.

I'm William Murdoch.
My wife, Dr. Julia Ogden.

Hello.

I'm Fletcher Goss.
My son, Eli.

If you folks come
here to camp,

you come to
the wrong place.

Why do you say that?

Plenty of reasons.

It's damp.
It's rotten with bugs.

Black fly
season, you know.

Drive you mad.

Black flies,
this time of year?

- They're not the only thing.
- Eli.

People who spend the night
up there lose all sense.

The ones who remember.

The ones who are lucky.

I've lived in this
town twenty years.

Never catch me up there.

Right, well,
thank you, Gentlemen.

- Turn back.
- Excuse me?

You should go back
to where you're from.

Who are they?

From the city.

They shouldn't be here.

That's what
I told them.

But you know people
from the city -

they don't listen.

Isn't it beautiful?

Yes.

And it won't get any
beautifuller further on.

So please tell me
we're stopping.

I'm exhausted.

I suppose this is
as good a spot as any.

Henry, collect some
firewood and kindling.

Sir.

Oh, no, Henry,
we're tramping.

You needn't call
the Detective sir.

Out here in the woods
you we're all equals.

Isn't that right, William?

I suppose.

Thank you, Willy. Will.

Butterfly!

Right.

We'll need to erect
the tents facing each other,

with a distance of ten
feet between them.

Ten feet?

Not twelve,
or thirteen and a half?

Ruth!

Oh!

- Hennie!
- Oh dear.

- Henry!
- Yes.

- Are you hurt?
- I'm all right.

Something broke my fall.

Something...

Oh!

Henry, you simply must
stop falling off cliffs.

I hardly do it on
purpose, dearest.

You appear to be not much
the worse for wear, Henry.

Actually, I think
I've put my back out.

Henry. Where are the tents?

I saw them roll down
towards the river, sir.

I suppose they've been
carried downstream.

Excellent.

Do you think an awkward fall
from the cliff killed him?

I won't know until
I examine him properly,

but there is a large amount
of blood on his head.

Time of death?

Less than
twenty-four hours.

Likely last night.

If he was wandering
around in the dark,

he may not have
seen the cliff edge.

I fell off the cliff
in broad daylight, sir.

Yes.

He's not wearing
shoes or a jacket.

It's rather odd if he
was out wandering at night.

Julia, look.

Could that be
his campsite?

Hello? Hello?

Perhaps he was
camping alone.

He wasn't alone.

Hennie,
we cannot stay here!

I don't know dear,
they're just dead bodies.

They can't hurt us.

I know you're a man
of the world, Henry.

But I am
highly sensitive.

Rigor mortis
suggests he died

around the same time
as his friend.

That's a fair bit
of blood around his head.

Perhaps they were
killed in the same way.

You don't believe the other
man died from the fall?

I have to examine
the bodies.

What kind of bird are
these feathers from?

Eagle?

Or wild turkey perhaps?

Rather large...

If only my Roger
were still with us.

He was a world-renowned
ornithologist.

He would tell us
in the shake of a lamb's tail.

I didn't think he
had much of a reputation

outside of Mimico.

Mimico is part
of the world.

Sir.

Do you think the bird
could have done it?

I highly
doubt that, Henry.

Good Lord,
it wouldn't surprise me.

You can never trust birds.

What's that?

Never you mind.

Mmm, something
smells good.

What's for dinner?

What I'm cooking
isn't for tonight.

It's for
tomorrow night.

We always go out
for our anniversary.

But this one
is special.

So I thought I'd
make us a feast.

All your favourites.

So what do we
eat tonight?

Thomas, honestly,
I just...

Stay there, Margaret!

Right!
Which one of you did that?

I've told you all before,
clear off!

You don't want to
be messing with me.

Yeah?

The second man also suffered
a heavy blow to the head.

Do you think
he fell as well?

Or perhaps he
was bludgeoned?

I can't be
certain right now.

I'll need to wash them
to get a better look.

There's no time
for that tonight.

The sun will be setting soon,
and we need to set up camp.

I'm not staying here.

We don't have
our own tents.

There are dead bodies
right over there.

This is possibly
a crime scene.

We shouldn't sleep here
until I've had a chance

to at least examine
the area thoroughly.

We passed a cabin
on the hike here.

Right, about a mile back.

We can make it there
before nightfall.

What?

I don't know what's worse.

Being out there,
or being in this abandoned shed.

It's a cabin.

Whatever it is, it's dirty
and small and I hate it.

No one has been here in years.

I wonder what
became of them.

Perhaps they
found a real home.

Perhaps they
were mining nearby.

William. Look.

John and Albert Owens.

Written by their parents.

This last one was
dated ten years ago.

October 30, 1897.

Ten years to the day.

Something must
have happened.

Perhaps they just
left in a hurry.

Maybe something
scared them off.

Maybe this place
is haunted.

Don't be silly.

Why would a ghost
want to live here?

Don't worry, Ruthie...

They probably
just went home

or got murdered.

Sausage?

Hopefully no animals
get the scent

of those two bodies.

A post-mortem
will be difficult

if wolves
get to them first.

Perhaps the man at the tent
fell and hit his head,

and then the other man...

Ran for help and unfortunately
went off the cliff.

Yes.

But why didn't he
help his friend?

Why did he just run away?

Whatever happened,
we won't be solving it tonight.

You're right.

Perhaps we should try
and enjoy our trip,

just a little.

Yes.

But why did he slash
the tent on the side?

Maybe he saw something
that terrifying.

I thought we were going to
try to enjoy our trip.

Oh, yes...

Oh!

- What was that?
- A wolf howling.

A very far away wolf.

- How far?
- A mile.

- Hennie!
- Five miles.

Why don't you go
back to the cabin?

Oh no, I'm not letting
you go to a well alone.

Not after that business
with the cliff.

I have always wanted to
be a widow just not yet.

You hate this, don't you.

Why did you even want
to come on this trip?

I thought it
would be fun.

Really?

I don't need a cruise
down the Rhine,

or a carriage ride
through Paris.

I'm a simple woman now.

And simple women
like camping.

Ruth.

One day I'll give you
the vacation you deserve.

Oh, Hennie!

You know,
while we're here,

maybe you could
cut down a tree,

or build a fire,
some other manly thing...

What was that?

If anything
threatens my wife,

I'll kill it
with my bare hands.

Although we can get
water tomorrow, too.

Ruth, you can come with me
and assist my examinations.

Actually,
Julia, I can't.

Why not?

I've yet to touch
a dead body.

You work
in a hospital.

People die there
all the time.

Oh, I know.

But I prefer not
to deal with it.

If I just let them
just lie there

usually somebody comes along
and takes them away.

Well, today you can
be that somebody.

Several maps of the area.

This one has some
caves circled.

These books are
all about ghosts.

"Eerie Happenings
in Ontario".

Checked out of
the University Library.

They all are.

It would appear these
young men were students.

You can study ghosts
at University?

Michael Mullins
and Gregory Hunter.

They were studying
the phenomenon

of spirit hauntings.

"Collective Illusions at
the Beginning of the Century".

They've written
something here

about the
'Entrance to the Underworld'.

Father Brebeuf says
that the Petun Indians

called the entrance
'Ekarenniondi'.

Perhaps they believed
the entrance

was somewhere near here.

Do you think they
found the Underworld?

No, Henry.

Well, they saw
something that night, sir.

Whiskey.

Perhaps they were
just inebriated.

William?
We've finished our examination.

How are you
doing, Ruthie?

I think I should go
for a walk. Henry?

They both have injuries
consistent with a fall

or a violent blow
to the head.

But there are
also these...

Their skulls
were punctured?

Both of them.

Their skulls have four
identical holes in the top.

So, all from
the same weapon.

Is that what killed them?

It's impossible to know
which injury came first,

the holes or
the blunt impact.

What did you find out?

They were university
students.

What were they
doing out here?

Looking for the entrance
to the Underworld.

I'll go with Henry into town
and alert the authorities.

Why is it only
swarming around me?

I told you
not to wear perfume, darling.

Don't be
ridiculous, Henry.

You may as well tell me
not to wear clothing.

Ahh! Get it! Get it!

Can I come with you?

Please.

Oi!

Were you lot outside
my house last night?

I want your names.

Your parents should
pay for my window,

and give you
a bloody good hiding.

Right.

Cowards.

Are those the children
who broke our window?

They were wearing
Halloween masks.

I never trust anyone
who hides their face.

I am glad we didn't let
Bobby go out on Halloween.

What a rotten invention.

Aye.

When I was a kid we used
to have mummers

come knock on our
door at Christmas.

Scared the life out of me.

Two young men?

I didn't see
anyone go up there.

I'm not surprised they
didn't come down, though.

Why is that, ma'am?

No one goes around
those caves.

Ever.

Is someone telling
you not to go there?

No one has to tell me.
I know.

There's evil up there.

Evil?

What on Earth is
she talking about?

I have no idea.

The people in this town
are rather odd.

I don't like it here,
William.

Mr. Goss.

A moment.

You're back.

Yes.

We found two men
in the hills last evening.

Deceased.

Is that so?

Yes.

I'm a police officer
and the circumstances

of their death were unusual
to say the least.

Those hills are cursed.

Cursed?

You heard me.

Where did you
sleep last night?

Up by the caves?

Our tents were lost.

We slept in an
abandoned cabin.

You see,
they disappeared too.

Who?

The men from that cabin.

You not catching on,
are you?

First was them
Owens brothers,

now those boys
you found...

It got hungry.

Who did?

The Headpiercer.

The Headpiercer?

Half man. Half bird.

Mr. Goss...

Go ahead, laugh.
I seen it.

I apologize,
I meant no disrespect.

But do you know of anyone
else who was up near the caves

two nights ago?

Nobody human.

You stay much longer up there
and you'll see for yourselves.

The Headpiercer has killed
plenty over the years.

You want to be next?

Send this telegram

to the Provincial Detective
office in Gravenhurst.

Right away.

You folks are always
in a hurry aren't you?

The two young men we found
dead near their tents

believed they were searching for
the gateway to the Underworld.

Do you know
anything about that?

The Ekarenniondi.

My grandfather told
me all about it.

It's the pathway to
the village of souls.

Where is it?

You want to go up there?

I don't much like sending
people to their death.

Two young men are dead.
We're going to find out why.

We know why.

Are you talking about
this Headpiercer creature?

It's called
the Oscotarach.

It guards
the Ekarenniondi.

You want to take
your chances?

Fine.
Follow the Talbot Trail.

Come to the end, you'll see
the caves to the west.

I believe those two young men
came through town here.

Did you see them?

Yes, two young lads came
in here a couple of days ago.

I tried to warn them.
Just like you.

But they wouldn't listen.

Anyone else see
those two young men?

Fletcher Goss told me
about two other young men

who disappeared
about ten years ago.

The Owens brothers.

Does anyone know
anything about that?

I remember the Owens.

Nelson.

They were boasting of
finding gold in the caves.

They were trying to sell
their claim for 100 dollars.

Did they sell their claim?

They disappeared
before they could.

Did you ever see any of the gold
they claimed to have found?

They had a nugget.

But I never seen
any in the caves.

I figured
they were lying.

But some believed them.

Shut up, Nelson.
No one cares what you thought.

Did anyone
search for them?

Their father came around
asking some questions.

I told him that
we didn't know anything,

and it was best
to just leave it alone.

You didn't help him?

No. Wasn't anything
to be done.

Folks say it was
the creature.

I can tell you
don't believe it.

But it's real.

You've seen it?

I have. My father too.

Me too.

I know, you and your wife
think we're touched.

But the Headpiercer
has lived around here

for centuries.

Would you
like some tea?

Hennie, you never
ask me that.

Are you all right?

I'm worried about you.

Of course
I'm totty all sorts.

I just touched
two dead bodies,

and we're in this
filthy, derelict shed.

Do you want to leave?

Leave!

Don't be ridiculous.

We're in the beautiful,
rugged wilderness.

And I'm with my
rugged mountain man.

There's something outside!

Don't get killed!

Henry. I don't like this.

It's horrible.

Go back inside.

The piercings
in the skulls

could have been made by
any long, sharp implement.

Including large talons.

Talons?

You believe in
this Headpiercer.

New creatures are being
discovered all of the time.

A new dinosaur fossil
was recently uncovered.

Tyrannosaurus.
The largest yet.

Yes, but none of these have
ever been found living.

Perhaps this
Tyrannosaurus had feathers.

This local creature -
it might just be a descendant.

You'll have
to forgive me, Julia,

but in my experience,

the killer is almost
always human.

This must be it.

The entrance
to the Underworld.

And you're quite
sure about this?

No.

But let's have
a look anyway.

There are tools here.

Pickaxes, rope.

Mining tools.

But we aren't anywhere near
the Laurentian Plateau.

As far as I know, there have
been no significant finds here.

William. Look.

The Owens brothers.

This must be
where they found gold.

Or where they
claimed to have found it.

They've been
here for years.

Ten years, judging by
what we found in the cabin.

The position
of their bodies suggests

they were put here
already dead.

Where no one
would find them.

William!

We're trapped!

What was that?

It's just the rocks
settling.

It sounded like
some kind of creature.

William.

We're going to lose
the light soon.

There's no way we're going
to move these boulders.

Our only hope is to move
further into the cave,

and find another exit.

You're right.

But what if there's
something else in there.

William, I do love you.

I love you too.

Don't worry, we have
gotten out of worse.

William - look!
I see daylight.

There, see.

Stand back.

I'll try to open it up
so that we can crawl through.

It's just a couple
of garter snakes.

Margaret, Margaret!
What's wrong?

Snakes!

They put them through
the hole in the window.

Bloody kids.

Thomas!
Get. Them. Out!

Calm down, it's just
a couple of garter snakes.

Trick or treat!

Mrs. Brackenreid.

There.

Not too
worse for wear.

The boulders must have
come from up there.

It wasn't an earthquake...

No, someone levered
the boulders,

caused them to fall.

To trap us
in the cave.

We could have
been killed.

That may have
been the plan.

Carefully.

Delicious.
What a find.

Henry, they grow
in the dirt.

Don't all vegetables
grow in the dirt?

These are funghi.
You'll love them.

Oh no, I'm not going
anywhere near those.

Moomama called mushrooms
the devil's fruit.

Why?

Henry, why must you
question everything?

I don't know, I...

It's all right,

I suppose that's what makes you
such a great policeman.

Did you hear that?

No, angel wing.

Your favourite.

Turtle soup.

Lovely. Thank you.

This is just
the first course.

There's plenty
more to come.

Before we eat,
I've got a little surprise

for you Margaret.

Happy anniversary,
darling. Oh,

Thomas!

What is it?

It's the hat
that you wanted.

It is not.

That's the one that you
pointed at in the window.

When we walked past
the millinery shop last week.

No.

The one I wanted was
midnight blue velvetta

with taffetine rosettes.

This is...
what is this?

I don't know what it is, you're
the one who pointed at it.

I would never have...
AHHHHH!

It's a monster!

It's not a bloody monster.

It's those little buggers
from down the street.

Right.

This time I'm
going to get them.

You will do no such thing.

We will ignore them
and continue with our dinner.

I'll just...

Find somewhere
to put this.

Henry?

Henry, what is so amusing?

Why are the walls alive?

What are you
talking about?

The walls,
they're breathing.

Henry, you're scaring me.

I'm growing taller!

No darling.
You're the same size!

I can touch the ceiling.

Henry, you're sweating.

And drooling.

And you're
frightening me.

Let's get you
to lie down.

No! You can't make me!

No, course not Hennie.

I can't make
you do anything.

You can't leave me.

I have to protect you.

It's me, it's Ruth.

Henry?

Henry!

What's got you laughing?

I know you told
me to leave it alone,

but I couldn't help myself.

What did you do?

I tied some fishing line
to the two lampposts

at the bottom of our walk.

If any mischief-maker tries
to come near our house,

they're going to go flying
ass over elbow!

Thomas...

You miscreants!

Just wait til I get
my bloody hands on you!

Tall woman! Come back!

Oh!

Ruth!
Is someone chasing you?

It's Henry.
Something's gotten into him.

Why are you so filthy?

Really, Julia,
I know we're tramping,

but a lady must have standards.

What is wrong with Henry?
Where is he going?

That man from
town was right.

People go mad up here.

I'll take Ruth
back to the cabin.

I'll find Henry.

Perhaps the fresh air
has made him feverish.

Feverished?
He's delirious!

What was that?
Don't tell me it was nothing.

That was definitely
something.

The Headpiercer!

You two.
Inside the cabin.

Be careful, William!

Henry!

Quite the costume,
Mr. Goss.

We found feathers matching
these outside the tent

of Michael Mullins
and Gregory Hunter.

You don't understand.

You were also in
possession of these -

the perfect size and weight
to pierce a man's skull.

I can explain.

I should hope so.

I just went up
there to scare them.

They came looking
for a monster.

I wanted to show them one
so they'd leave

and never come back.

You did more than that.

One came out of
the tent and saw me.

I was going to scare
him and run away.

But he charged at me.

So you killed him.

I picked up a rock
and threw it.

I didn't mean to kill him.

And the other man?

He ripped his way
out of the tent,

ran into the woods,
and right off that cliff.

You realize I only
have your word to go on.

It's true.

They were accidents,
both of them.

Then why pierce
their skulls?

It was horrible.

But I needed to make it look
like the Headpiercer did it.

So the myth would be
proven to be true.

We know about the Headpiercer,
and we keep away.

No one in this town wants
outsiders sniffing around.

You more than most,
Mr. Goss.

What are you hiding?

Oi!

I want a word
with you lot!

Oh!

And stay away.

Bloody hell, Margaret.

Dinner?

What a woman.

You'll stay here
until morning,

then you'll be
taken into custody.

What about the deer?

Pardon?

Someone strung
a skinned deer in a tree.

Was it you?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

I just know it was you.

I am an excellent
judge of character.

William.

Do you think he was
responsible for the cave-in?

He claims he
didn't do it.

What about the skeletons
in the cave?

They've been dead
ten years, Julia.

He would have
been only a boy.

Then who could
have killed them?

Eli Goss
is hiding something.

Mrs. Bennett knows more
than she's letting on.

I'll go into town
and question her again.

I'll go with you.

Who's gonna
watch over him?

Henry and I can manage.

I don't think Henry's capable
of much at the moment.

Oh he's almost
back to normal.

Mr. Goss could
be dangerous.

But he's well-tied, and...

I'm not worried
about him.

William, look -

What is it that
I'm looking at?

Psilocybe semilanceata.

It's a mushroom that
causes hallucinations.

Some folks in town
say that those who go

into these hills go mad.

This could be
an explanation.

Ruth said Henry ate
mushrooms last night.

Of course.

Well, the effects do
last for several hours,

but he should be
back to normal soon.

Normal...

Mrs. Bennett.

Please put down the axe.

You're still here.

We went to that cave
you told us about yesterday.

Did you, now.

Yes, and there was a cave-in.
We almost died.

These things happen.

It's a bit too much
of a coincidence for my liking.

Just what are you
accusing me of?

We found skeletons
in the cave.

The two men who were
killed about ten years ago.

John and Albert Owens.

I don't know
anything about that.

But if there are
bodies in there,

I'd have to say
it's the Headpiercer.

There were no piercings
in their skulls.

Now that's unusual.

There's a fair bit of
blood there, what's that from?

I was butchering meat.
For my store.

Oh? Well then, I should
like to buy a cut.

It's all gone.

Sold out that
quickly, did it?

It wasn't for my store.

It was a deer.

For the Headpiercer.

You take it food?

That way it stays
away from us.

I do my part
to keep this town safe.

Mrs. Bennett,
the Headpiercer does not exist.

You don't know that.

We apprehended
Eli Goss last night.

What for?

He was in a costume,
masquerading as the Headpiercer.

Why would he do that?

He was trying to
drive us away from here.

Helping someone
keep something secret.

You're lying.
Get out of my store.

We have found four
murdered men.

You claim to be
keeping people safe.

Help us to understand
what's happening here.

I already told you.
You wouldn't listen.

Where is your
claim registry kept?

I don't have to
show you anything.

The law
says otherwise.

What do you
have to hide?

Here.

I don't know what you think
you're gonna find in there.

Julia, look at this.

You. On the chair.
Stay right there.

I'm going to
make some tea.

And no,
you can't have any.

Fletcher Goss.

What do you two want?

Were you out mining?

That's none of
your business.

Have you found
any gold yet?

You bought your claim for a
dollar, is that right, Mr. Goss?

And what if I did?

The Owens brothers were trying
to sell it for 100 dollars.

But then it was freed up when
they mysteriously disappeared.

You know
what you did, Mr. Goss.

You killed those two
men ten years ago.

We found their
skeletons in a cave.

Bollocks.

Those caves
contain no archean rock.

Only sedimentary.

You will never find gold
in there, Mr. Goss.

But they said
it was there.

They lied.

Well, damn them to hell.

Ten years.

Ten years I've been
digging for that gold!

You just couldn't let it go,
because you killed for it.

Mean, boastful men,
they were.

And they made
a fool of me.

I'm placing you under
arrest, Mr. Goss,

for the murders
of John and Albert Owens.

I've taken your son into
my custody as well,

so come peacefully.

Eli? Why?
What's he got to do with this?

He's been dressing up
as the Headpiercer

to scare people
off the hills.

He's killed a man,
and he's responsible

for another man's death.

Why would he do
a damn thing like that?

To keep people away
from those caves.

So no one would find out
what his father did.

He was just a boy.

He was there that night.

But we never
even spoke of it.

Let me talk to him, please.

Margaret,
about last night.

I know that dinner
didn't exactly go to plan.

Those children may not
have tortured us

if you hadn't gotten
so angry with them.

But did you see
how they ran?

They thought the dead
had risen from the grave

when they saw you!

I'm sorry I got
you the wrong hat.

Nonsense.

I haven't laughed
that hard in years.

Happy anniversary, Thomas.

Happy anniversary,
darling.

He's gone.

Where's Ruth?

Oh! Thank God
you're all right.

Dr. Ogden.
Henry is cured.

Oh. Poop.

Dr. Ogden knew
about those mushrooms.

She said I was lucky.

Some of the other
kinds are poisonous.

You see.
Moomama was right.

They took me by surprise.

And I'll admit
I had a few too many.

Perhaps if I just
eat one or two...

Henry, no.

I'm bringing a little
bit back to Toronto.

Henry Higgins-Newsome,
you surprised me.

My dear, I'm full
of surprises.

Fletcher Goss has
confessed to the murders

of Jack and Albert Owens.

You'll find their
skeletons in the cave.

We'll see they have
a decent burial.

And those two?

Michael Mullins
and Gregory Hunter.

University students.

Eli Goss killed Hunter.

And Mullins
died accidentally.

Eli Goss escaped.
He's somewhere out in the woods.

We'll find him.

I could stay.

No need, we know
the territory around here.

He won't get far.

What brought
you folks here?

A simple camping trip.

Remind me not to
go into the woods with you,

Detective Murdoch.

Mrs. Bennett really did
believe in the Oscotarach.

Simply a misguided attempt
to protect the townsfolk.

Strange.

She hasn't opened
her store today.

It's the Lord's Day,
Julia, it's not unusual.

Let's get home.

You shouldn't have done
what you did, Eli.

Look what I brought you.

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