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[thunder rumbling]

[footsteps]

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[thunder rumbling]

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[thunder rumbling]

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[inaudible] now!

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You heard your father.

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[clock ticking]

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[knocks]

[door opening]

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[laughing]

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[humming]

[sighing]

[key opening]

[panting]

[door opening]

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[breathing heavily]

[silence]

[breathing heavily]

During your last annual
review, you were showing,

continued exceptional mental
health, and were just about

to celebrate your 5th wedding
anniversary if I remember

rightly? Yeah, I still can't
imagine my life without him.

Have you suffered any relapses
over the last 12 months?

No. Not at all. No more visions.
I can't remember the last

time we had an incident talking
years.
Margot, tell her the

truth.
- It was just a dream. It's all
too common for those

who suffer traumatic childhood
experiences.
For those symptoms

to reappear...
- There's nothing wrong with me.
Not anymore.

[silence]

[writing]

Recently, an old friend,
Douglas, he was in charge of the

estate, he passed away.
Well, it starts brings with it

back.
- The lost memories. Well, not
just that night, but

entire year. It's like I'm
rediscovering this lost part

of my life each night, little by
little.
Those long lost

memories of your childhood are
never really lost. You maybe

suppress them to spare yourself
pain.
If we just stop this

downward trajectory, then...
I need to remember. I need to

remember everything.
I've run from the truth my
entire

life, never believing that I
was strong enough to face it.

I was wrong. Now, I'm ready.

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I need to know why-why it happ.

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Help me remember, please.

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Memories are based

on our senses, sights, sounds.
Go back to that house. Look

around in the shoes of your
childhood self for a few days.

It will come flooding back to
you. But be careful. You're

showing clear signs of
regression.
You may add fuel to

a fire we fought so hard to
contain.
If your mental health

declines Mrs.
Richardson, I fear your days in
Abingdon.

Asylum could be far from over.

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[door closing]

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I'm not sure about this.

I should have done this years.

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This is where you grew up?

You never told me your family
were wealthy.
What does it

matter?
- Well, what happened to it? The
money? I mean, we're

barely making ends meet.
I refuse to accept my
inheritance.

Why?
- I'll never take
a penny from my father.

[silence]

[bird sounds]

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

[silence]

[bird sounds]

Dad.

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[footsteps]

You okay?

[bird sounds]

[keys clingling]

Lead the way.

[bird sounds]

[crow cowing]

[footsteps]

[switch clicking]

Trust you weren't raised
in total darkness.

[sighing]

[footsteps]

A countryside not even a single.

[footsteps]

So, it was just you,
your father, and.

Douglas the Butler that lived
here, is that right?

My father's girlfriend, Nancy,
would often stay the night too.

I also had a younger sister.

Her name was Evie.

You told me you were
an only child.

I tried to keep you away
from all of this.

Sometimes,
it feels like I don't even know
you.

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[footsteps]

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[wood cracking]

[chandelier swinging]

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[birds chirping]

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[door squeaking]

[opens door]

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Can I take that off
you now, please?

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It's much better.

I don't know why you insist
on wearing it.

She could scare a child
looking through the window.

Well, let them look.
I don't want a hiding away from
the

world any longer.

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You're beautiful.

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Just the way you are.

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[wind blows]

[wind blows]

[gasps]

[breathing heavily]

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[footsteps]

[footsteps]

This must all be worth a fort.

We're not selling any of it.

I just don't understand
why you're holding on to

everything if it holds no value
to you.
I've only just found out

that we have all this money
just sitting there and then...

Please.

[footsteps]

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Margot, sure you're alright?

Yeah. It's just a lot to take.

Of course.

Look what I found.

[footsteps]

You look so happy.

That was...

Is that her?

Your sister?

Evie was severely disfigured.
She lived a tortured existence.

Nancy took an instant
dislike to the both of us.

Evie was a little different.
She was the easiest of targets.

Poor girl.

This was taken just months be.

You have going to tell me
what happened that night or

at least what you remember.

What's the first thing that
comes to mind when you look

at my father?

He looks like a good man?

A loving father.

We never knew our mother. She

died when we were both really
little.
It created a special

bond between the 3 of us.

All of that changed

the night Evie was murdered.

I'm so sorry.

She suffocated to death,
screaming, begging for her life

so he told the police.

They found her killer?

When they found her body
buried in the woods,

they took my father away.

He confessed to everything.

Before I had the opportunity
to see him again, he was dead.

The official report said that
he was killed by an inmate.

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I never got the opportunity
to ask him why.

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And now, I'll never know.

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[opens door]

[footsteps]

[drinks]

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[indistinct sound]

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[door closes]

[screams]

Open the door! [Knocks]

Mason!

Mason!

Mason!

[gasps]

It's okay, I'm here. Breathe.

[gasps]

See you back on the wine.

Why did you lock the door?

I didn't.

I can't help you
if you lock me out

and I won't be here to look
after you tomorrow night.

You're still going.

Youd on't turn down
Henry Hargreaves.

See if putting him
before your wife.

I can't pass up this
opportunity.
He's the only publisher

in London as it turned me down.

You can't just leave me on
my own. I'm struggling to...

[thumps] -Margot, please.
This isn't a dicussion.

You chose to come here. I can't
pass up this opportunity.

I'm leaving tomorrow night.

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Let me take you home.
He doesn't know where I am.

Can I escape my own thoughts
now, can I?

They're only tolerable
with you by my side.

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I'll be back with you this time
tomorrow.
I promise.

You're just walking away.

But this is the one, Margo.

I'm coming back with a book dea.

I know it.

[footsteps]

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Ghost sightings are the
byproduct of a tortured mind.

We conjure supernatural images
that bring us a sense of
closure,

[opens faucet]

Sometimes comfort.

If left untamed, or brains have
the ability to wish our lost

loved ones back to life.

Spirits exist only in the mind.

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[water flowing]

[glass shatters]

[opens door]

[sings]

[sings]

[door closes]

[breaths heavily]

[footsteps]

[footsteps]

[bird chirping]

[opens door]

Just in time. You ready?

This is the one.

Thank you for agreeing to
see us, Mr. Hargraves.

I see you have a new
client, Ms. Rose.

The most talented I've
ever represented.

Mason, Mason Richardson.
It's a real pleasure to meet you

at last.

Yes. Yes, it is. Please
take a seat.

Have you had a chance
to read Mason's work?

Yes.

May I ask what your thoughts?

It's a great read, truly

but I'm afraid it's too
much of a gamble for us.

As you know, sales are
down year-on-year.

I do have a revised draft
that I'd love to talk to you

about some of the changes
that we've made.

Look, my mind's made up.

I think passing on this
would be a big mistake.

This has everything
to be a major hit.

Except a known name
on the front cover.

I can't afford to take another
risk on a rookie author.

You know a good book
when you see one.

Sometimes, that's all it takes.

I'm sorry, Chrissa.

Thank you for your time.

I appreciate everything you've.

This is the end of the road for.

But you can't just give up.

I know how much you want this.

Let's talk about it over a drin.

I promised my [inaudible] bac.

Just one quick drink.

That's all I'm asking.

Please?

I'm Sarah and I wish
contact to my mother.

My name is Barton,
and I wish to contact my wife.

I lost her many years ago.

I just want to know
if she's free of pain.

And last but not least...

My name is Margon and
I would like to contact

my sister, Evie.

And what do you want from her?

Clarity.

I want to know if I'm right
in thinking that she's been

the one visiting me these
past few nights or...

Or you're just losing your
marbles. [Chuckles]

Please settle down.

Let's see if we can
get your answer.

Please.

We call upon the spirits
of our long lost friends

and loved ones to connect
with us here today.

Spirits, let us know
you can hear us.

Give us a sign.

A spirit is with us.

Spirit, reveal who in
attendance you wih to contact.

What was your wife's name?

Jessica.

Jessica? Jessica, your
husband, Barton,

wishes for a sign that
you are no longer in pain.

Please.

She wishes to speak to you.

How?

Oh.

[carving sounds]

Barton.

Jess?

Oh Jess, I need to know...

To know what?

How long should I let this
[inaudible] continue?

[laughs]

Show's over folks.
And that is all that it is.

A show, Barton.

Barton Bailey.

Closed your eyes?

Yeah, no surprise is there
but the candles on the

other hand, are most intriguing.

Very good.

You have been the victims of an

all-too-common con.

You are merely putting all
your hard-earned cash

into the pockets of charlatans,

like our friends here,
who take great pleasure in lying

to your faces. And may I suggest
finding other work something

more in keeping with your
incredible talents?

The West End, perhaps. [Laughs]

You know, you think you're
so high and mighty, but we

are giving these people peace.

You are selling them lies.

No different to you
than Mr. Bailey.

Profiting from deceit,
your books are full of lies.

You are no less a fault.

There's no signing autographs.

I'm not interested in any of.

Well, it won't indulge your
ghost stories either.

Be lucky to get a smile.

Sorry to bother you, Mr. Bail.

My name is Margot Richardson.

I've read your book.

I wanted to ask you about
my recent encounters.

The supernatural is not
founded in logic or reality,

but pure fantasy. Whatever
is plaguing you

will become clear soon enough.

But things are happening to me

that I can't explain
in any other way.

I need someone with
your expertise.

[chuckles] My expertise?

The ghost hunter.

I was once a paranormal
investigator but now, I have

turned my attention to more
worthwhile endeavors, exposing

those who would profit from the
weak-minded, like yourself.

I'm desperate.

Help me before it's too late.
I need to

understand what's happening to
me.
You're the only one.

What do you mean too late?

I'm in danger of being sent a.

If you truly want answers,
may I suggest you try reading

my book again? At this time,
with your brain engaged.

[footsteps]

I warned you about him.

Give it a couple of days.
If you're still adamant,

see us in this address.
I might be persuaded to run a
few

tests for the right price.
I wouldn't count to it.

My dad's pretty stubborn.

Thank you.

- Charlie.
- Charlie.

Does my story sound crazy to yo?

Not exactly.

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Where are you, Mason?

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I told you to stop wearing
that horrible thing.

I need to have it.

Why?

The neighbors called
me names again.

I'll have a word with
their parents.

Why does he hate me? They're
nice to Margot.

They don't hate you.
They're just ignorant.

If these girls don't see
how wonderfully kind,

thoughtful, and funny you are.

Evie, they're not deserving
of your friendship.

You don't need anyone who
treats you differently

and who doesn't see what's in h.

No matter what,
you will always have your sister
and I.

After one of the shortest
murder trials in recent history,

Knightley admitted all the
charges against him

and entered no defense.

Butler points finger
at abusive Nancy.

How can you treat Evie this w?

How dare you speak to me like
that?
We pay you.

You have never paid me a penny,
Miss.
May I remind

you that I was here long before
you arrived and will remain

long after you've gone.

How can you treat them both
with such contempt?

They are a constant reminder.

A reminder of what James
will never give me.

All I've ever asked of him
were children of my own.

You knew that was never an op.

How can I be asked to love
another woman's children?

I tried. Douglas,
I really tried but I can't do
it.

I will never love them.

He will forever be what stands
in the way of what I truly want.

My family.

I had a dream last night.

I drowned them both in the rive.

Scariest part was

it was far from a nightmare.

Butler Douglas Morrison
told police last night

how Nancy Jones, girlfriend of
the
accused, Sir James Knightley

would often relish any
opportunity
to punish Evie for reasons

beyond logic.

He recalled out each lash of
her belt was made with a smile,

would often lock her in the
basement for days on end

while their father was
away on business.

I have reason to believe.
So James Knightley is covering

for his beloved manipulative Na.

Was it Nancy, Evie?

I assume you've not told
Margot about us yet.

I'm waiting for the right tim.

There is no right time to tell
your wife you're leaving her.

What am I going to do?

Every publisher in town
has turned me down.

It's not your fault.

They can't see great work when
it's put in front of them.

The quality doesn't matter.
No one's willing to

take a bet on me.

Why don't we start our
own publishing company?

Stop chasing the approval
of these tasteless fools and

put the books in the readers'
hands ourselves.

How would we do that?

Well, I have the connections.
We just lack printing
investment.

We would need significant
investment.

I think I can get hold of the
money.
I just need time.

This could be the start to a new
life.
Just you and I,

creating the future we've
always wanted together.

[laughs]

[knocks]

Evie?

I need to know who, Evie.

Dad's innocent, isn't he?

Who this to you?

I know. I know you want
me to know the truth.

[footsteps]

[footsteps]

[screams]

Go!

Margot!

[breathes heavily]

Are you going to tell me
what happened tonight?

I can't help you if
you won't talk to me.

You won't believe me.

Your visions are getting
out of control.

They aren't visions, Mason.
This is real.

None of this is real.

Margot.

How you explain this?

It was Evie.

[chuckles]

Margot.

I saw her in the attic and
then, I saw her down here.

No, you didn't.

Look what she did to me.

Enough!

Look, I tried being patient
with you but...

When I was in London,

I made a call to Dr. Lake.

Tell me you're lying.

I'm so worried about you.

What you've told her?

I've told her everything.

You don't understand.

They stopped me from
[inaudible] and locked me up.

Why would you do that?

Because you need help.

[footsteps]

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[laughs]

Where are you going?

I have another book
meeting lined up.

You never said anything about
another book meeting.

[door closes]

[knocks]

Morning.

I need to speak to Barton.

To what do I owe the pleasure
of your visit?

I feel like I'm losing my min.

I don't know the feeling.

I didn't come here to be mock.

I can offer you little else.

I can't do this alone.

Not anymore.

Do you know how many times I
have had this very conversation?

How many lonely wives, widowers
with overactive imaginations

have stepped through that door,

desperate to understand
the bumps in the night?

Care to try a guess?

Charlie?

Well, we've investigated over
200 cases of suspected

supernatural activity.

And what conclusive evidence
did we find to

support their suspicions?

Nothing.

Nothing.

The media has eroded the minds
of an entire nation.

We're all scared,

paranoid,

and seeing things that
just don't there.

Rest assured, whatever it is
that's keeping you awake at
night,

it is no spirit.

One night,

that's all I'm asking for.

Mrs. Richardson...

Please, you'll never see me a.

Loader up.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

This house just looks familiar.

So, what can you tell us about
this supernatural presence,

Mrs. Richardson?

I've seen a little girl.
My sister, Evie.

Every time I've seen her,
it's been at 9 minutes past 9

on the dot.

Exact time she died, I believe.

And she died on these grounds?

Evie was murdered, Mr. Bailey.

This is the Knightley murder
house, isn't it?

I'm sorry for your loss.

Your father got what he deserve.

Mrs. Richardson, what's the mat?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

It was my belief the spirits
show themselves to those

they wish to be seen by which
makes our lives for the tricky.

Fortunately, we've got plenty
of other ways of detecting

supernatural activity.

Disbelief.

Where did it come from?

I lost my mother when I was very
young.
Too young.

But growing up, she'd visit me
when I need to have her most.

You've seen her.

He thinks I'm crazy for saying
so, but I still see her.

Sometimes.

I've seen enough to know that
those that died in great pain,

like my mother or Evie,

remain with us somehow.

It's as if their life's
work is incomplete.

It still have a purpose,

or reason to communicate with u.

[bell rings]

Showtime.

[glass shatters]

[glass shatters]

[static sound]

[screams]

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Your sister is so
weird. A tea party?

What happened to her face?

Leave her alone.

Oh, touchy, touchy Margot.

You said you didn't get
along with your sister,

why do you keep on defending he?

I don't want to make fun of h.

Does she just play all day,
ever day by herself?

Stop.
She can't have any friends, can
she?

Who's want to be friends with
someone who looks like that?

She's a freak.

I said stop!

It's alright, it's alright,
it's alright.

Look at me, it's me.

[gasps]

It's me.

Are you alright, Margot?

Have you ever heard sounds
like that before?

You believe me now, don't you?

I always have.

But no doubt my father
is conjuring up a logical

explanation as we speak.

How can he be so blind?

Somewhere along the
line, I realized that

proving the existence of the
supernatural would discredit

his life's work.

His books, written to
reassure people that they had

nothing to fear about their
homes being haunted,

continue to sell in their thous.

Desperate people, they don't
think twice about throwing money

around in the search
for peace of mind.

He has nothing to gain
from proving the truth

but everything to lose.

Dad!

Margot.

What's going on?

Who are you? What are
you doing here?

Don't worry, we're leaving.

You're going to tell me
what's going on here.

What's the point?

Tell me!

I hired them to prove that
we're not alone here.

[laughs]

You've actually lost it
this time, haven't you?

If someone had to believe me,
it was never going to be you.

You are seeing things again.

You're starting to sound
like a broken record.

We all know it.
What do you expect me to say?

I expect you to believe me,
just stand by me no matter what.

You're insane!

You're truly insane! God!
Listen to yourself.

Mimi is gone. She's long gone.
She's not here.

You're wrong.

Where is she?

She's looking right at you.

Over here? Over here?

Mason, please...

Well then, where is she now?

I don't know.

Well, let's find her, shall w?

Evie!

Evie!

Evie!

God! What do I have to do to
convince you are sick, Margot!

We're alone. We are
completely alone!

I can't take this any longer.
Well, go then.

- Oh, I'm going.
- Go back to.

You don't think I know what
you've been doing?

You promise.

You promised you wouldn't
do it again and

I believed you.

Whatever this is,

Whatever this is become,

it's over.

I want a divorce.

This time, I'm going to make
sure they throw away the key.

Are you alright?

[static sound]

This is undeniable. Look,
this is gonna change everything.

Delete the audio file.

Do it!

You knew this day was coming,.

Margot was right.

She hired you to find the truth.

Margo didn't hire me.

And who did?

[pouring wine]

I want you to visit the house.
Indulge her little ghost hunt.

And then, when she's proven
wrong, I want a written letter,

expressing your concern
about her mental state.

I'm starting to think that
it is you that needs

professional help.

My wife is hiding money from
me, a lot of money.

Lock her up in the nuthouse.

It all passes over to you.

I can't let it just
sit there any longer.

In exchange for your help,

I'm willing to see that you
get your fair share.

Name your price.

You're being paid to
say that she's crazy?

But you've proved she's anythin.

You'll get your cut.

Keep it.

I don't want any part of this.

You know, you started this
to know the truth,

once and for all

because you wanted to
help those who had lost

their loved ones like us.

Tell fact from fiction.

To help them.

It was just a distant memory no.

Your lies pay much better,
don't they, dad?

What have you become?

[breathes heavily]

[knocks]

[static sound]

I told you.

I told all of you.

I can't let you stay here any
longer, for your own safety.

She isn't attached to the hou.

She's attached to me.

How do I end this?

I'm not convinced we can,
not until she gets what she
wants.

She wants me to know the trut.

I'm getting close.

I fear her true intentions.

Howard is the most sinister.

What's that?

We must cleanse this place.

Barton...

[screams]

Barton?

Barton, where are you?

Barton!

[screams]

Margot.

Evie...

Wast it Nancy, Evie?

I would give anything to go
back in time and stop her from

hurting you.

Why are you doing this?

What do you want from me?!

This is why you always have no
friends, just like your sister.

You're no fun, Margot.

I can be.

Prove it.

How?

Watch this.

[music]

[music]

Evie,

we've been thinking would
like to play a game with us?

Perhaps,

hide and seek?

1,

2,

3,

4,

5,

6.

Hide in there.

Trust me.

You want to win the game, don't?

[laughter]

Let me out.

Perhaps I will, perhaps I won.

I can't breathe.

I can't hear you.

[laughs]

[knocks]

[laughter]

[crying]

Evie?

I didn't mean to hurt her.

What's going to happen to me?

Nothing.

I will not let anything
happen to you.

Listen to me.

From now on, we don't talk abou.

It never happened.

I'll take care of this.

This isn't real.

This isn't real. This isn't
real. This isn't real.

But it was real, wasn't it?

I remember.

You died because of me.

[thunder]

I'm sorry, Evie.

I'm so, so sorry.

For everything.

[screams]

Margot!

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