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(celestial music)

I'm not sure what's more messed up,

doing it or watching it.

Everybody's at McCool's.

New girl.

Kind of quiet, small town,

stares at me a lot.

(celestial music)

I trust myself, I trust the universe,

I accept myself for who I am.

I trust myself, I trust the universe,

I accept myself for who I am.

I trust myself, I trust the universe,

I accept myself for who I am.

(car horn blaring)

I trust myself, I trust the universe.

(ominous music)

(ominous music)

Hey, mom.

No, I just.

Nothing.

I just got a little freaked out so I thought I'd call you.

I'm sorry.

I'm okay.

No, everything is fine.

Okay.

Everyone's a little weird here,

the way they do things.

Sometimes it all feels like a big joke I'm not in on.

Sorry I woke you, mom.

No.

It's just stupid Katie being paranoid again.

Nothing to freak out about, mom.

(alarm buzzing)

(ominous music)

(celestial music)

Hey, you coming to McCool's tonight, Katie?

(gentle music)

I trust the universe, I accept myself for who I am.

My mind is happy, my body is strong.

(ominous music)

I don't know.

How did they get me email then?

Course my door is locked, mom.

The police didn't think it was anything real

and they're probably right.

They must be right, who would do that?

No, I can't come home, mom.

It's time to grow up.

No, don't come here.

I'll get through this myself.

(celestial music)

Pardon me?

It's Friday night.

You know, day before Saturday, the weekend.

My brain.

Never leave home without it.

I guess I shouldn't bother

asking if you're coming for drinks?

Can I show you something?

Yeah.

That's pretty scary stuff.

Just wait.

(ominous music)

Well, somebody's gotta keep the streets clean, right?

That's funny?

Not really, it's a joke, though, right?

It's fake.

I mean, it's probably some viral campaign or something.

You didn't think that was real did you?

Really, it's just somebody screwing around.

Probably some film student or something.

But why?

Why me?

I don't know, why not you?

Shove over for a second.

If a local girl got strangled in parking lot

it would be on the news somewhere.

There you see?

Nothing.

Nothing.

See?

Maybe it was awhile ago?

There'd still be something.

Maybe they hacked the security footage

and got rid of the body?

They?

Why do you say they?

I don't know.

Look, I see one probably out of work actor in a hoodie.

The only thing they about it is the tiny hipster film crew

offscreen laughing and eating Twizzlers.

This shit's out there, Katie.

Don't worry about it.

My brain.

What did you just move in?

Yeah?

Well, it looks like the coast is clear.

That's tomorrow.

I'll check the bedroom.

Is it all clear?

Katie?

Katie?

Anybody in here?

(phone ringing)

I should run.

Or you could stay.

That's not a great idea.

And I'm expected so.

Listen.

Listen, if you get anymore of those messages,

just ignore 'em.

But I'll leave you my digits

and if things get too intense,

you should call me.

I'm close, I'm closer than the police anyway.

Okay?

Mom, are you there?

Mom?

No one, no one.

Calm down, Katie.

(phone ringing)

Hello?

Jack?

Please come now, something's about to happen.

What's about to happen, Katie?

I think there's someone else here.

[Jack] Alright, sit tight, I'll come over.

Hello.

Oh no.

No, no, no, no.

(gentle music)

Don't do this.

No, Katie.

No, Katie.

No, Katie.

(electronic music)