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I have skin.

All textures, all shades.

For a price.

I have no money.

I only have this wood that I need to sell for food.

A trade, then.

Ash.

Oak. Good, very good wood.

No!

No, boy.

Limited edition.

You’d have to cut down every tree in England.

Come. Here.

You like the boys,

- or you like the girls? - I'm looking for a girl.

You’re looking for lost love.

Why didn’t you say so?

What did she feel like?

Touch.

Touch her.

I’m not sure I would recognize her.

I only touched her one time.

Ah, then you’ll need all your senses.

Steady, boy.

It'll be okay.

- You okay? Yeah. - I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.

What did you call yourself...

back there in the performance?

You mean OA?

Yeah. What is that?

It's just a name.

Right.

But what's it from?

It's a tunnel the size of a coffin.

You okay?

- Water's rising. - Oh!

Are you okay?

- Yes. - I think we're in a well.

There's light up there.

Karim!

What was that?

It sounds like steam. I think we're in the basement of the house.

Shit!

My phone's dead.

Here.

There's a light.

What do you see?

It's definitely an opening, but it's too high up.

There's gotta be another way out.

Karim.

I feel something.

It's a staircase.

Grab my hand.

This must be be the path Michelle took.

That's why no one saw her coming in and out.

- Watch your head. - [OA} Oh!

Yeah.

All right.

Your place is very inviting.

Then make yourself at home.

It's paint thinner.

Wow.

The curved, double-sided staircase.

- Is that the medium? - And the engineer.

Aah.

Yeah.

I remember from the first time I came here. That door, it leads to the street.

I want you to go outside and wait for me under the street lamp.

- No. - Nina.

Everyone who goes inside this house either comes out cracked up or not at all.

- You’re not coming with me. - I am.

Listen. This is not a time to be brave. This is a time to be smart.

Then maybe you should go outside and wait under the street lamp for me.

You said there was a tunnel the size of a coffin,

a curved, double-sided stair, and a...

Rose window high up the attic.

I think that's where Michelle might be.

Let's go, then.

I don't get it.

There's no... door.

There must be something we're not seeing.

Karim!

The floor tiles, they move. They're magnetic!

Oh.

The entire floor is a puzzle.

There's a pattern on the back of every tile.

- Maybe if we line up the patterns... - We solve the puzzle.

Hey, Darmi.

Dr. Roberts, you're here late.

Why are Rachel DeGrasso's things still in her room?

She was transferred two days ago.

- DeGrasso... - Dark hair. Big eyes.

Right! The one that can't talk

- and looks sad all the time. - Mm-hm.

Oops!

I was supposed to tell Gwen to pack her things, but I guess I sorta forgot.

- I'll get on it. - Please do.

Hey, listen.

Can I have the key to Dr. Percy's office? I left my tablet up there this afternoon.

I can feel you thinking.

Yeah.

You have the look of a man who is in love with someone who is not here.

Oh, well, I wouldn't call it love.

We're more... partners, in a way.

She leads me places I couldn't have found.

And when I'm with her...

it's like it's the only time I can be truly myself.

Maybe that is love.

- Wait, where are you going? - Home.

No, no, no, no. Look, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I was just...

I was trying to be honest. You seem like you like complexity.

Relax. I'll call you tomorrow.

It's just I cannot sleep next to someone who cannot sleep.

No, look, you can't go. I want some answers, I...

You've been avoiding my questions all night. All right? Just...

Just give me one minute, all right?

Perkins State Hospital, front desk. How may I help you?

Hi. This is Dr. Roberts at the Melanu clinic on Treasure Island.

I'm calling about a transfer we sent over day before yesterday. Rachel DeGrasso?

Uh, DeGrasso?

Um...

Yeah. She's in the computer.

Well... that's a start. You have her in a bed?

- Huh? - What?

Uh, no bed listed.

I'll hold while you look.

- You want me to look now? - Yes, I do.

Well, I can't leave the desk. I'm the only one here.

What's your name? Can you give me your name, please?

Uh...

Hold on. This might take a while.

It's fine.

Start from the beginning.

With the house, as if we just met and I know nothing.

The house was built in 1910, after the earthquake,

by this childless couple in their 40s.

He was an engineer, and his wife was a medium.

And they bought the land cheap.

It had been the site of a massive mansion that burned to the ground

after the fires that followed the earthquake.

And the medium sensed that there was something strange about this site.

And she was right. As they were preparing to lay the foundation for the new house,

they discovered this natural spring.

It turns out, this spring used to be the holy site of the Ohlone tribe,

and the waters were said to give the shamans a God's-eye view.

And the medium felt that they should not build on this site,

but the engineer, he disagreed.

He thought that, since they had discovered the spring,

it was their duty to protect it.

How do you protect a spring?

You design a house that is a puzzle.

The worthy will reach the revelations

on the other side of the rose window in the attic.

And the unworthy will be trapped and destroyed.

Nina?

Karim!

Karim?

- Nina? - Karim?

Nina?

- Karim... - Nina, are you there?

- I can't go back! - Nina, stay there!

Michelle?

Oh. Nina?

Nina, can you hear me?

Karim?

Fuck!

What...

the fuck?

Karim?

All right. All right.

My phone.

Come on.

What?

Come on.

Come on.

Lore has it the engineer based the design of the house

on his wife's nightly dreams.

When the house was finally built and they moved in together,

the engineer began to want to solve the puzzle himself,

from beginning to end.

His wife advised against it,

saying they were meant only to be gatekeepers.

- But the engineer, he... - Hello?

- He couldn't resist his desire. - Sir? Hello?

- Gatekeepers to what? - Sir? You there?

- You'd have to know. - Hello?

You there?

Um, uh... Hey, hi, yeah, sorry.

I checked the ward and we don't have any patients by the name Rachel DeGrasso.

Are you sure she was transferred to this hospital?

911. What’s your emergency?

A woman has collapsed. She's comatose.

- Okay. Tell me exactly what happened. - I think an allergic reaction.

- Are you with the patient now? - You should send help right away.

Okay, I'm sending the paramedics to help you. Please remain...

Buck?

Buck?

The medium was part of a consortium of women,

the wives of many of San Francisco's most successful mining engineers.

And they met monthly to protect the trees and wild spaces of the city.

It's why Golden Gate Park exists.

The medium returned one day from her monthly meeting

to find her husband had collapsed in the attic.

The rose window, hanging wide open.

She, of course, she saw only the view from Nob Hill on the other side of the window,

for she had walked through the house as a house,

she had not ascended through the puzzle to reach the attic.

She suspected, however, that her husband had,

and he was now lost to whatever he had seen on the other side of the rose window.

No doctor in the world could revive the engineer from his coma.

But his wife was convinced that someone would show up someday,

be able to solve the puzzle and withstand the view from the rose window.

Maybe even rescue her husband.

But no one ever did.

He died many years later, never having woken up.

OA.

Nina.

Nina...

Come to me.

Nina.

Nina...

She's here.

OA.

We thought you would never come.

We have been calling to you from inside the earth for many years.

I didn't hear you.

Wind, child.

Didn’t you feel it pulling you?

Calling your name?

Maybe I did.

Nina Azarova is a medium.

She can communicate with the natural world.

That is why you can understand us.

Old Night had much to tell you,

but he ran out of time.

It is urgent that you listen.

The one who seeks to own you

is going to make a powerful discovery.

He will use it to destroy your faith in yourself,

so that you will need him to survive.

The only way to recover

is to form a tribe.

I'm alone.

I can do it alone.

No, child.

No tree survives alone in the forest.

When one tree falls ill, we all send food.

For, if one tree dies,

the canopy is broken.

Then all suffer the weather and pestilence that flood in.

You will not survive on your own.

What do I do?

They are already coming for you.

Remember,

Nina Azarova is the key.

Michelle?

Michelle!

I love this song.

Once more, before I go?

You know I can't let you go.

Michelle?

Uh...

Where have you been?

Take the door. Go deeper.

I'm getting you out of here.

Hang on.

Sit there. All right.

Oh...

Come on.

Come on, Fola.

Hold on to this feeling.

You'll need it.

It's the fuel.

What? Wait. You're getting dressed?

Shh...

Just watch.

What?

What are you doing?

Oh.

Oh, shit!

Ah!