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(suspenseful music)

(bells ring)

(boot stomps)

(suspenseful music)

(boots stomping)

(suspenseful music continues)

- Is Tabitha the demon, Mac?

- I don't know.

And I won't until I look through every one of your souls

one by one.

The answer always reveals itself.

I've never been wrong.

- I don't think you're a demon.

- Thanks, kid.

- The two of you are married.

- Gee, everyone's a psychic.

- I hate sarcasm.

You're both connected.

Your stories are the same.

Get close so I can look through one eye each, got it?

(music builds)

(glasses clink)

- Alright, we did it. - I love this place.

New homeowners.

Just married.

What else could we ask for?

- Hmm I don't know, little ones?

(Madison laughs)

- I was gonna say, "already?"

- So tell me why we're staying in on a Saturday night again?

- We're celebrating our first night in our new apartment,

so we're gonna use it.

You know, catch up on TV.

Clear off our DVR.

- We should watch the wedding video.

- Again? - Mhm.

- Ugh, man at this rate, we'll be hungover by midnight.

(upbeat music)

So wait, we have a brand new dishwasher,

yet we're hand washing the champagne glasses.

- These are not dishwasher safe.

They're wedding gifts.

We have to take care of them. - Right, right.

Hey, I say we watch this week's "Sing to the Top."

It's the premier, when everyone stinks.

- Oh.

How long until the judges cover their faces

with their notes, dying laughing.

- I give it five minutes.

(Madison laughs)

(upbeat music)

Better hurry up 'cause I'm about to hit play.

- Stop. Wait, I'm not ready.

- Better hurry. - Come on. Two seconds.

- More like two hours. (Madison scoffs)

I'm glad we found a place with two bathrooms.

Should take care of half our fights.

- Seriously.

- DVR is paused and ready to go.

- I love that you can do that.

- Are you kidding?

Best invention ever. - Well, since VCR.

- Since TV.

- Since sliced bread.

- Yeah what's the big deal with the sliced bread thing.

Big deal.

This is DVR.

(Madison laughs)

(Man sighs)

(TV sounds)

- The sightings of a mysterious man

walking the city at night.

(music plays on TV)

- Ugh, so much crap on TV.

- Yeah and we watch half of it.

(TV plays)

- Wow, check it out.

There's like a surveillance camera at our front door.

- You know, I sorta remember them telling us that.

Awesome.

Now we can check to see

if it's really the delivery guy

or an axe murderer buzzing up.

(Clint laughs)

- It's actually pretty cool.

Oh this is nuts.

I can see people walking in and out.

- What'd you expect, a marching band?

- "Oh hey, I guess I should hold the door for you."

"Would a never done it unless you were hot."

"Let me help you with your keys."

"You're too kind."

"Let's just go back to my room, so I can repay you."

(Madison laughs)

- Stop it.

This is kind of addictive. - Yeah.

- And creepy.

- Are you kidding?

You just-

- I gotta pee now.

Put "Sing" back on.

Are you ready for it?

I wrote it myself.

Here it comes.

Somebody's out there.

Someone on camera sees me.

Who can it be?

Yeah, I'm-

- Singing so badly, yeah!

I just know it.

They're watching me.

Some guy on TV.

- Oh yeah bring it.

- They're watching me.

- They're watching you.

- They're watching us.

- They're watching.

- Whoa, 80's freeze. Nice.

- Through to the next round.

(Clint laughs) (Madison laughs)

- Let's just hope the crazies on "Sing" sing this bad,

or it's gonna be one boring ep-

(suspenseful music)

What the hell.

- Oh this should be good.

- Seriously, Maddie, come see this.

- Ow.

That wasn't funny.

Thanks for scaring the bejesus out of me.

- Really.

Now I know how they feel in those bad movies, so cliche.

(music jumps)

(suspenseful music)

What are you doing?

What if it's trying to break in?

(suspenseful music)

- We have to call the police.

- Wait, that front door

has that whole security system thing going on.

No way it can get in without a key or the code.

(suspenseful music continues)

- It is trying to get it in.

- Cops.

It's dead.

- [Both] Cell phone.

- Okay. Why wouldn't any phones work?

- (suspenseful music)

- Oh my god, do you see that?

We can't call anyone.

We can't leave.

I can't even get online.

What does it want?

- Well if that lurker thing can't get in the front door

then it definitely can't get in the hallway.

Maybe a neighbor has a working phone?

- But we don't know anyone here yet.

- Well, we're neighbors.

It's time to be neighborly.

(Clint knocks)

(Clint knocks)

- I mean it is Saturday night.

Weather's decent.

People are out.

- Everyone's out?

- Everyone who lives here. It's possible.

(Madison knocks)

- There are 15 apartments here, right?

- Yeah, but there's no way anyone's watching out front

unless they're expecting a guest or food.

- And expecting them right now.

- Yeah, at 10:30.

Fat chance.

(Clint knocks)

Maybe we should try another floor?

- Maybe we should just wait it out?

(music builds)

- This psycho's still working the building

across the street.

Maybe it's a good time to go downstairs.

- What? Why?

- The emergency phone in the lobby.

- But what if he comes back.

- Our front door is safe.

Even if it finds a way to bust it down, it'll take time.

That phone is our only chance to get help.

You just stay here, and keep an eye on channel 14.

I'll go.

- No way, Clint, not alone.

If you're going, I'm going with you.

(elevator rings)

(ominous music)

- No connection.

Our first night here and nothing works.

- I don't think it's the apartment.

Something's up.

- We can't go run for help, can we?

- He's out there somewhere.

We're safest here behind our security.

- But the station's only a few blocks away, you know.

- Don't even think about it, Clint.

- Can we email 911?

Is that even a thing?

- We can't connect, remember?

- Ah.

- What are you doing?

- Just looking. I want to see if he's still out there.

- He could be right there.

Wait!

(music screeches)

- Who the hell are you?

- I'm George, 4B.

What are you guys doing?

- Does your phone work?

- Yeah? Why?

You're the new couple up in 5B.

I'm right under you.

- Yeah, yeah. I'm Clint.

This is Madison.

- Hey

- You folks okay?

- Yeah.

Well, no.

Been quite a night actually.

Did you know we had a surveillance camera out front?

- Yeah.

I never use it though.

You can see it all on channel 14.

- Huh.

So, what's the problem?

- This is gonna sound a little crazy,

but he saw this shady looking guy out front

trying to break in.

- Yeah? What'd he look like.

- I don't know

- I wouldn't worry about it.

We're all safe here.

We've got good security.

- Would you mind if we check on your TV,

so we know it's not just us.

- Like in my apartment?

- Would that be a problem?

- Alright, if it'll make you feel better.

But I got a lot of stuff to do tonight.

So just a minute, okay?

- Great. - Absolutely

And maybe use your phone?

- Fine.

Lucky for all of us, you don't look dangerous.

You're not crazy, right?

- Do we look crazy to you?

- Kinda.

Hope you don't mind, I'm gonna take the garbage out first.

It's getting heavy.

- Of course. - Yeah.

- Okay so the obvious,

how do we know he's not the lurker.

- Just what I was thinking.

For starters, this guy's human.

- Just had to throw that out there.

- That other thing was something else,

like a gremlin or something.

- Oh we've got gremlins now.

But what if George is the cute and fuzzy side.

- It's what 10:45?

Just don't feed him after midnight.

(Madison laughs)

- Come on.

(door closes)

(keys in door)

Hey, you guys should get a deadbolt for your door

if you haven't already.

Just one lock would make me nervous.

What channel was it?

- Channel 14

(TV sounds)

- I know this all seems silly to you.

- Eh, you're in a new place.

You both believe you saw the same thing.

I get it.

No harm in checking it out.

Looks like whoever was there is gone now.

It's a creepy view though, no doubt.

- Figures.

- Water? Soda? Beer?

- No thanks.

I'm sorry to trouble you.

- Hey, could I check your phone.

- Eh, sure.

Huh.

No signal.

Well that is weird.

Neither one works.

Could be a power thing.

Sun spots or whatever.

Could be that it's cloudy outside.

I'm sure they'll work again soon.

Guys, relax okay.

Put on a comedy or something.

Get some sleep.

Even if there was someone out there,

he's gone now.

(door opens)

- Well thanks anyway, George.

It was nice to meet you.

We'll see you around.

- If we survive the night.

- Getting used to a new place takes some time.

It's a great building.

(door closes)

(door closes)

- Well I feel crazy.

- You know, George made a great point

about getting a deadbolt.

Yeah, first thing tomorrow.

No question.

Should we get back to the TV.

- Maybe we shouldn't.

(Clint laughs)

- No I meant, "Sing to the Top."

- Just in case, I don't want it knowing we're home.

(both laugh)

- God.

This is so not funny.

- I know.

(suspenseful music)

- Oh shit.

No, no, no, no, no.

I forgot I paused it before we left.

- So?

- We're behind.

(Madison shrieks)

- What is he-

- I don't know. I'm trying to catch up.

- Do it faster.

(music jumps)

How long ago was this?

- I'm not sure.

We're not live.

(Madison shrieks)

- Wait, slow it down.

(music intensifies)

- What the hell is that thing.

(music drops)

- He's here Clint.

He's inside the building.

I'm still not caught up.

(door bangs)

- What are you doing? (door bangs)

- Ridding the world of this thing.

- With a baseball bat?

- If I have to.

(door bangs)

(door bangs)

- Don't you dare open that door, Clint.

- Wasn't planning on it.

(gremlin growls)

It's him.

He's right outside.

(gremlin growls)

Seriously, tomorrow, deadbolt.

(door bursts open)

(Madison shrieks)

(Clint punches George)

(Clint chokes)

(bat cracks)

(Clint wacks George)

(George's neck cracks)

Are you kidding me?

(Madison shrieks)

(George exclaims)

What the hell was that thing?

- The cops will never believe us.

- Yeah, which is why we can't tell them.

- Either way, we killed a man.

- You sure that was a man?

He was the lurker through the peep-hole a moment ago.

I swear.

He must have killed our real neighbor

and taken his keys while we were knocking on doors.

- So you're telling me the apartment he let us into

wasn't even his.

- Let's put "Sing" back on.

I need to laugh.

(screeching music)

(metal clinks)

- Okay, and now I'm freaked out.

- I don't understand how he kept changing form.

- In person, he looked completely normal, like George.

But,

then he didn't.

He looked like-

- Like a demon.

Interesting.

Maybe you have a gift

- That's what we're calling it?

- But why didn't he kill you guys earlier in the hall?

Or the apartment?

- He was obviously toying with them.

- But why?

- 'Cause he's a demon, Rod.

- There's too many plot holes, guys.

Maybe Clint imagined the lurker form.

Believe me, the mind can play tricks under stress.

- I saw it too, Steven.

Plus, the stress started after we saw it,

not before.

- Relax. I was just saying.

- Don't tell her to relax, man.

- Fine, you relax.

- Guys!

This is getting us nowhere.

- Is one of them the demon or not, Mac?

- It's possible.

Where there's murder, there's demons.

- Was the lurker a demon?

- Certainly has the make-up,

but still,

not our demon.

- Just our luck.

- I think it's your turn.

- Me?

Why me?

- Why not?

(suspenseful music)

(music sharpens)

(ominous music)