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OK. I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

I'm not sure what we have here,

But I just got a call
and some case files

from a Sheriff Samuel in
Uinta County, Wyoming.

6 nights ago, two different
teens were found hanging

- in their bedrooms.
- Hanging?

Trish Leake was dead
when she was found.

Ryan Krouse was revived on scene,
but then died a few days later,

in the hospital.

I know we don't handle suicides.

But the previous Friday,
two more boys,

a few towns over,
were found hanging

on the backs of their doors.

4 successful suicides in the
same rural county, in a week?

That's, uh, way above
the national average.

I know.

These kids don't fit the pattern.

No drug or alcohol abuse,
no antidepressants,

no prior arrests.

These are just plain good kids

who decided to hang themselves

at approximately the same time on,
a Friday night.

When someone feels trapped

in what feels like a
hopeless situation,

pulling the trigger or swallowing
pills or hanging yourself

seems like the only way out.

None of that seems to exist here.

Something's really wrong.

Hotch, I can feel it.

Look, all these events
happened on a Friday.

It's Wednesday.

We're not on another
case right now.

Alright. Generate an
equivocal death investigation

and get everybody on the jet.

We will determine whether these
are homicides or suicides.

And even if they are suicides...

there's definitely
something wrong here.

"Life is a game. Play it.

Life is too precious.
Do not destroy it."

Mother Teresa.

Sir, it's not that I'm not
glad to be coming with you,

because I am. I just
don't understand the why.

One of the aspects

of an equivocal
death investigation,

when suicide is a probability,

is an indirect
personality assessment.

Our victims are all
Internet generation kids.

There should be
invaluable personal data

on their computers to
mine for the evaluation.

If they committed suicide,

evidence of it will probably
in their cyber world.

So, I'm gonna snoop through
dead kids' computers?

This plane seldom
makes pleasure trips.

We've all been over the files.

Let's talk about victimology.

OK. All 4 kids were
decent students,

from different neighboring towns,

but the same school
and the same county.

Active in sports and community.

Intact families,
no mental disorders,

no precipitating events.

These are just average good kids.

There has to be some
underlying issue.

Besides relative proximity,

there's no obvious connection
between any of them.

It seems to rule out
an overt suicide pact.

The first few days leading
up to a teenager's suicide

are usually very telling.

Their behavior is transparent.

There's a multitude of indicators.

Yeah, but the most
common don't exist here.

There's no prior attempts,

no period of deep depression,

no withdrawal from family members,

no spontaneous
proclamations of love.

Spontaneous proclamations of love?

Sometimes, a suicidal person,

in the days leading up to the act,

will just blurt out
"I love you" to family,

sort of like a goodbye.

We'll start with the
latest two victims.

If they were suicides,
let's find out what drove them to it.

Hello. Rhonda Samuel.

Hi. Agent Jareau.
We spoke on the phone.

Thanks for coming out.

My county's getting
pretty shook up.

I got this reporter
won't stop calling.

I'm holding him off,
but he's connecting the dots

on the number of suicides.

Should I call him back?

No, not just yet.

We need to be very careful

about when we release
this information.

Sensationalizing these deaths may
cause a domino effect with other kids.

The term is suicide contagion.

The spread of suicidal thoughts

among a group of people

that sometimes results
in copycat acts.

It's especially
prevalent in teen cases,

and studies suggest
that media coverage

is sometimes associated
with more deaths.

Is there a good place
for me to set up?

We don't have much
of a command center.

Oh, fret not.
I got my own command center.

I just need your juice.

You got it.

Hello, sir.

We're with the FBI
Behavioral Analysis Unit.

She was so excited about
graduating high school next year.

She couldn't wait for her SATs.

Was Trish dating anybody?

No.

Billy Sullivan.

Yes. It that who she's...

What is it, Mr. Leake?

She ran up over $100
texting last month.

And, we, um, we grounded her
and we took away her cell.

Not we. Me.

I did that.

Why didn't you tell me
she had a boyfriend?

Because you would have freaked out.

No, I wouldn't.

You are right now.

Not because she had a boyfriend,

because I may have caused...

Mr. Leake, if your
daughter committed suicide,

it wouldn't have been
because of some punishment.

It's so much more
complicated than that.

If?

Excuse me?

You said "if"
she committed suicide.

Would you mind showing
us Trish's room?

Um...

Yeah.

Sure. It's this way.

I knew he didn't kill himself.

He wouldn't do that to us.

I'm sorry?

Uh, that's, uh,
that's why you're here.

The FBI wouldn't be investigating

a suicide, right?

That's not exactly true.

Um, sometimes we do what's called

an equivocal death investigation

to try to figure out
the manner of death.

It may turn out that...

our investigation will try
and sort it all out for you.

I'm sorry.

She certainly was accomplished.

There's nothing unusual
in her diary...

no fury, no angst.

Do you really have to go
through all her personal stuff?

She was such a private girl.

We are terribly sorry
to have to do this.

We care about Trish,

and we want to make sure this doesn't
happen to anybody else's daughter.

Mr. and Mrs. Leake,

there's a form I need
you both to fill out.

Can you come with me?

If you need anything...

Thank you.

Those poor people.

I just hope we haven't
made it worse for them.

Could we?

Are you sure I can't get
anyone something to drink?

Yes, ma'am, thank you.

Well, if you change your mind...

Do you think someone killed her?

Ma'am...

Sharon...

Why would you say

"if" she committed suicide?

Ma'am, I...

I mean, why would she say that

if she didn't think...
if she thought...

Why would you say that?

Well, personal touches show
she was comfortable here.

SAT prep books, college brochures.

She's a low suicide
risk if I ever saw one.

Yeah, I think it's pretty obvious

trish had everything to live for.

Maybe Garcia will find
something on the laptop

that we're not seeing here.

OK.

There's no secret hiding places.

Or drug paraphernalia.

Is this Ryan's girlfriend?

Uh, Shaunna.

They seemed really good together.

Did he ever date Trish Leake?

I never heard of Trish Leake

until... when we met her parents,

at the hospital, uh, Friday.

It seems like he got
pretty good grades.

And this letter from
the football coach?

Uh, coach Barnswell
wanted him to...

be in varsity next year.

Quarterback.

Uh, where is Ryan's computer?

Um, we have... we have
one in the family room.

He didn't have his own?

Uh...

We were worried about, uh,

unsupervised online time,

so we wanted him in the
middle of everyone.

I can... I can go show you.

Actually, if you
just get us the, uh,

network IP address,
I believe our technical analyst

can go over it off site.

If it helps prove that
Ryan didn't kill himself,

you can have anything you need.

Hey, you ready to delve into
Trish Leake's online world?

If by ready, you mean extremely
capable and even more reluctant.

Yeah, something like that.

How are the Leakes holding out?

Oh, probably as well
as can be expected.

Yeah. They're strong people.

Good.

Well, that's weird.

- There's nothing here.
- What?

Nothing useful?

Nothing at all.

Look, there's no root directory,

there's no operating system.

The registry appears to be blank.

But why would she have
an empty computer set up?

I did not say empty,
I said appears to be blank.

Meaning?

I'm gonna need a little while.

JJ.

I know. I know.
I never should have said "if."

Believe me, the last thing I want

is to make things worse
for these families.

Look, I'm not invested in
these not being suicides.

I just... want to try and keep this
Friday from being like the last two.

I got it!

It was... it was just
a basic trojan horse.

It just hid the directories,
didn't erase them.

Oh, God.

What is it?

She was on a choking game
site the night she died.

A what?

Uh, it's a game kids play where they choke
themselves to get a buzz, to get high.

They call it the good kids' high.
You get lightheaded

and a sense of euphoria,
even though no actual drugs are involved.

It's something kids
in high school play.

Did Ryan have a computer?

Not in his room.

- What about a gaming system?
- Yeah, he did.

Teenagers will find
a way to get online.

I have the, uh, IP address.

Oh. That'll help.

Bingo. Ryan was on the same site,
on the same night.

It wasn't suicide.

Hang on, this is a text to voice icon.
Let's see what happens.

Come on, try it.

We all do it. I dare you.

I dare you?

Someone was orchestrating this,

purposely getting the
kids to choke themselves.

Make sure you close the door.

Tomorrow's the big night.

We're all gonna play the game.

There's a whole subculture
around this game.

They make up names for it,
they do it at parties.

But someone is daring
these kids in this area

to play the game.

It's a contest.

And there are rules.

"Come on, Evans High,
this is the big one.

Garfield edged out
Casper High last week.

You gonna let them diss us?"

Diss... sounds like a kid.

Who else would pit schools
against each other?

Reckless teenage competition.

"The school that logs the most high time,
this Friday, wins."

Friday, tomorrow.

"Get your friends on board.

practice makes the
high last longer.

"Gotta do it alone and
video it with your webcam

and upload it to the site,
for it to count."

Doing it alone requires ligatures.

He's basically encouraging them to
play the deadliest form of the game

with no one there to revive them.

Garcia, shut the site down.

Sir, I can totally do that,

but I don't think you want me to.

Why?

Right now this site is our
only way to track the unsub,

and if I cut into it, he will
certainly know we're watching him,

in which case, he'll shut it down

and he'll write a simple change
in code, bring it back up

in a more covert fashion.
Plus there's no telling

how many servers it's
replicated on, anyway.

You're right.

We're ready to give the profile.

We believe the unsub
responsible for these deaths

may be a teenager.

He's a loner. He doesn't
participate in team sports

or group activities.
He's withdrawn, very low self-esteem.

His only form of pure
interaction is online.

He engages in activity that
draws attention to himself

yet isolates himself
from his peers.

Parents and teachers should watch
out for the warning signs...

Kids with bloodshot eyes,

marks on their necks,

severe headaches, disorientation.

In real life, he considers
himself a loser.

In cyberspace, he can pull strings.
Makes him feel powerful.

Does this kid know that other
kids are dying because of him?

He's choking himself and
daring others to do it,

so we're most likely looking
at reckless homicides here.

It you see anything that's
unusual or suspicious,

just call the Sheriff's Department

and we will try to direct
you as best we can.

Thank you.

Well, we've told as many
parents as we could.

Do you think it helped?

Not as much as getting
through to the kids will.

Two different mechanisms,

strangulation and hyperventilation,

create the same effect...
oxygen deprivation in the brain.

Um...

Hey, kid.

Not a good idea.

Let me see it.

"What planet is this dude from?"

"He doesn't want us
to win the contest."

Um... I... uh... uh...

I think the more accurate statement

would be, "He doesn't want us to
participate in the contest at all."

This was Ryan's desk, right?

This is where Ryan sat?

You guys remember Ryan.

He, uh, played football.

Took... took Shaunna to prom.

I'm assuming that some of you

were probably even
friends with Ryan.

Ryan wanted to win
the contest, too,

but the way Ryan choked himself,

he cut off all the
oxygen to his brain,

which sent a distress
signal to his heart,

slowing it down.

Then his brain, in an
effort to preserve itself,

Shut off all non-essential
bodily functions.

His arms gave out.
His legs gave out.

Which means he couldn't loosen
the tie around his neck,

at which point panic set in,

and in Ryan's case,
it escalated to cardiac arrest.

Which means that his heart stopped.

Brain damage began,

and, within 4 minutes,

ae was completely and
totally brain dead.

He died scared and
probably in a lot of pain

and unable to stop what he thought
he had complete control of.

All because he
wanted to participate

in what I consider to be a pretty...
pretty lame game.

So, I mean, your text is
actually completely accurate.

I don't want you
to win the contest,

because I don't want
you to play the game.

You all believe this crap?

You don't?

Why don't you come up here
and tell us what you think.

Whatever.

Hey. Hey!

Hey! Hey, come here!

Come here!

Kid, stop!

Uhh! Uhh!

You all right?

- Let me go!
- Just relax.

- Let me go!
- Then stop fighting.

Stop fighting. Stop it.

Let me go.

It's all right.

You OK?

Yeah. I'm fine.

Why'd you run?

Morgan, look at his neck.

Let me look at your neck.

Don't touch that!

Hey, what'd I say?

Relax.

Different colors mean
different stages of healing.

You've been doing this to yourself
for a long time, haven't you?

There's no telling how much
his brain has suffered.

Dr. Reid.

You think it's him?

He's a pretty likely candidate.

Dr. Spire to the ER

I'm Wilson Summers.

The school called and
said my son was injured.

Will.

- You know him?
- Professionally.

He works for the fire department.

Sheriff.

This is Dr. Reid.

Ah. Is my son all right, Doctor?

Actually, I'm not
that type of doctor.

I'm with the FBI.

FBI?

Your son, Christopher,
has been choking himself.

I don't understand.

You know the kids that
have died recently?

The suicides.

They may not be suicides.

It's a game that kids
his age tend to play

where they force
themselves to pass out

for the, uh, the buzz
that it gives them.

How long has Christopher been
dressing in the gothic fashion?

The black nails and the eyes and...

A while.

He's been having a rough time.

Why is that?

His mother died a few years ago,

And... he's been wearing
black ever since.

Does Christopher spend a lot
of time on the computer?

Just every waking...

Why?

We think your son may
have created a website

encouraging kids to compete
in this choking contest.

What are you saying?

Dad.

Hey, buddy.

Take him inside.

Your son needs to go
in for some tests.

Will.

When he's done, we're gonna need
to talk to him down at my office.

There hasn't been any
activity all night.

It's not Friday yet.

I appreciate you letting us
take a look at his computer.

You're making a mistake, Rhonda.

Chris is a good kid.

I really hope that's true.

Here it is.

Well, if this all works out,

I promise I'll give it back to him,
as soon as possible.

Christopher, we know you've
been going through a lot,

since your mother died.

When bad things happen to us,
we get frustrated, kid.

Sometimes we act out and we
do things we're not proud of.

He's not very engaged.

Give them some time.

Well, it's almost Friday.

We don't have any time.

Well, as long as he's here,
he can't post

anything new to his website.

True, but the kids are
still gonna play the game.

Here's the full
background you wanted.

Thank you.

No wonder he's a loner.

They've moved 3 times
since his mother died.

Cut off his peer support.

3 new schools in 2 years?

That is a lot of adjustment
for a kid to have to make.

I want you to know
that we're going to be

confiscating your computer.

Our analyst is going
through all of it.

So that we can uncover the truth.

Sure you will.

Truth.

He doesn't seem worried
about us finding anything.

They aren't building any rapport.

They're back.

This Christopher
kid is fantastical.

He's got a segmented hard drive,

serious firewalls,
major league encryption.

No reason for all that unless
he's hiding something serious.

OK, so that's why he isn't worried.

This is... unusual.

Every attack I launch is
shot down immediately.

What's that?

Somebody just uploaded a
new video to the game site.

It's 12:01.

It's Friday. They're playing.

It's only a matter of time
before some of them go wrong.

Guys, I'm gonna keep
dead-ending on this

until I get a beat on how he
set up his security system.

Hope you got a plan "B."

Garcia, I think that this kid will
relate to you better than anybody else.

I want you to talk to him,
see if you can get him to open up.

Um...

Sir, I have never done that before.

What if I mess up?

You'll be fine.

Hi there. I'm Penelope.

Good for you.

Can I sit down?

You're the cop.

Um, I look like a cop to you?

Yeah. What, you aren't?

No.

FBI tech analyst.

I just have some
administrative cyber crud

to go over with you.

Just a geekette.

Cool.

You are glum.

Time is a great healer.

You have no idea how I feel.

I lost my mom and my dad

when I was about your age, though.

I don't know,

I think I have a pretty good idea.

And I felt totally alone.

Till I found the netizens.

BTDT.

Hey, I'm... I'm not lying.

It'll totally get better.

BTW, I like your nails.

Thanks.

You into goth?

You know, I don't think I'm
supposed to be anymore,

but the love is still there.

So you're FBI?

Yeah, I know.
It's crazy, but I love it.

I enjoy your earring, too.
Where did you score that?

Ebay.

It's supposed to be Johnny D.'s

from that pirate movie.

Most awesome.

She's good.

Established rapport when
Morgan and Reid couldn't.

We should bring her
out all the time.

OK, your whole PGP
disc encryption system

is like crazy impressive.

Yeah, I'm into that kind of stuff.

Stuff? Dude, you do not understand.
I am jealous.

That is state-of-the-art technology

the feeb does not have.

Whatever.

OK. How did you get your
anonymizing service?

I got it from some link
from some dude online.

What do you care?

I just think it's uber cool how
you set your whole system up.

Like how you use an e-shredder

to obliterate your net activity

and a window wiper

as your secondary trash eraser.
Who does that?

Everybody does that.

The interview's over.

Interview?

I was just... his father invoked.

Dad.

I'm getting you a lawyer.

I screwed up and failed you

when your mother died.
Not this time.

Unless you people have
something to charge him with.

We're leaving.

Uh... Syl, Miss P.

By the way, uh,

I do miss my mom.

She's not your friend.

She was trying to trick you.

Sir, I'm sorry, I tried.

If he invokes, he invokes.

Concentrate on cracking
the encryption.

Yeah.

Judging by sheer volume,

Christopher's mother
was sick quite a bit.

His father brought her
into the ER, repeatedly.

She's described as being
violently ill, each time.

A couple of days in the ICU,
miraculous recovery,

only to be repeated,
time and again.

No diagnosis, no discernable cause.

There's another video going up.

There's 4 kids playing
in a half an hour.

How many kids go to this school?

Its catchment is the whole county.
It's almost 2,000.

Garcia, we really need to gain
administrative access to the website.

I've written down
a number of things

Christopher may have
used as the password.

I've already eliminated
birthdays, holidays,

pet names, and pop culture icons.

No, there was something
pathetic about him,

not criminal.

When he was leaving,
he said he misses his mom.

What's his mother's name?

Cynthia Summers.

That's it.

All right, log in as administrator,
shut down the main source.

Already on it, my friend.

Kids are still posting videos
through independent servers.

Pull up the website history.

See if you can learn anything
from historical posts.

Christopher's ER eval
shows his bruises

were caused by manual and
ligature strangulation

over time.

Take a look at this.
He's also shown

to have layered
bruising on his sternum.

It looks like a CPR artifact.

But there's no record
of resuscitations.

Wait, all these transmissions

are transcripts of the
same administrator?

Yeah, there's only one handle.

This is weird. In the posts,
his voice changes.

At times he's using more articles,
more precise verbiage,

like he's trying to throw us off.

That's pretty sophisticated
behavior, for a kid.

A writer can disguise
his own writing style

to make himself appear
younger or less educated.

Yeah, but it's virtually impossible

to pull off making
yourself appear older

and more educated
than you actually are.

There are actually two
distinct writing styles.

Two writers using the
same screen name...

one teen and one adult.

Christopher is being
manipulated by an adult.

The mother's death is a textbook
case of Munchausen by Proxy.

Surreptitious poisoning.

The kid has been choked and revived,
on multiple occasions.

You said the father worked for
the fire department, right?

Yeah, for a couple of months now.

In what capacity?

As an EMT.

EMT. That's our unsub.

Christopher didn't even understand

the wiping systems on his computer.

So the father poses as a classmate

and invites local
kids to join the game.

Bumps up the stakes
and encourages them

to use the riskiest methods.

He works on Friday nights.

Which means he gets called
out to do the rescues.

He's not just
collecting video tapes.

His Munchausen has evolved.

I'll put out an APB for his truck.

He'll find a place to
download the video tapes.

They're his trophies.

After that,
he'll clean up his mess.

Christopher's the only
witness against him.

Clear.

Clear!

You need to see this.

There's dozens of discs here.

I was right here,
I never even looked around.

Well, we only had
consent for the laptop,

and he knew it was encrypted.

We didn't have probable
cause for a warrant.

Mr. Summers didn't have a chance
to come back and get his trophies.

He'll definitely try to
download the videos tonight.

This kid was doing everything
he could just to survive.

The extreme abuse conditioned
him to shield his father.

When his father came in the room,
he seemed genuinely relieved.

Like his burden had been lifted.

He was elated when his
father rescued him.

We need to rethink everything.

Where are we going?

To see your mom.

Now, let's focus on the behavior.
What's the pattern?

Things boil over,
the father moves on.

New town, new sadistic MO.

Christopher knows his
father's pattern.

So that we can uncover the truth.

Sure you will.

Truth.

In his mind, it will never end.

Unless Christopher's
decided to end it.

Garcia.

Yes, sir.

When you were talking
to Christopher,

did he say anything to you

to suggest that he was giving up?

Giving up?

Was he trying to say good-bye?

I don't understand.

Did he give you anything?

Yeah. How did you know that?

What did he give you?

When we were talking,

he gave me his pirate's earring.

He's made up his mind.
Suicide... the only victory

over his sadistic father.

He may also see it

as reuniting with his mother.

The father's going
to want to download

those videos from
somewhere, Garcia,

And we gotta stop that process.

I'm already on that. I replaced
the website with a phishing site.

I'm downloading it to
the servers... now.

When he logs on to that website,

he's going to be
rerouted to our server,

and we can capture his information.

Stay on that site, Garcia.

Yeah.

Let's go. Come on.

- It will buy us some time.
- Where are they headed?

Wait, what about the mother?
It's all about the mother.

Garcia, where is
Cynthia Summers buried?

Give me a second.

You know, for Christopher,

a cemetery would be a place of refuge,
but for the father...

ae's revisiting a
body disposal site.

Oaklawn Cemetery,
halfway between here and Glenrock.

OK. He would willingly
go there with his father.

Well, the father still needs
to download the videos.

Then he might need a power source.

There's a chapel.
They use it for burials.

Let's go. Garcia,
we'll call you from the car.

You know the drill.
This won't take long.

That's his SUV.

Yeah, Garcia.

Sir, Mr. Summers just logged on.

He's caught in the phishing site.

Is he downloading the videos?

He's trying to,
but all he's gonna get is snow.

Oh, come on.

I don't want to die.

I decide when you die.

FBI!

You guys good?

Well, I can't tell you how much I
appreciate you all coming out here.

I'm just glad it ended up OK.

Oh, come on.
Small-time county Sheriff

calls the FBI about
potential suicides,

and you drop what you're
doing and you come here?

We're an asset for all
levels of law enforcement.

It's what we do.

Well, it's incredible.

Thank you.

Would you like to come with us?

We're gonna to tell the
parents what really happened.

Uh, no. We need to be getting back.

You sure?

I mean, I know it
won't bring them back,

but I would think that knowing
that it wasn't intentional

might bring some level of comfort.

It will, definitely.

You go ahead.

Good luck, Sheriff.

Well, thank you.

What is that?

It's called a star puzzle.

It's basically
impossible to figure out.

You have to put all of the pieces
back together to form a perfect star.

But the origin of it is, um,
kind of a romantic tale.

There was this young prince

who wanted to win the heart

of the fairest maiden in the land,

So he climbed to the top
of the tallest tower

in the kingdom,

and he caught a
falling star for her.

Unfortunately, he was so excited,
he dropped it

and it smashed into
all of these pieces,

So he frantically put
it back together again

to prove his undying love to her,

and he succeeded,
and they lived happily ever after.

That doesn't make any sense.

What do you mean?

You can't catch a falling star.

It would burn up in the atmosphere.

Yeah, but it's not literal, Reid.
It's a fable.

But there's no moral.
Fables have morals.

OK. So it's just a
romantic little story.

The point is, it's
basically impossible to do

because you have to
take all of those pieces

and put them together exactly...

There's a lot to hate
about you, Dr. Reid.

Play poker with him sometime.

Try playing chess with him.

Or Go.

Hey.

Hey. Coffee?

Thanks.

I just wanted to say thank you.

If you hadn't pushed it,
we would never have gone.

Hotch...

- JJ...
- You don't have to.

My sister gave this to me

when I was 11.

She just came into my
bedroom one afternoon

and told me that no
matter what happened,

she loved me.

This was her favorite necklace,

so I told her I couldn't take it,

but she insisted.

I, of course,
was secretly very happy,

because I always wanted
one just like hers.

That's the last time I... ever...

I'm sorry.

I think about her every day.

It does get better, Hotch.

Losing someone is... never easy.

But one day,

you'll remember her
and you won't hurt.

You'll be happy.

Thank you.

Thank you for everything.

"Experience is a brutal teacher,

but you learn.

My God, do you learn."

C.S. Lewis.