Original subtitles

OK, Eric, born April 28th.

That means you're exactly 5,140 days,

17 hours, 15 minutes, and 37 seconds old.

So what have you been doing all this time?

Waiting for Kiki.

- Where did she go? - Must be nature calling.

- What the-- - Hey, it's a flasher.

Gotcha.

Ew, gross! My eyes are all red.

I look 5,000 years old, not 5,000 days.

[Kiki] What you see is what you get, old man.

It's like a ghost becoming real.

- When's your birthday, Kiki? - Just get to the story.

- Come on. - OK, give me the pictures.

Sometimes a camera sees more than the naked eye.

Some indian tribes hated to have their pictures taken

because they thought the camera captures your soul...

and maybe they were right.

Submitted for the approval of the Midnight Society,

I call this story...

[Kiki] The AD in the Travel Magazine said, "It's the perfect hotel

"to spend a relaxing summer vacation on a Crystal-Clear Lake.

Join us for a visit you'll never forget."

Danielle and her parents

thought the place sounded too good to be true,

but the AD was right-- This was going to be a vacation

they were never, ever goinig to forget.

- What a charming place. - Looks boring.

We should have gone to the ocean.

Aw, what's the matter?

You getting too old to have fun with us all of a sudden?

- No. - All right.

Then let's do it. All right!

- It's locked. - Well, check over the door.

Maybe there's a key.

Ouch!

Well, hello.

Hi.

You must be the Solomons.

I'm Peter Kirlan III. It's wonderful to have you here.

Thanks.

- Mrs. Solomon. - Very nice to meet you, Peter.

Are you parents the innkeppers here?

And this must be your lovely daughter... Danielle.

Uh... Yeah. Danny.

Let me show you your rooms. I think you'll find them very cozy.

- [Mrs. Solomon] This is beautiful. - Thank you.

Gross.

You're in luck.

We have no other guests this week.

You have the place to yourselves.

This is your room, Mr. and Mrs. Solomon.

I hope it's to your liking.

- [Mrs. Solomon] Wow! - [Mr. Solomon] Yeah.

What's with all the mirrors?

My family's been collecting them for years.

It's kind of a tradition.

They sure do like to look at themselves.

I kind of like them.

- [crackling] - Ouch!

Sorry about that. The wiring is quite old.

In the mirror?

Let me show you your room, Danielle.

Don't call me Danielle. I hate that.

What do you think?

- This is a closet, not a room. - Danny, don't be rude.

I think you'll be very happy here.

- Are your parents around? - I guess we should be checking in.

Oh, they're not here. Actually, they're off on a cruise.

I'll check you in.

- You're here all alone? - Not anymore.

- Strange little guy. - Totally weird.

Go for it.

You've got quite an arm there, Danielle.

Thanks.

Don't call me Danielle.

Come on, Pete. Get in the game.

I'm not much of a sportsman.

Come on. Pick up a glove.

All right. Here goes.

Oops.

Dad, I thought this was supposed to be our vacation together.

Forget this geek.

Come on, sweetie. Give him a break.

He's all alone.

Besides, it'll be fun having somebody else to play ball with.

Here you are.

- Well, maybe not. - OK. Smile, everybody!

- No! - Pete!

You OK? What's wrong?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

Let me take a picture of you all.

- Go stand with your family. - OK.

[chuckling]

[bouncing noise]

Hello.

Hello, Danielle. I didn't mean to startle you.

You didn't. I mean, um...

is this your ball?

What do you think of my room?

You live here all summer... by yourself?

Possibly longer.

- No parents? - I do what I want...

when I want.

It's like a dream come true.

Cool. What do you do for fun?

What do you want to do?

I always admire a girl with great physical strength.

Is this you?

No, wait. It says 1920.

It's my grandfather.

He looked a lot like me.

- What's this? - It's an experiment.

My grandfather designed it years ago.

It's a transference... of energy fields.

But you're killing your roses.

The geraniums are doing very well. It's natural selection...

with a little help.

Don't!

- You'll ruin it! - OK, OK! Sorry.

What are you doing?

- Nothing. Really. - What?

- Don't be such a dweeb. - Well, it's just...

Well, I think you're breaking out.

Gross!

- [crackling] - Ouch!

[beep]

[high-frequency tone]

[fast ticking]

Ha ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha ha!

What was he doing, anyway? Take a light shower?

Yeah. And why didn't he want his picture taken?

Maybe he was afraid of what they'd see.

But what about the Cylinder? There were mirrors in there.

Exactly. Mirrors.

Just like in the rest of the house.

Strike three! You're out.

You lucked up with that curve ball.

You're out. I'm up.

I'll pitch.

OK, slugger. Try this one.

Whoo!

Ha ha ha!

- Nice hit, Pete. - Yeah!

He got lucky. I got to quit.

I'm feeling a little woozy.

- Must be the heat. - But we just started.

I'm sorry, hon, but I really am beat.

Go get the ball, OK?

Wait. I'll get it.

- Don't worry about it. - No! I said I'll get it.

Let's go swimming.

Honey, I'm too tired. Your father will take you.

He can barely play softball.

He's not going to want to swim.

Go easy on him, Danny. It's his vacation, too.

Great.

Look at you. You know, I think we're going

to have to get some medication for your skin.

- [crackling] - Ouch!

[glass breaks]

Dad, come here quick! Dad!

What? What's up?

Look, there's something really weird going on here.

- It's just the old wiring. - In a mirror?

What happened here? Get this cleaned up

before somebody gets hurt. I'm going to take a nap.

[coughing]

[snap]

Peter? Is that you?

Peter Kirlan III. Born 1907.

There's no date.

He must still be alive.

What's that?

What are you doing?

There's something really weird going on here, Mom.

You look terrible.

No! Don't look in the mirror.

Oh, I know I look terrible.

I guess the years are just catching up with me.

We've got to leave-- right now!

Danny, your imagination is running away with you.

But you've gotten old in a couple of days!

What are you doing?

No! Don't put it back!

- Danny, don't be strange. - Can't we just go home?

This country air is getting me lightheaded.

- Then let's get out of here. - I think I'll take a nap, too.

I'm as weak as a kitten.

Peter! Peter, where are you?

I want to talk.

Peter!

Very weird.

The little goon's got hidden cameras.

What's that?

The fresh air out here really is wonderful.

I just find it takes so much out of you sometimes, you know?

Mm-hmm.

Um... excuse me.

Is that a new guest?

What do you mean?

Some tea, Danielle?

But you were...

[Danny] 21 men, 15 women, 34 kids...

- 10 dogs? - So, you found our little plot.

Who are you? What are you doing to us?

You were right. It's all done with mirrors,

which you have cleverly managed to avoid.

After tonight, you'll be all alone... just like me.

You can stay on in the house if you'd like.

We can be friends.

What do you mean, I'll be all alone?

Your parents are checking out tonight.

- What? - Yes. We've entered the final phase.

- It won't be long now. - You leave my parents alone.

Stay with me, Danielle. We can be young... forever.

- You're crazy! - No. I'm very, very smart.

But if you won't join me, I'll have to use you, too.

Aah!

It's too late!

You don't have any time!

Mom! Dad! It's in the mirrors.

- They're making you old. - Not now, Danny.

Get up! I can't come in, or I'll get it, too.

Be a love. Get me a glass of water.

- Get away! - Why don't you look at yourself?

You don't know what you're doing.

I know what you're doing.

You're stealing other people's souls so you can stay young.

How old are you really? 80, 90?

- Don't be foolish, Danielle. - I'm offering you eternal youth.

- You're a twisted old man. - I'm a scientist.

You're a monster.

Please, Danielle. Don't do anything.

- You don't understand! - Oh, I understand, all right.

You're trying to take my parents away from me.

Well, you messed with the wrong girl, Peter boy.

Danielle, no!

And don't call me Danielle.

No!

No!

Mom! Dad! Wake up!

We got to get out of here.

Feel like I've dropped a million years.

You all right, honey? Where have you been?

- I stopped him. - You stopped who?

Peter. I was up in the...

Never mind.

Well, I feel great.

What'll we do?

- How about a trip? - Hmm. Where to?

Anywhere that is a long way from here.

Danny?

Peter?

Goodbye, Danny.

I'm going out back now to join my family.

It's been far too long.

Enjoy your youth while you can.

Danny? Who was that?

Nobody.

I just found this out front. Any idea who it is?

No. Just looks like some sad old man.

[Kiki] Danny never told her parents the true story about Peter.

OK. Let's go.

They were safe, and Peter wasn't going to hurt anybody again.

That's all that mattered.

And she finally convinced her parents to go to the ocean.

So you see, sometimes pictures do tell the truth...

whether you like it or not.

And I've got one shot left.

Smile, everybody.

Captioned by Grant Brown