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[♪♪♪]

[panting]

[Helen] This is for the best.

[chains rattling]

[gasping]

♪ Had a chance to recite what I couldn't know ♪

♪ Had a chance to reveal what I couldn't show ♪

♪ Had a chance to reclaim what I couldn't win ♪

♪ All these chances and nowhere to begin ♪

♪ Try to wash your hands of all you do and say ♪

♪ But it remains with you forever and a day ♪

♪ And with every trespass unforgiven ♪

♪ There's always a simple why and when ♪

♪ Try to wash your hands of all you do and say ♪

♪ But it remains with you forever and a day ♪

♪ We feel our innocence as we bargain and we pray ♪

♪ But we still wear our wants forever ♪

[clock ticking]

[sighing]

[door banging]

[footsteps]

[chains rattling]

Brought you something to eat.

Aren't you hungry?

You need to let me go.

Made you a sandwich.

Look, I know I said a lot of things

the last time that you were down here.

You yelled at me.

And... And I threatened a lot of things, okay?

I know, but I was upset.

And why wouldn't I be?

I woke up chained to a wall.

Look, I'm trying to stay calm here.

I know you said that there was good reason for all of this,

so let's be reasonable, okay?

I promise, if you let me go,

I won't get mad.

I... I won't tell anyone what you did,

it'll just be our little secret.

Okay? I promise.

Cut the crusts off, just like you like it.

Okay, look, you are completely mistaken.

I am not crazy.

You have no right keeping me chained up down here like this.

Look, there's fruit cocktail with three cherries.

- Please come sit down and eat. - Please listen to me,

I never, ever killed anybody. Okay?

And certainly not my son, since I've never even had kids.

I've never even been married.

Don't have to be married to have kids.

[sighing]

You do realize how crazy this makes you look though, right?

'Cause I said you had a child?

Please! Among other things.

- [chains rattling] - Like this.

Or, by the way, where the fuck is this place

to even begin with?

I understand that you don't want the police to find me,

but you're the one who's gonna have

all of the explaining to do.

You've made a terrible mistake.

You're too thin to begin with.

Sit down and eat.

Are you even listening to me?

Get away from me.

Stop that.

You keep this up and there will be consequences.

[scoffs]

And just because you don't believe me,

you have caused a lot of trouble already.

Are you kidding me?

I tortured my rag dolls with less imagination than this.

You need to let me go.

Right now.

[grunting] Get... I can do it myself.

Eat. I don't want you to starve to death

on top of everything else going on around here.

[gasping]

[sighing]

Fine.

Suit yourself.

Crazy fucking bitch!

[chains rattling]

[grunting] Let me out of here!

[clattering]

- [grunting] - [chains rattling]

[rustling]

[rustling continues]

[Helen] Next time you pull a stunt like this,

you're cleaning it up yourself.

Look at this mess, Claire.

[sighing]

You gotta clean, so otherwise you're gonna have bugs,

mice, even rats.

They carry disease, you know,

very unhealthy roommates.

Set traps.

You're good at caging things.

I think we've had enough killing for awhile, don't you?

I didn't kill anybody.

Uh-huh.

Not for a while, you haven't.

[door closes]

[footsteps thudding]

Crazy fucking bitch!

[door banging]

[chains rattling]

[Claire gasping]

[chains rattling]

[♪♪♪]

[clock ticking]

[woman] Claire.

[gasping]

[woman] Claire.

[chains rattling]

[woman] Claire.

[♪♪♪]

[footsteps]

So, we feeling better now?

[Claire] I keep hearing voices.

[Helen] What's unusual about that?

Been doing that your whole life.

And if you're hungry,

you can't blame this on me.

I'm not the one throwing good food all over the place.

So...

wanna try again?

Hm?

[door closes]

[footsteps]

[chains rattling]

[door banging]

[♪♪♪]

[grunting]

[footsteps]

[door opens]

Still not hungry?

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[gasping]

Claire.

- [grunting] - Claire.

Get off of me. [grunting]

[screaming]

[panting]

You should've let me help you.

[♪♪♪]

[clock ticking]

[gasping]

- [banging] - [gasping]

Ah, door sticks on me sometimes.

You look like you've seen a ghost,

or the Boogeyman.

I forgot. You do see those things.

[Claire] Not even the Boogeyman would come down here.

And what is that smell?

It smells like something's rotting.

I assure you, I cleaned this place thoroughly.

It's important that you're as comfortable as possible

until we can resolve this thing.

The only acceptable resolution is letting me go.

Don't kid yourself, Claire.

They're gonna be looking for you.

They will come after you.

If "they" have any business with anyone, it's with you.

- For good reason. - [chains rattling]

Trust me,

you don't want them finding either of us

at this point.

Go ahead. Let's test that theory.

Call 911, have the police come down here.

- Let's see what happens. - It's out of my hands now.

Bullshit.

Your circumstances are entirely your own doing, Claire.

I didn't kill anyone, Helen.

I think I would remember something like that.

Well, it's probably less painful to lock memories away.

Put 'em in a room you can't get into.

Shove 'em under the bed, so to speak.

Dr. Kramer, he called it repressed memory.

- What? - Me, I think

there's a generous dose of delusion in there as well.

What's Kramer?

You know Kramer.

The psychiatric hospital I was a nurse at?

Where I went to work when you first became a resident there?

Thursdays.

Thursday was Jell-O day.

And you always wanted red

because you thought it was cherry,

even though it was strawberry.

None of this is ringing a bell up here?

Not even a hint of one.

Sure you weren't the patient instead of me?

You know,

I learned an awful lot working there,

an awful lot about psychoses and mental problems,

which is why I'm the best person to help you here.

[scoffs] I think I'm in more of a need

of a locksmith than a nurse right now.

But thanks.

It's likely too late for either.

You are in deep trouble, my dear.

Why do you keep saying that?

Okay, I, I'm not insane, and I didn't kill anybody.

I wish that were true,

I truly do.

But somewhere deep inside, you know it too.

[sighing]

And you know that you need my help.

- This is your idea of help? - [chains rattling]

[scoffs] You're really scraping the bottom

of the idea bin there, Helen.

You're not just delusional, Claire.

You're violent.

Maybe beyond hope or help at this point.

I don't know.

Maybe it was wrong for me to take that job at Kramer.

I just wanted to be near you.

But it is so hard to watch your only child

have one mental breakdown after another.

Especially since it doesn't seem to have helped at all.

This...

is necessary.

And you're just gonna have to

get used to your situation for a while.

And just because you don't believe me

does not mean it's not true.

Now, you need to eat some supper.

You haven't eaten in a couple of days,

and you've gotta be starving.

Helen.

I will get out of here.

Of course you will, my dear.

One day, one way or another,

we all leave every place now, don't we?

By the way, I would appreciate it

if you didn't call me Helen.

As I have told you countless times...

I prefer Mom.

[door banging]

[scoffs] Mom.

[chuckles]

[door banging]

[Helen] You're not just delusional, Claire,

you're violent.

Maybe beyond hope or help at this point.

I'm not crazy.

[sighing]

I'm not crazy.

I'm not crazy.

[♪♪♪]

What the fuck is that?

[entity breathing]

Helen.

Did you let somebody down here?

[entity breathing]

Who the fuck are you?

[gasping] Stay the fuck away from me.

Helen!

I have a knife under that pillow.

[panting]

Mom!

Get away from me!

[panting]

Mo...

Good morning.

Or should I say good afternoon?

It's past 12:30.

Couldn't you sleep last night?

It's hard to sleep when you have an audience.

There was a man down here

standing right over there, watching me.

Please tell me that you know who he is.

I mean, as creepy as it is that you would

turn me into some peep show,

it would be a hell of a lot worse

if there were people in your house

without you knowing it.

So why didn't you call me, then?

I did call you. I yelled actually.

You called for me while some strange guy

was standing over there watching you?

Yes, I did yell, out loud,

and there was a man standing there staring at me.

Well, I'm sure you believe that,

but I keep all the doors and windows locked, so...

I didn't fucking imagine him.

Just so we're clear,

I do not appreciate that language.

Tough shit.

Speaking of that.

Whew! Gettin' ripe.

What you're smelling isn't in there. Okay?

The stench was in this room

long before I did any of that business.

Coffee and a sandwich.

[door banging]

Which would be a hell of a lot easier to stomach

if we could figure out what the stench actually is.

[footsteps]

Do you hear anything that I say to you?

[door banging]

[grunting]

[moans]

[woman] She wakes.

I'd say, rise and shine, but...

the sun never gets in here, does it?

You look scared.

So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this?

Are you...

I need to get out of here. Can you help me?

- That depends. - On what?

- On you. - [gasping]

- How did you... - I'm not real, Claire.

And popping around like this might seem like a bit much,

but it spares us a lengthy debate about

whether or not your mother put me up to being down here.

How is it that you know about Helen?

Or... Or the fact that she's my mother?

Because you do.

And if I'm a figment of your imagination...

Oh, no.

- Maybe I am crazy. - Now, why do you say that?

Didn't you ever have an imaginary friend as a kid?

I'm not a kid anymore.

Maybe you're just dreaming.

[panting]

And I don't need an imaginary friend.

Beats being crazy.

I think if I were dreaming this,

I'd be waking up in a hurry.

The isolation alone is enough to make anyone go mad.

I mean, look at this place.

How depressing.

I think if I were a mouse living here,

I'd kill myself.

I think a few dozen of them already have.

That would explain the smell.

Dream or no dream,

I think I'd welcome someone to talk to,

even if they were a figment of my imagination.

[Claire] So I made you up?

I don't know, did you?

I'd at least think that I'd make up someone less annoying.

[chuckles] Don't worry, Claire,

I was always a smartass.

And that's not dead mice that you're smelling.

Then what is it?

You know, you really should try to eat.

That pain in your gut is not pretend,

and it's only gonna get worse.

If you are a figment of my imagination,

then go away.

I don't need somebody to chat with,

I need to figure out a way to get the hell out of here.

Sorry, I can't help you with that.

We all have rules, Claire.

It's just how the universe works.

Then what good are you?

Whoever you are.

My name is Rebecca.

[Helen] Who you talkin' to?

Another visit from your gentleman admirer?

No, this one was a woman.

Oh, conjured up another one, huh?

I wish you were a figment of my imagination.

Be very careful what you wish for, my dear.

[♪♪♪]

[chains rattling]

[chains rattling]

[chains rattling]

[clanking continues]

[footsteps]

Helen?

[bed creaking]

[chains rattling]

Helen?

- [boy laughing] - [ball thudding]

[gasping]

[gasping]

[panting]

[gasping]

[panting]

[♪♪♪]

[boy laughing]

[banging]

[snickering]

What are you, a janitor now?

Strip.

Excuse me?

I said, strip.

No fucking way.

Claire, good hygiene is important.

A good mother knows how to take care of her child,

as you know.

[thudding]

[man] Claire.

[chains rattling]

How the fuck did you get down here?

Helen!

Stay away.

Helen!

We were so happy.

So happy.

And then there was that knock on the door.

- [door banging] - Darn thing.

What's wrong?

[stammers] That fucking guy, he's back.

What guy?

No, no, no, no, no.

No, no, no, there-there was someone here,

I swear.

I swear.

There's nobody there.

[Claire whimpers]

Honey, do you remember what we talked about before?

I'm not crazy.

I'm talking about the language.

Look, you're just grumpy. Lay down. Just lay down.

Get some sleep, you'll feel better.

And you need to eat.

You've gotta be starving at this point.

[♪♪♪]

[door banging]

[♪♪♪]

So much better.

[screaming]

[boy laughing]

[clock ticking]

[entity breathing]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[boy] Mommy!

[chains rattling]

[ball thudding]

[chains rattling]

[gasping]

[entity breathing]

[♪♪♪]

[whispering] A mommy's love never dies.

[gasping]

[boy] My ball.

Mommies are so important, aren't they?

[gasping]

Mommies do all kinds of nice things for us.

They feed us, they wash our bodies,

they chain us up.

Your mommy loves you.

And a mommy's love is forever.

[echoing] Forever.

Forever.

[sighing]

How can you eat that stuff?

[Claire] You're the one that told me to eat.

You're just imagining that.

Staring at that bowl isn't gonna help you.

I don't like oatmeal.

When was the last time that you ate anything?

[Claire] I can't remember.

I can't remember anything except this room.

[scoffs] My past, my entire life is a blank,

I don't know why.

Helen, she...

Mothers can be such a pain.

Especially when they're always around.

Don't you want to get out of here, Claire?

You can't be enjoying this.

What's not to love?

[Rebecca] Now who's being a smartass?

Helen says that I've hurt people.

She says I killed a couple,

a man and his wife and... and a little boy.

Did you?

[Claire] I can't remember.

I don't remember.

It doesn't sound like something I would do,

so I find it hard to believe.

But, then again, I'm talking to you right now,

so maybe my brain isn't working so well lately.

Slaughtered a family.

Now why would you do something like that?

I would really like to know.

No, no, no, that's what Helen says I did,

not something that I remember doing.

But she also said that there was a little boy.

I mean, how the hell do you forget something like that?

I couldn't kill anybody, I can't even squash a bug.

You know, it's really amazing what people are capable of.

It's not like the movies.

You know, in the movies, the bad guy is bad all the time,

and the good guy is always good,

but real people aren't like that.

Good and evil exists in all of us.

It just depends which one was nurtured the most.

Or which one surfaced first in a particular situation.

Maybe your bad guy showed up at the wrong time.

- That's nonsense. - [Rebecca] Okay, fine.

Let's try to figure this out, then.

When did you supposedly do this thing?

I told you, I don't remember.

Well, there you go.

If you did do it,

don't you think you would remember?

Somewhere deep inside yourself?

- I don't know. - You don't know...

if you would remember committing this horrible crime?

Wouldn't it still be there like some bad aftertaste?

Helen says that the psychiatrist

said that I've repressed the memory, I...

[Rebecca] [laughing] The psychiatrist said.

Psychiatrists don't even know

what they're talking about half the time.

So much goes on in people's heads...

love, hate, fear...

sorrow.

Anger.

The desire to hurt,

to lash out at someone that we think has hurt us.

It's a constant dogfight,

each emotion trying to conquer the other.

If you really want to get outta here,

you've gotta do more than just shout or cry.

You've gotta fight for it.

You have to figure out what is real.

[scoffs] A reality check.

That's pretty rich coming from you.

Then maybe you do really belong here.

Wherever here is.

[Claire panting]

[chains rattling]

[♪♪♪]

[Claire gasping]

[Entity] I see you.

[Claire] I don't remember anything.

And all of these ifs are just making it worse.

But there is something in the back of my mind.

I can hear these voices, but they're far off,

like everything's locked behind some heavy door...

and I can't find the key.

Dig deeper, Claire.

You need to remember what happened.

What if nothing happened?

You wouldn't be here if nothing happened.

Still no appetite, huh?

[Claire] Oh, I still have an appetite.

Just not for that.

How is it that I remember my name...

remember you,

but I don't remember killing anybody?

- I've told you... - Or this place.

If you live here, then I probably grew up here, right?

But I don't remember any of this.

Like... Like this bed.

Where the hell did this come from?

None of this even remotely begins to scratch the itch.

Well, it's probably better that way.

You know?

It's understandable. It's a lot less painful.

Then why do I remember you?

Don't want to dignify that with a response?

Fine. Then answer me this.

How long do I have to stay down here?

Until you can leave.

And just when will that be, huh?

- Answer me. - It is not up to me.

Really?

You're the one that's keeping me down here.

Is that what you think?

[Claire] You're not the one keeping me down here?

[chains rattling]

Good. Then take this thing off.

Really, Mom. Prove to me that

you're not the one keeping me against my will,

and take it off.

[chains rattling]

What, nothing to say?

No smug little comeback?

I'm calling you out on your bullshit, Helen.

When did I ever say that this was my house?

[door banging]

[chains rattling]

[grunting]

Stupid bitch!

[screaming]

Let me out of here!

[footsteps]

Brought you some tea.

I don't want it.

Fine.

So now you can die of thirst as well as hunger.

If this isn't our house, then where are we?

Well, you should know, you brought me here.

- I what? - Yes, you sent an SOS,

and as usual, Mommy came running.

If I was actually in trouble,

you'd be the last person that I'd call.

Claire, you have been calling me to bail you out forever.

Back in school when you were being picked on.

When you got violent and you broke that poor girl's nose.

When you got pregnant in college.

Whoa, pregnant?

No, no, no, no, Helen, I've never been pregnant, okay?

That's a pretty big deal.

How the hell do you think

I wouldn't remember something like that?

Let's face it, dear.

You're a real screw up.

And you're a heartless bitch.

- Hey! - Oh, oh, oh, I'm sorry.

I know, language.

I meant,

you're a heartless fucking bitch.

[sighing]

By the way, this is our house now.

[door banging]

- [sighing] - [footsteps]

[♪♪♪]

[door banging]

[♪♪♪]

[gasping]

[Claire] [sighing] Go away.

Well, that's not very nice.

[Rebecca] Feeling sad, are we?

Go away.

Temper, temper.

You know, when I was a little kid,

I got this doll for Christmas.

It was supposed to look like a real newborn baby,

all wrinkly and everything,

but I thought it was ugly.

So I threw it in the toy box and refused to play with it.

Then eventually, I noticed that it was missing,

and I asked my mother about it,

and she said that she had given the doll away

to a little girl whose family was poor.

She said that little girl was grateful for the doll,

and loved that doll.

Interesting story.

- I don't care. - But after a while...

it started to bug me, started to really nag at me,

taking up more and more of my attention,

until finally...

it started making me mad.

The more I thought about it, the madder I got,

until, I didn't even know that little girl,

but I hated that little girl.

She had my doll.

- Go away, Rebecca, please. - There's a point to this story.

- Do you not want to hear it? - No, I really don't.

I don't care, the point is,

people don't appreciate things until they're gone.

And trying to get back something that you've lost...

is like trying to climb a waterfall.

Just go away.

I never tried to climb that particular waterfall,

but I wonder if I had...

what it would've done to that little girl.

Would it have changed her life?

And what kind of change would that have been?

Bad, I suppose.

After all,

she loved that doll more than I ever did.

But what if I had gone back for it,

taken it away from her?

What would that have done to her?

And would it have been temporary or permanent?

[scoffs]

It was just a doll.

It's always "just" something with you,

isn't it, Claire?

[sighing]

Hopefully, that bitch can't throw her voice.

[♪♪♪]

[chair creaking]

[boy laughing]

[boy laughing]

[chains rattling]

[gasping]

[chair creaking]

[♪♪♪]

[gasping]

[panting]

What the fuck?

[♪♪♪]

[boy laughing]

[sighing]

Better take my number.

Lot of demand for my attention down here.

[footsteps]

[chains rattling]

[Helen] What are you doing?

Nothing.

[Helen] Talking to yourself again?

That was cute when you were little,

you know, you and your imaginary friends.

But when you kept doing it as you got older,

that scared me, I gotta tell ya.

Obviously, for good reason.

All right.

Cleaned your bucket,

and I made you a tuna sandwich for lunch.

I hate tuna.

- No, you don't. - Yes, I do.

Well, I made you tuna.

While you were cleaning my shit bucket,

so go make something else.

Not a restaurant, Claire.

Why do you keep bringing me stuff that I hate?

To starve you, of course.

Enjoy.

[door banging]

- [footsteps] - [mocking] Enjoy.

[man] She has a point, you know.

You probably are starving.

- [door banging] - Helen!

Go away, my mother's calling the police as we speak.

Nobody's calling the police, Claire.

Go away. Helen!

[man] She can't hear you.

But you haven't figured that out, either.

Just please go away, I... I am tired of this shit.

You've been sleeping plenty.

If you're here to kill me, then just get on with it.

Otherwise, fuck off.

Helen!

You need to think, Claire.

What are you, a friend?

Or just some creep doing this for kicks

and a couple of bucks?

You need to clear your mind of all these distractions.

'Cause if you wanted to kill me,

then you'd at least be holding a knife.

Claire.

Stay the fuck away from me.

Helen!

- Claire. - Stay away!

[panting] Go...

Why does this keep happening to me, Mommy?

All these scary people keep doing scary things to me.

What?

Then you need to make them leave.

But I don't know how.

Sure you do.

You just need to remember.

[entity laughing]

You haven't even touched your lunch.

I told you, I don't like tuna.

You are going to starve to death.

I'm not hungry.

Well, you haven't eaten in days, so of course.

Your body's stopped telling your brain that you need food.

Now it's just feeding on itself.

You need to snap out of this or you're gonna die.

Or are you in a hurry to meet your victims again this soon?

You know you're a terrible mother, right?

If anyone knows about being a terrible mother, it's you.

Well, actually I don't.

But if I did have kids...

I wouldn't feed them things they don't like.

You have no idea

what some people are forced to swallow.

Other people's choices and other people's actions

put you in a situation,

and you have to deal with the results

that you had nothing to do with!

Other people's selfish appetites

intrude on your life,

and suddenly you're chained in a sea of darkness

and stench and filth

like you could never have imagined.

And it never ends.

It just goes on and on,

and it gets worse and worse and worse.

And here we are.

Well, here I am.

I know that you have been imagining

a lot of things lately, Claire.

But this...

is absolutely fucking real!

And I have always been a good mother.

Even when I wasn't a good person.

[door banging]

[chains rattling]

[pounding]

[chains rattling]

[♪♪♪]

[gasping]

[chains rattling]

[grunting] No.

- No. - [boy screaming]

[gasping] Shit.

[panting]

[boy laughing]

[chains rattling]

[panting]

[♪♪♪]

[gasping]

[♪♪♪]

[panting]

[gasping]

[panting]

[boy, whispering] A mommy's love never dies.

[screaming]

[♪♪♪]

[♪♪♪]

[sighing] Well, you're not much of a talker, are you?

Oh my God, I'm losing my fucking mind.

[♪♪♪]

[door banging]

Thought this might cheer you up a little.

I always say that nature is a balm to the soul.

You should've brought flowers.

They would've at least covered up the smell down here.

And that's just gonna die, you know.

Oh, it'll be fine,

all it needs is a little water and TLC.

- And food. - No, Helen.

Plants need more than that, like light.

It'll be fine for a couple of days.

And people need more to survive, too,

like hope and freedom.

Honey, none of us are ever truly free.

I need something to do.

[Helen] What do you mean?

I have been laying here day after day.

If I don't find something to occupy my mind,

then I actually will go crazy.

Well, what do you want?

[Claire] I don't know, a laptop?

- No. - Okay, a tablet.

No!

Fine, a book, puzzle, anything.

Aren't I being a good girl now, Mommy?

No.

[door banging]

You know, if you're bored,

we could always just play pin the tail on the ghost.

Why do you keep showing up?

I don't know,

'cause you'd look crazy talking to an empty room.

I keep seeing a little boy.

What's wrong, Claire?

Nothing, I think, uh...

I think I just need to lay down.

The smell down here is getting worse,

it's giving me a headache.

Feeling weak?

Yeah.

[Rebecca] Not surprising.

Why's that?

You already know the answer to that.

- [Claire] No, I don't. - Sure you do.

You're just not thinking clearly.

I wonder why that is.

Are you really crazy? Is it self-protection?

Or is your body sapping energy from your brain?

[Claire] You know, you're really starting to piss me off.

Go away.

[Rebecca] Did you ever read

"The Emperor's New Clothes"?

A shyster dressed the emperor in nothing at all,

but convinced him that he was wearing the finest duds.

The emperor deluded himself into thinking

he was walking around wearing some pretty hot stuff,

but he was actually naked.

Everyone else goes along with it because he's the emperor,

so he could cut your head off, you know, but...

someone finally got the courage

to make him look in the mirror.

Someone got him to turn around

and see what was really going on.

You're naked, Claire.

[scoffs]

It's time to look in the mirror.

You know, you show up here,

and you share your words of wisdom,

and I have no idea what you're talking about.

And yet, if I'm a figment of your imagination,

it's all actually coming from you, isn't it?

Then again...

what if I'm not a figment of your imagination?

Just go away, Rebecca.

[entity breathing]

[sighing]

If only that worked on Helen.

[Claire sighing]

[chains rattling]

- [chains rattling] - [gasping]

[woman] Claire.

[boy] Mommy?

- [chains rattling] - [gasping]

[chains rattling]

[gasping]

[entity growling]

- No! - [entity laughing]

[entity growling]

No.

Help!

[panting]

[man] Claire.

[boy laughing]

[♪♪♪]

[footsteps]

[banging]

[chains rattling]

Helen?

[gasping]

Mom!

[panting]

You have another visitor coming,

he's just not here yet.

But he is coming.

He's coming very soon.

[slamming]

[banging]

[bell ringing]

[♪♪♪]

[gasping]

[chains rattling]

[man, whispering] You need to remember.

[gray puppet] Very soon.

[man] Claire.

- [bed creaking] - [gasping]

[grunting]

[panting]

[♪♪♪]

[boy laughing]

Hello?

[boy crying]

[chains rattling]

What do you want?

Why do you keep coming here?

[gasping]

[gasping]

[gasping]

Bad dreams?

[panting]

[♪♪♪]

Claire.

It's time to open that door.

I'm so tired.

[man] It's time to look inside.

[gasping]

[sighing]

[♪♪♪]

Drink your tea.

I keep seeing weird things.

People keep coming down here and tormenting me.

I'm scared.

No one has been here.

Then why am I so afraid?

I don't know. Why do you think?

You have a lot of skeletons in your closet, my dear.

[door banging]

[scraping]

[scraping]

[scraping continues]

[scraping]

[scraping continues]

[boy crying]

[thudding]

[gasping]

No, you're not real.

Mommy loves me, so she said,

right before she bashed my head.

You're not real.

But Mommy's love will never die,

she told me when she made me cry.

[laughing]

[Claire gasps] Stay away.

- [panting] - [boy screaming]

[Claire screaming]

[clock ticking]

[♪ circus ♪]

[entity breathing]

[clock ticking]

[entity breathing]

[rattling]

[entity breathing]

[scraping]

[creaking]

[chains rattling]

[bed creaking]

[sighing]

[chains rattling]

[bed creaking]

[sighing]

[chair creaking]

[panting]

[boy] My ball!

[gasping]

[grunting]

[boy] Let go! Let go of me!

[man] No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

[boy screaming]

[voices garbling]

[groaning]

Claire!

Oh, my God, wake...

Claire, wake... Claire, wake up!

Jesus, Claire, you were having a nightmare.

What was that about?

Honey?

Oh, geez!

You scared me half to death.

[sighing]

Okay, I'll make you a nice cup of tea.

It's gonna help you sleep, okay?

Okay, just calm down.

[panting]

[footsteps]

[♪♪♪]

[ball thudding]

[sighing]

[footsteps thudding]

Fuck you.

[Claire gasping]

[Rebecca] You can feel it, can't you?

I don't feel anything.

Nagging.

Clawing at you.

And the more you try to fight it,

the stronger it gets.

Like that pang in your stomach.

Or the smell.

None of this is real.

What you feel in your gut is hunger.

Hunger is real.

What you smell...

Where's your mother, Claire?

Where's Helen?

I'm here. I've always been here.

You're just not paying attention.

Something sure stinks, smells like a real mess.

- Like the mess in the bucket? - No.

It's a different kind of mess,

like something is rotting.

Like maybe something like this?

Where on earth did you find that old carrot?

It was under the bed.

It looks like it's been there for days and days.

Is that what's making the bad smell?

Well, it's rotting, but not that bad.

Is there anything else under the bed?

Um...

a piece of a broken plate.

A broken plate, huh?

Yep, I wonder how that happened.

I don't know, but I certainly hope

no one got hurt when that plate broke.

[gray puppet] Let me look and see.

Well, what is it?

I think somebody did get hurt when that plate broke,

and I think it's where the bad smell is coming from.

Is there a mess under there, young lady?

[gray puppet] Um... yes.

- [Claire gasping] - I wonder who it is.

[♪♪♪]

[grunting]

- [gasping] - [grunting]

Claire.

[grunting]

Get off me!

[Helen grunting]

[grunting]

You shoulda let me help you.

[grunting]

[screaming]

[Claire panting]

[chains rattling]

A mother's love never dies,

but she can.

[chains rattling]

[Claire grunting]

[gasping]

[chains rattling]

[♪♪♪]

[Helen] I wonder who it is.

[panting]

Shit.

[gasping]

Shit.

No, no, no.

You haven't eaten in days.

Bet that oatmeal and tuna

look pretty good right now, don't they?

No, no, no.

Nothing since that day.

The fight.

No, none... none of this is truth.

This isn't real.

Look at the condition of that food.

How hungry are you right now?

How thirsty?

How dirty?

[Claire whimpering]

When you woke up from being drugged,

you closed your door to that part of the world,

just like you shut out all those other parts.

But that just made you more accessible to us.

Us?

Now, that we're opening doors, Claire,

let's open all of them.

[door creaking]

Oh, your car broke down?

Well, come on in, use my phone.

[♪♪♪]

Mommy!

My ball!

[boy screaming]

[thudding]

Oh, my God!

What did you do?

I think he's dead.

[♪♪♪]

Michael!

[metal scraping]

[♪♪♪]

[panting]

- [screaming] - [grunting]

[Claire grunting]

[thudding]

[Rebecca screaming]

[Rebecca] No, no, no, no.

[grunting]

[Claire] Mom, please, please, please help me,

please help me, please help.

I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do.

Help me, help, help, help me.

[crying]

[Claire crying]

[door creaking]

[door banging]

[Claire] I can't do this.

God, what did you do?

Bad girls do bad things, bad girls do bad things.

What did you do?

Bad girls go to jail, bad girls go to jail,

bad girls go to jail, bad girls go to jail.

No, honey.

This is going to be much worse than jail.

Bad girls do bad things, bad girls do bad things,

bad girls do bad things, bad girls do bad things.

And that's not happening.

[shuddering]

Are we going home?

No, we're not gonna go home, we can't.

Not 'til I can clean this up and figure out what to do.

They're gonna come and get me.

No, no, they're not.

We're gonna hide.

we're gonna stay here and hide, and like...

It's gonna be like playing a game, right?

[whimpering]

Mommy, I'm scared.

You don't have to be scared, Mommy's here now.

Mommy's here.

Mommy's gonna take care of you.

Mommy loves you.

Mommy loves you so much.

[rattling]

[paper rustling]

[clattering]

[♪♪♪]

[clock ticking]

♪ Such a peaceful face upon you as you sleep ♪

♪ I'd give my world to make it ♪

♪ Something you could keep ♪

♪ Though your blinded by this moment of despair ♪

♪ I wish you somehow knew ♪

♪ That I will always care ♪

♪ And maybe we could make it one last time ♪

♪ I could hold you once again ♪

♪ Like the days when you were mine ♪

♪ And maybe we can make it one last time ♪

♪ Even if we must pretend ♪

♪ There's a reason to the rhyme ♪

[lid slamming]

- [sighing] - [Claire] No.

I don't do things like that.

You've been doing things like that

your whole life, Claire.

You killed a kitten when you were five.

Karma's a bitch, isn't it?

What do you mean?

I mean, starvation is a slow death, Claire,

and if anyone deserves it, you do.

No, I'm not... I'm not going.

You killed your mother, Claire.

The only person who ever loved you.

How are you gonna get out of here now?

You also killed the only person who knows that you're here.

Looks like you're stuck.

[grunting]

It's not there.

What? [grunting]

The key to your ankle bracelet.

- No. - You already looked.

Don't you remember?

No, it has to be in here. It has to be in here.

[screaming]

[grunting]

[panting]

[clock ticking]

[ticking stops]

[sighing]

Sorry, Helen.

Didn't mean to.

[Helen] You made a real mess of it this time, dear.

I know.

And I am sorry.

I know.

[♪♪♪]

[chains rattling]

[grunting]

[screaming]

[gasping]

[chains rattling]

[sighing]

I remember that day now.

I was so sad.

I saw you first,

coming out of the store.

Both of you.

I remembered you from the day that we signed the papers.

When they forced me to put my baby up for adoption.

And then you came out.

My God, you were so big, I couldn't believe it.

You were showing them the gumball

that you had just gotten from the machine.

[chuckles]

And you were so excited because it was red,

your favorite flavor.

You looked so happy, I could...

I could almost hear the excitement in your voice.

I wanted so badly to tell you that...

that cherry was my favorite too.

I still couldn't believe how much you had grown.

How much time had passed.

And then I realized...

that if I had just seen you without them,

I... I never would've recognized you.

And I realized how much of your life I had missed.

I realized how much I really loved you.

Because a mother's love never dies.

You shoulda let me help you.

I never meant to hurt anybody.

I just wanted you back.

Please, can you let me go now?

[stammers] I promise that I'll be a good girl.

I can't do anything now.

[sniffling]

I'm gonna die here alone.

I'm... I'm gonna die here alone.

You...

will never be alone again.

[♪♪♪]

[clock ticking]

[♪♪♪]

♪ In the quiet of their broken mind ♪

♪ A slip away to places none should find ♪

♪ Their faces bruised and twisted ♪

♪ The loves that once existed ♪

♪ All forever and a day entwined ♪

♪ This is a world ♪

♪ Is a world that delusion stole ♪

♪ This is a time where a crime ♪

♪ Came to take its toll ♪

♪ I lost my faith within the chains ♪

♪ That ripped it from my soul ♪

♪ Ripping this world, in this world ♪

♪ Out of my control ♪

[clock ticking]

[♪♪♪]

♪ In the whisper of a solitary plea ♪

Provided by explosiveskull https://twitter.com/kaboomskull

♪ I pray you find the peace that always seems to flee ♪

♪ And in those distant lands of mystery and lore ♪

♪ You rediscover all the joy you had before ♪

♪ And maybe we could make it one last time ♪

♪ I could hold you once again ♪

♪ Like the days when you were mine ♪

♪ And maybe can make it one last time ♪

♪ Even if we must pretend ♪

♪ There's a reason to the rhyme ♪

[clock ticking]

[rain pouring]

[thunder crashing]