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- Guys?

Where are you?

Remember the first rule in ghost-hunting?

Stick together.

If someone's there...

you should know I'm highly skilled in arm-to-arm combat.

If you get hurt, it's - it's not my fault.

Ah!

Who are you?!

- Alex. - Alex?

- That's me.

Sorry I'm late.

This place was really hard to find.

I'm the reporter you've been emailing.

I'm here to write a story on the spooky ghost-hunting team.

- But you're a girl.

- Uh, yeah, of course I am.

Okay, let's get started.

Wait, where are the others?

- I don't know. We... We got split up.

I've tried them on the walkie-talkies but...

No signal.

Walls are too thick.

Phones don't work either.

- Looks like it's just me and you then.

Did I scare you?

- Who, me? No chance.

- This place is dead creepy.

Do you think it's really haunted?

- It's too early to tell.

- Of course.

I'm sure you have to do loads of tests

before you can say if a place is really haunted or not.

How long have you being hunting ghosts?

- A few years.

I've always believed in ghosts,

the paranormal, all that mumbo-jumbo.

So I asked a few of my friends if they wanted to join

my ghost-hunting team.

- Tell me about them.

- Well, there's Noah.

He likes to think he's in charge but...

I let him think that.

And there's Clan.

He's, like, the biggest geek on the planet.

I think he's part computer.

Last but not least, Sarah.

She's dead smart.

And, off the record, a total know-it-all.

- Okay...

So, how would you describe yourself?

- I don't really like to talk about myself

but some people say

I'm the handsome brains of the operation.

- I can see why.

- Okay, so you have your team in place.

Now what was your first spooky stakeout?

The one that got you hooked on the supernatural.

. Easy.-

Our very first mission took place

one Halloween night after school.

- Legend has it that there was a horrible old nun...

- Who all the students were scared of.

She only liked when the students were gone

and the school was empty and silent.

One cold winter morning,

the students decided to teach the old nun a lesson,

so they poured water

on the steps outside the classroom

and waited for it to freeze.

When the nun approached the classroom,

the students were outside playing and laughing,

something the nun hated.

She let roar...

- Be quiet!

- and ran down the steps toward them.

But she slipped on the icy steps

and flew five, ten feet into the air.

She came crashing down

and broke her neck.

And now, the ghost of the dead nun

roams these halls

looking for revenge on any students who misbehave.

- Is that real?

- Noah, that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

Hey, Emma!

It's just something that sixth years tell first years

to scare them.

- Great. Who invited Brian?

- Cian did.

Cian!

- Seriously.

- What? No, I didn't.

I might have mentioned we were going ghost-hunting

but I didn't invite him.

- Ghost-hunting?

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Sarah? Emma?

Do you really believe all this?

- Forget him.

We'll show him when we get proof the school is haunted

and find the ghost.

Alright, let's just focus.

Itinerary check.

Camera?

What are you wearing?

- It's a utility belt.

Sorry.

- Uh, check.

Voice recorder?

- It's my dad's.

He doesn't know I took it.

- Check. Uh, torches?

- Torches are stupid anyway.

- I guess you have something in common with them so...

- Uh, that just leaves the map.

- I thought you had it. - I thought you had it.

I have it.

- Phew.

- What did you do to it?

Is this glitter?

- I made it fabulous.

- Here, I told my parents I'd be home by nine

and it's already getting dark.

Can you get started?

- Alright.

Let's plan where we're gonna go first.

So, we should start around here.

And then make our way to here and...

- Shh!

What was that?

Maybe it's the ghost.

- No, someone's coming.

Hide!

Ah!

I just forgot my, uh, bag

but I have it now so, uh, I was just leaving.

- That was a close one.

- Phew.

- Good job, Noah.

- Where's Emma?

- Emma?

Where are you?

It's typical of her.

- Maybe the ghost took her?

- No. She probably got scared and ran off.

- Seriously, where is she?

Emma?

- No, we'll find her. Don't worry.

Just where should we look first?

Here, follow my lead.

- This is stupid.

Guys? Hey, wait up.

- I bet the ghost took her.

- The second rule of ghost-hunting:

never jump to conclusions.

You can write that down if you want.

Right, back to the story.

We continued our hunt for Emma, and the ghost,

in every room.

- Emma?

This isn't funny.

- What if we can't find her?

- We will.

She's around here somewhere.

- Her parents are going to freak out if we don't.

- It wasn't my idea.

Noah's the one that's getting in trouble.

You might even get expelled.

She's not in here. Let's go.

- Shut up.

- What?

Sorry.

- Relax.

They're just sweets.

They're ping-pong balls.

- What do you think is going on with Noah and Sarah?

- I don't know.

- Why do you keep doing that?

Photographic evidence.

- Photographic what?

- Evidence.

Some ghosts cannot be seen by the human eye,

but can be picked up on camera.

I read it online.

- You're such a geek.

- Well, when I get proof of a ghost

and become rich and famous,

we'll see who's laughing then.

- I can't wait.

- Oh!

Maybe this guy knows where Emma is.

Hi, um, have you seen our friend Emma'?

Let's see what he has to say.

Right?

Oh, okay.

That's her!

Blonde hair.

Um, yeah.

Oh, very interesting.

Right, okay, thanks for your help.

Hasn't seen her.

- How could he? He only has one eye.

- Ugh...

What?

- Oh my God! What's that?

- What? Where?

You're too easy.

- Grow up, man. Gimme that.

- You're the one who believes in ghosts.

You should have seen your face!

- Very funny, Brian.

I'm so glad you decided to stay.

- Let's go!

- Come on, we better check that out!

- Why is everyone so serious all the time?

Although it was pretty creepy,

I still find time to have a laugh.

- This is great.

I'm getting a sense of who the real Brian is:

a joker,

a rebel even,

in school after hours, all alone.

- Yeah, I am a rebel.

However, we weren't alone that night...

Aww...

lovely.

I'm starving.

- Stop! Stop! Stop!

- What?

- They might be poisoned.

- Poisoned?

Why would anyone poison buns?

- Uh...

revenge?

- You're paranoid, Cian.

- Look, I'll take the first one.

Mmm...

perfectly...

Mmm.

- Brian!

Are you alright?

Brian?

- He's only messin'. - Very funny, Brian.

- I'm not gonna fall for it.

Lads, I don't think he's alright.

- He's only messin'.

- No, I really don't think he's alright.

Brian! Brian! Are you alright?

- Leave him.

- Brian! One... two... three...

four... five...

Could do with a bit of jam.

- I tried to tell you.

- Nice to know you care.

- Whatever!

- Thanks.

Nice.

- Mmm.

- Brian!

- I didn't...

Someone put... It's not my fault!

- Shh!

I hear something.

The caretaker's coming.

- Follow me.

Emma?

Are you in here?

Sarah...

- Shh!

- What was that?

- What?

- It sounded like...

- Oh! - You're disgusting.

- You should really change your diet.

That's just not normal.

- Wait...

did anyone try Emma's phone?

- Oh!

It's ringing.

- Put it on speaker.

Emma?

Where are you?

Emma?

- Are you there? Say something.

Has Emma got asthma?

- Try it again.

- I am. It's not working.

- Should we open it?

- It's probably just... just the wind.

- Yeah, just the wind.

Go on then.

My heart!

- Who's he?

Thank you, thank you.

- What happened to you?

- The sixth years tied me up and locked me in here.

- Why?

- Because I am a prefect

and they were mitching class.

Wait, what are you still doing here?

- We're looking for our friend.

- And the school ghost.

- How do you know about the school ghost?

- What do you know about the school ghost?

What?

No.

I don't want to.

Listen, if you let me go, I'll help you find...

Emma.

- How did you know her name?

Shh! Be quiet!

. OK?!"

Okay, group meeting.

So, what are we gonna do?

- He's gone crazy.

Look at him.

We should leave him here.

- We can't do that.

- He's really freaking me out.

- I say we leave him. - Yeah.

- No. No, Sarah's right.

We can't just leave him.

So, you promise you'll behave?

Alright.

We're free! We're free!

- I thought you were gonna help us find Emma!

- That might have been a mistake.

- Nice one.

- Let's keep looking. Alright?

We're free!

- When you're ghost-hunting,

you never know who you're going to bump into.

You have to expect the unexpected.

- Any idea of who that guy was?

- Just some weirdo.

I heard he was locked up

and doctors experimented on his brain.

- They lobotomized him?

- I've no idea what that is.

All I know is they cut part of his brain out

and put it in ajar somewhere.

- Listen to that.

What was that?

- The Idiots Guide to Ghostly Possessions and Spells.

- Either the ghost is saying we're idiots

or we might just have a possession on our hands.

- Do you ever get scared?

I don't have time to get scared.

I'm just worried about the others.

- Hey, lads.

Get this.

- Freaky.

- Do you think it could be Emma?

- Or the ghost.

- The ghost knows how to work a printer?

It's obviously Emma.

- But maybe the ghost has her

and is trying to send us a message.

- I don't know about that, Cian.

- I've got an idea.

Give us a leg-up.

- What are you doing?

- What's it look like I'm doing?

I'm going to photocopy my bum

and stick the pictures all over school.

- How's that gonna help?

- Help what?

- I'll be outside doing some real investigatin'...

when you're finished foolin' around.

Excuse me.

- Wait, stop!

- You're gonna get us in trouble.

- What?

No one will find out.

Please.

- He's got a point.

. OK?!"

Just be quick, alright?

- Okay. It's okay, Cian.

It's okay.

Nothing to be afraid of.

It's just the dark.

Just the dark.

Don't do that!

- Sorry.

Here, come on, Cian. We're leaving.

- Photocopier didn't work.

- Whoa!

Look at all the stuff in here.

- Hey. Check this out.

- Spider-baby.

Cool.

- Whoa!

- Sorry.

- Emma!

'Yes! Hate You!

- Ah, I get n.

There's something going on with Noah and Sarah.

- You got that?

You're good.

But between us...

And this stays off the record...

It could have been me and Sarah, though.

But I turned her down.

Thanks, but no thanks.

I just didn't want to be tied down, you know?

The old ball and chain.

Heartbroken, she was.

- Heartbroken?

- Sarah.

Where have you been hiding?

- What were you just saying?

- Nothing, nothing. About a different Sarah.

You don't know her.

You haven't met Alex, have you?

- I'm Alex.

You're much prettier than I imagined.

- Alex is a reporter who wants to do a story about us.

She's a girl.

- Thanks, Captain Obvious.

Don't believe a word he says.

She's such a joker.

- I'm sick of this place.

I knew it was a mistake coming here.

- Oh...

- Don't mind her.

She's just moping about Noah.

He dumped her 'cause he likes rugby now.

She's dating one of his friends.

Ice cold.

- Shut up, Brian!

You don't know what you're talking about.

I don't want to talk about it.

Okay, guys.-

So, the castle's website said

it was built on an old graveyard.

Every night a new ghost roams the halls.

- FYI, I won't use what Brian said in my story.

I'm just after what it takes to be a real ghost hunter.

Are you thinking of leaving the team?

- Why would anyone want to leave?

- Maybe. Who knows?

What's he been saying?

- Nothing.

Just what happened on your first spooky adventure.

- Really?

Did he tell you about the time he got so scared

he nearly pooped his pants?

- Sarah O' Reilly.

Don't you dare.

- What happened was, we were in the music room...

- Look, I've got a bad feeling about this room.

I-I-I think we should skip it.

- You're such a wuss.

- If you're so brave, you go over and check.

- Okay, I will.

Watch me.

I need a torch.

Thanks.

- Be careful, Brian.

- Gotcha!

Phew!

There's no one here.

- Then who was playing?

- Maybe it was the ghost.

- Maybe it was Santa Claus.

I told you, there's no such thing as ghosts.

- Did you do that?

- Your turn.

- It's probably just a mouse, Cian.

" Huh?

- I said, it was probably just a mouse.

- What did you just say?

- A mouse.

- I hate mouses.

- I thought you weren't scared of anything.

- Mouses aren't anything.

They're evil little creatures

that nibble at your feet when you're asleep.

- They're called mice, not "mouses."

- What?

- The plural for mouse is mice.

- What does "plural" mean?

- It means more than one.

- There's more than one?!

- Look out! They'll nibble your toes!

- This is stupid! I'm going home!

- No, Brian, don't go.

- We're only messing!

- I wasn't. - Cian!

- He's not as brave as he thinks.

- Everyone's scared of something.

Isn't that right, Sarah?

Anyone else feeling itchy?

Like there's something crawling up your skin?

What was that again?

Oh yeah, spiders.

We were still trying to find Emma

so we went to the drama room...

- Maybe Emma's in here.

- She always has been a bit of a drama queen.

Get it?

- No.

- Guys, check the presses.

Ladies and gentlemen,

boys and girls,

please put your hands together for...

Emma!

Hi, my name is Emma

and I ran away

and now the ghost has me!

Someone come save me!

Cian, save me!

- Mwah, Mwah, Mwah... - Stop it, Brian! Get off!

- Give me a go of that.

Hi, I'm Emma

and my best friend's name is Sarah

and she's really nice and really pretty

and really funny and sma...

- What? - I don't mean to scare you

but there's a really big spider right beside your face.

Get it off! Get it off me!

- It's alright, it's alright. It's gone.

- Shut up, Brian.

You're such an idiot.

- C'mon, guys.

Don't fight.

You're a team.

Remember what we're here for.

- She started it.

Look,

it doesn't matter who started it.

Your secrets are safe with me.

- Check this out.

- Is it possessed?

- It's possible.

- We found a spell book.

- We should keep searching.

- Cian?

- Noah?

Where are you?

- Okay, so what kind of equipment do you use?

Y'know, to help search for ghosts?

- We use a range of tools:

temperature reader,

camera,

sound recorder...

It's pretty hi-tech.

- Okay, so what happened next?

Did you find the ghost?

Did you find Emma?

- Do you want to do the honors?

Sarah had a bright idea where we might find Emma.

Pity she didn't have it sooner.

The school library

is where we finally cracked the case...

- Alright, we've searched everywhere.

Emma has to be around here.

- She does love to read.

- Really?

- Ugh...

- Let me guess. Books are stupid?

- No, I actually wasn't going to say that, Cian.

- What was that?

- I don't think we're alone.

- Is that an alarm clock?

- Busted!

- Emma, we've been looking everywhere for you!

- What on earth is going on here?

Well?

- It was my idea.

I wanted to find the school ghost.

- School ghost?

- We thought it was you.

" Me?

It's far from a ghost I am.

Someone better start talking.

- I can explain.

We hid after the last class

until everyone went home.

The plan was to look for the ghost

when the school was empty.

Then we heard someone approach so we hid.

But when we came out,

we noticed Emma was missing

so we began flocking for her, as well.

We looked in so many rooms

but there was no sign of Emma

or the ghost.

- You went missing?

- Not really.

Here's what really happened.

I didn't really want to go ghost-hunting.

I only came because Sarah wanted me to

and she only wanted to come

because she really likes Noah.

When they were ah' hiding, f ran away.

When they called my phone

I wasn't really sure what to do

so I answered but just made breathing sounds.

I kept an eye on where they were going

with the office CCTV.

I wanted to make them think I was the ghost.

- Well, the fun's over for tonight.

Home, the lot of ye.

- Sorry for thinking you were a ghost, Sister.

- Are you disappointed we didn't find the ghost?

- Yeah, a little

but I had fun tonight anyways.

- Me, too.

- I kind of like you, too, by the way.

- You are so lucky I have a key for the door.

- What about the caretaker?

- The school hasn't got one.

- But we saw him.

He has a... he has a limp.

- Impossible.

The school hasn't had a caretaker

for over forty years.

Not since poor Mr. Fox fell off a ladder

and broke his neck.

- Fell off a ladder?

- Broke his neck?

- Terrible accident.

The school didn't think it right to replace him.

Such a lovely man.

He was always playing practical jokes.

What's the matter?

You...

you look like you've seen a ghost.

- So the janitor you saw at the very beginning

was actually really a ghost?

Wow, this is great stuff.

Actual proof ghosts exist.

- I wouldn't say "proof."

- You don't have proof?

- We thought he was the janitor.

- If you say you saw it,

your word is good enough for me.

Wait, isn't this just like Emma going missing?

What if the ghost really has Noah and Cian?

- Well, if this place is really possessed,

it's probably a demon.

Not a ghost.

- A demon?

- Would this be a bad time to take a toilet break?

Back in a jiffy.

- There's something funny about her.

- I know.

She said you were pretty.

- What do you know about her anyway?

- She come onto my biog,

asked if she could do an interview

on our next spooky adventure.

This is our next adventure...

Don't worry, she's cool. I checked her out.

Are you sure you should be looking through her bag?

- Hello?

Is someone there?

- A postcard?

- Recognize it now?

- It's the haunted hotel!

So what? We solved that case.

It's just a coincidence.

- It was in her bag.

It's not a coincidence.

- What's a coincidence?

- Nothing.

- Sarah found a postcard

with a picture of the hotel on it.

- Um, your bag fell and, um, it was inside.

- I found it when I got here.

I wanted a souvenir.

I didn't think it was important.

Do you think I found a clue?

- Maybe.

It's the hotel from a previous case.

I don't know why it would be here.

- Interesting.

Tell me about the hotel.

Let's work out and see if it's important or not.

- We were called in for a top secret mission.

We had to find out who the ghost was,

what it wanted...

and how we could make it leave.

- This hotel has been closed for years.

The previous owner couldn't keep up with repayments

so the bank shut him down.

Cut!

FYI,

I'm making a video blog about ghost-hunting.

If you want to build an audience

it's got to be exciting and scary.

No one wants to hear about banks.

It's gotta be short and snappy.

Got it?

Action!

- I can't sell a place that's cursed.

Every time I try to show a buyer around,

the ghost... Or whatever you call 51...

Scares them off.

Pm desperate.

It said on your website you're ghost-hunting experts.

- If there is a ghost,

We'll find it.

- Stop trying so hard.

Be natural.

- I'll pay you 500 Euros

to find the ghost and get rid of it.

Don't make me regret this.

- What can you tell us about the ghost?

- I've prepared a file.

- Great.

- This is my daughter Alice.

She'll be chaperoning you today

because she thinks it's funny

to super-glue her teacher to a toilet.

- The plot thickens.

- Remember,

you don't get paid

unless you find the ghost and get rid of it.

I don't care how. Got it?

- Five hundred Euros!

This is gonna be the easiest money we've ever made.

Hello new camera.

- Uh, it's not about the money, Brian.

It's about getting actual proof

of paranormal activity.

- Okay, yeah, yeah, of course.

- That was my 500 Euro.

I was going to buy a new phone.

- Well, uh, if you help us find the ghost,

we can come to some arrangement.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

When you're done playing your stupid games,

let me know so I can go home.

- She seems nice.

- Boring. Get to the good stuff.

- I'm getting there. Give me a chance.

We went deeper into the hotel

looking for clues

while Brian worked on his amazing presenting skills.

- What we're doing now, people,

is "searching for clues."

Let's see what's going on.

Noah, what are you doing?

- Searching for clues.

- Sell it a bit more.

Give me energy, passion. Anything!

- What we're doing now is, um,

searching the area for clues,

and this new piece of hi-tech equipment

measures air temperature.

And a little fact for you,

that the air temperature drops

when you're in the presence of a ghost.

- Did ya hear that?

Noah's got a fancy ghost thermometer.

- Wait, guys, I forgot!

I need to take a selfie for my profile picture.

Come on.

Squeeze in.

Three, two, one...

What was that?

- What was what?

- The ghost!

It was right there!

Check the camera.

It...

I saw it. It was right there.

I'm sure of it.

I know I saw the ghost.

- Hmm... I don't know.

- You don't know what?

- If I write a ghost wanted to take a selfie,

I don't know if people will believe me.

- Well, they'll have to because it happened.

- I'm not calling you a liar.

- If you don't want to know the truth,

interview Brian.

I'm done.

- She doesn't like to be questioned.

It's just like when Noah didn't believe her.

- Did she really see a ghost?

- It was probably just the camera.

- I know what I saw.

- Hey! Hey, check it out.

The ghost must have left it!

It's trying to tell us...

it used to work here.

- It's just a photo, Cian.

Sarah probably brushed up against it.

- So, hands up who thinks we should investigate

the people in the photo.

- Three against one.

N'

- Brian! - Whatever.

We've decided to investigate

former hotel employees.

Our next task will be to figure out if the ghost is male

or female.

- What are you doing?

- Documentin'.

It's what the pros do.

- Note to Cian:

Get a life.

- Stop playing around.

- I'm not.

Check for yourself.

- It won't open.

It won't open!

- What's wrong with him?

- I think he's claustrophobic.

- Someone open the door!

Someone open the door!

- Do it! - Don't!

- Do it! - Don't!

- Do it!

- Sorry.

Still think there's no ghost?

There's another way out over here.

- We're now searching the kitchen for clues.

We're trying to figure out if the ghost is male

or female...

Oh yeah, remind Mum to get more Coco Pops.

- Temperature is way down over here.

- That's because you're beside the freezer.

- Oh, yeah.

- Does anyone else smell that?

- Fart and die.

- No.

Seriously.

- What is that?

- It smells like...

flowers?

- Okay, who touched something?

Please tell me you got that on camera!

- Got what?

- Brian!

- Sorry.

- Well, was it male or female?

- I don't know.

It was there and then it wasn't.

A female, I think.

- You think?

- Sarah,

I really want you to be part of this story.

I know how important you are to the team.

Brian thinks you're dead smart.

I'm sure you found loads of clues in that hotel.

I'm right, aren't I?

Please.

- Well, there was one clue I'm particularly proud of...

You could help search, y'know?

- I'm documenting.

Pretend I'm not even here.

- I always pretend you're not here.

- Me, too.

- Well, when I'm rich and famous,

we'll see who'll be laughing then.

- Here we go.

Employee's names and phone numbers.

We should call them,

find out what they know.

- That's a long list.

It could take hours.

- Answer it, Noah.

- What's it saying?

- Extremely weird.

- Maybe it's some kind of warning?

- It sounded like it was stuck on repeat.

- Play it on your camera in reverse.

- In reverse? - Just do it!

- Seventy. Seventy.

Seventy. Seventy. Seventy.

- Seventy?

What's that?

A room number?

- There is no room seventy.

- Maybe it's the ghost's age.

- Hey!

Hey look,

there's a birthday card here.

- "Happy 70th Birthday."

Here, let me check.

This must be her.

Mrs. Turner.

- How did you know how to do that?

- My dad's obsessed with vinyl.

I used to play his records in reverse.

They sound the exact same.

- Clever.

Shh!

Listen to that.

- What is it?

- Quick! Hide!

- To anyone listening to this, if I don't make it through,

I want my action figures and my games consoles

to go to my brothers.

On second thought,

I want them to be buried with me just in case.

Ah!

- I will literally never get tired of doing that.

- Hi, I'm Alex.

Cian?

- Hey!

- I saw her first.

- Um, where's Noah?

You guys were together.

- Yeah, well, we were...

- Hey, Noah.

Check this out.

This fella looks like my granny.

- Noah?

And then he just vanished.

- Maybe he went home.

- Brian, maybe.

Not Noah.

- Whose idea was it to come here anyway?

Alex?

- Not me.

- I got an anonymous lead.

- Maybe someone wants us here for a reason?

- That's not normal.

- We found this.

- That's so weird!

- Still think it's a coincidence?

- A bell? I don't get it.

- We found one just like it in the hotel.

We now believe the ghost

to be an old woman named Mrs. Turner.

We're now searching some staff bedrooms

for more information on why she haunts the hotel.

- Here, let me try.

- I can do it!

- Ugh, I always miss all the good stuff.

- You alright?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- Guys, maybe Mrs. Turner was a receptionist.

- We should take this with us.

It might be valuable. I mean, a clue.

Better yet, there might be a reward.

- Hello?

- If people can please stop doing stuff

until I'm recording, that would be great!

- Your face.

- What are you doing here?

- I got bored waiting for you.

Said I'd have a look around.

Check this out.

- That's the same shawl

Mrs. Turner was wearing in the photo.

- Check it.

- Then this must be her stuff.

- Sarah, give us a hand.

- That really suits you.

- Please don't talk to me.

- Maybe she was the maid?

- Don't forget about this.

- Why does it matter what the ghost's job was?

- Well, the more we know about who the ghost was,

the easier it is to find out what it wants.

- I get it.

In order to catch a ghost, you have to think like a ghost.

- Yeah, something like that.

- Guys, I think we have our answer.

The ghost, Mrs. Turner,

is actually the hotel maid.

But we are no closer to discovering

why she haunts the hotel.

Who else is in the hotel?

- Don't!

You're not even here, remember?

- Temperature is way down.

- There has to be something we're not thinking of.

- Brian! - Brian!

- Would you believe me if I said the ghost did it?

- Well, this is everything we have.

Maybe there's a way to lure Mrs. Turner out.

- Good idea.

- How?

Stop tickling me, Sarah.

- I'm not touching you.

- Well, we know that Mrs. Turner was a maid

and when Cian sprayed that fire extinguisher...

- Accidentally.

- Accidentally...

well, she wasn't happy.

- So, maybe we can lure her out.

- What the hell?

- Hey! ' GUYS, stop playing around!

- We're not.

- Is everyone else seeing this?

- What are you looking at?

What was that?

- Maybe it was a magnetic field?

- Mrs. Turner.

We're getting close.

- Brian's right.

We need a plan.

We know Mrs. Turner didn't like the mess we caused.

- Alright then.

We know what we've got to do.

- We knew the ghost didn't like us causing a mess.

So we decided to have a little fun.

- You ready?

Go!

- Come out, come out, wherever you are!

Come out, come out, Mrs. Turner!

- Brian.

Brian!

- Stop it!

Chillax.

- Sorry. I got rage.

- So...

did it work?

- I was sure this would work.

- Well, clearly the ghost isn't Mrs. Turner.

- So it's my fault?

- I didn't mean it like that.

- What did you do to Sarah?

- I have no clue!

- Well, you better figure it out and apologize...

and fast!

- What's wrong?

- I don't know.

- It looked like we had come to a dead-end.

I knew it was up to me to find the next clue.

Guys, quick!

Look what I found.

Look!

- It's a key.

- Congratulations.

- But it wasn't here before.

Maybe the ghost dropped it.

What if it's a key to a secret treasure?

- I highly doubt that the ghost was a pirate, Brian.

- Stupid radiator!

Cop on.

- No, wait.

Listen to it.

It sounds like some kind of message.

- Morse code.

- Exactly.

- Yeah. "Morse code."

- No, listen.

There's long and short sequences.

It has to be a message.

If it is Morse code, what does it say?

- Leave it to me.

Or should I say, leave it to Google.

- What?

- Okay...

- Bet it doesn't work. - Shh!

- Two-Three-Seven

- Two-hundred and thirty-seven?

- Great.

Another flippin' number.

- Two-three-seven...

- Where'd you get that?

- It's my last slice.

So good.

- Two hundred and thirty seven.

It's a room number!

- Have I got something on my face?

- The key.

- What about it?

- It's for Room 237. The key.

- Oh yeah! I was just thinkin' of that.

- Sure you were.

- I was.

I was!

As we entered Room 237,

I could feel we were closer to solving the mystery.

Some of us were more scared than others.

- The ghost has led us to Room 237.

We're not sure why.

I don't mind admitting...

I'm brickin' it.

Anyone else smell that?

Classic.

- What did you do?!

- Nothing! I swear!

- What's goin' on?

- What happened?

Noah! Where are you going?!

- Noah. Wait up!

- Who are you?

- You should watch where you're goin', kid.

- Are you the ghost?

" Me?

No, I'm not a ghost.

- Are you sure? - Of course, I'm sure.

- I'm the security guard.

I've just started.

- Mr. Reynolds never mentioned anything

about a security guard.

- He didn't mention anythin' about kids

runnin' wild around here either.

- Group meeting.

- He looks familiar.

Didn't he say he just started working here?

- Say something, Cian.

- Man up. - Me?!

- You, uh...

you said you just started working here.

- So?

- Well, uh, we found this old photo.

You're right here.

- You caught me.

I'm actually a ghost.

- I knew it!

- Of course not.

I was the night porter until the door shut.

Then I got this job a few weeks ago.

- What do you think?

- I mean, I've seen a lot of weird things tonight but...

I think he's telling the truth.

- It's getting late, kids.

You'll have to leave.

You can come back again

if you want to continue with your "ghost hunt."

- My battery is dying anyway.

- It's a dead end.

- We'll come back again. - Alright, we give up.

- Wait!

You said we could come back and hunt for ghosts.

We never said we were ghost-hunting.

- Lucky guess.

- Yeah...

maybe.

- Hey, get back here!

You're not supposed to be in here.

You've been pretending to be the ghost all along!

- I told you! I knew it!

- Three... two... one...

But why?

- Well, because...

Wait.

I wanna get this on camera.

- Okay, carry on.

I wasn't the night porter.

I owned this place.

It's been in my family for generations.

But we went through some hard times

and couldn't keep up with the bank repayments

and, well, they shut us down and kicked me out.

- So that's why you've been scaring away potential buyers.

- I just need the price to drop a little

so I can buy it back.

Now, I know it's wrong

but I promised my parents before they died

that I'd own this place again.

I'm sorry if I scared you.

- Who? Us?

No. We weren't scared.

That was just for the cameras.

You know? Showbiz.

- I can't believe he tricked you.

- He just wanted his hotel back.

- Should we tell her?

- Tell me what?

- Can't hurt now.

- Do you remember that spoiled rich kid Alice?

- Well, would you look who it is.

- She looks like she's seen a ghost.

- Yeah, well, about that.

There's someone I'd like you to meet.

Follow me.

- Noah?

Hey, I guess you were right. There's no ghost.

- I was hoping there was.

Just didn't want to jump to any conclusions.

So I'm sorry if I upset you.

- You didn't.

It was something that Alice had said.

She thinks I was taking orders.

I was annoyed and being silly.

- Well, we're a team, right?

We make decisions together.

And ignore whatever Brian says.

- She looks like an angel.

I think I should give her mouth to mouth.

- Easy there, Romeo.

She'll be okay in a few minutes.

- Who did you want us to meet?

- You can come out now.

It's okay.

This is Liam.

He's my great, great, great, great Uncle.

He died a long time ago.

- But if the hotel already had a ghost,

then why were you pretending to be Mrs. Turner?

- I needed a ghost to scare people.

Liam is much too friendly.

He's like most eight year olds.

He just wants to to play games

and collect his little trinkets.

- You were searching for these.

- Ah, you found his "treasure."

- Sorry. We didn't know.

- Alice. She's waking up.

- Finally.

Time for me to get my money.

- Brian!

- But we solved the case.

" And?

This is his family's hotel.

He should own it.

We can't tell anyone.

- But my new camera. My vlog.

What I've got here is pure gold.

I'm going to be famous, remember?

- We have to go.

Do whatever you think is right.

I understand if you need to tell the truth.

Liam, skedaddle.

- I can't believe you sometimes.

- What...

what happened?

- You... fell asleep!

- I did?

I had the weirdest dream

that a ghost was playing with my phone.

That's weird.

- Can I call my Dad now?

Finally.

- And hello to you, too, Princess.

So who am I paying?

As I assume the job is done.

- Well, we actually found...

nothing.

We found nothing.

Totes soz..

- I should have known better

than to trust a bunch of kids.

I'll just have to slash the price again.

Hopefully there's somebody that is mad enough

to buy this dump.

- I am a good friend.

- Thank you, Brian!

- You're the man! - You had me worried.

- Alright, alright!

I'll be famous a different time.

- I suppose we were both right about the ghost.

Anyone else for pizza?

- Pizza! Pizza!

- Way ahead of you.

- Oh yeah.

One more thing.

No evidence.

- You actually met a ghost?

I mean, a real ghost this time?

- Yep, we sure did.

- And you still refused the money?

- You're, like, my hero!

- Is she a little...?

- Yeah.

- Do you have enough for your story?

- I've enough for two stories.

But you know what this needs?

A few juicy quotes from Noah.

- Yeah...

but where is he?

- I think I might know where he might be.

Watch your step, it can be slippy.

- How did you know about the basement anyway?

- I did my research before I got here.

Didn't you?

- So, Alex,

what do you like to do in your free time?

- I like rock climbing.

To go mountain biking.

I have a black belt in karate.

What about you?

- Yeah, stuff like that.

- Noah?

- I'm sorry I left you, buddy.

- Maybe he's in here.

- Torches, people.

- Is that... Noah!

- It's not safe here. - What happened?

- I don't know.

The last thing I remember I was exploring with Cian

and then I woke up here.

- Who would do this?

- About time you got here.

- Cool.

Who are you?

- Peter.

I'm Peter, remember?

Shh! Be quiet.

How do you know about the school ghost?

- Oh yeah, Peter.

That weirdo.

I thought you had your brain removed?

- I'm not a weirdo.

Sorry I had to tie you up, Noah.

I had to make sure the rest of your team

didn't go anywhere until I found out everything

about the ghosts you discovered.

You were perfect.

You're working for him?

- I knew it!

- What do you want?

- I want you to join me.

- What for?

Find me ghosts

so I can use my telekinetic powers

to build and control an army of loyal servants.

- What are telekinetic powers?

- They're, like, powers where you can move things

with your mind.

- And what if we say no?

- Oh!

Well, then you'll never leave here.

- Hmm...

interesting offer.

How about a counter-offer where I kick your butt!

- I'll let you consider my offer.

- Are you really going to keep them

locked up like that?

- That's entirely up to them, sweetheart.

They join me or be cursed forever.

- I was afraid you'd say that.

- You're not having second thoughts, are you?

I thought you wanted to be a famous journalist?

I can give you the greatest story ever told.

All you have to do is exactly what I tell you.

But if you want to join the others...

- No, no.

I'm still on Team Peter.

Whoop-whoop.

- Good answer.

Now, write up everything they told you.

I've got plans to make.

- You don't have telekinesis, man.

- How do you know?

I've just never tried.

- Guys, we need to find a way out.

- Hold on, I almost got this.

- That was me that time.

- Guys, stop!

In case you didn't realize, we're trapped in here.

- We're helping...

aren't we?

- Guys, are we sure we don't want to join Peter?

I mean, we don't know what he's offering.

- He's a bad guy.

We don't join the bad guys.

What we need is a plan.

What?

- You always come up with the plan.

This is your great plan?

- It's to get their attention

so they'll come and check on us.

Ow.

- Sorry, Noah. You scared me.

- What do you want?

- I'm getting you out of here.

- Why should we trust you?

- I don't have time to explain.

- No, guys, it's another one of her tricks.

We're not going anywhere.

- Maybe I do have time to explain...

- Oh my God! She's actually a robot!

- I'm not a robot. I'm undercover.

- Undercover?

For who?

- Let's just say we have some mutual friends.

Ghosts have gone missing from their haunting places

and I need to find out what has happened.

I suspected Peter was involved but I needed proof.

He needed you to find him the ghosts to control

and I needed you to expose what he was really up to.

- So you used us.

- No.

I didn't know if you were for real.

That's why I asked so many questions

about your previous investigations.

- So there was no story?

- No, I'm sorry.

But I need to get you safe outside these castle walls.

I'll explain more then.

- Okay, we'll go with you,

but it's our decision, not yours.

We don't take orders.

. OK?!"

Quickly then. And be quiet.

- Ah.

- Shh.

- I think we got away with it.

- Sorry.

'Run!

- We should split up.

- Good thinking.

- Let's go this way.

- Come back!

We're safer together!

- ls there a way out?

- Listen, I just... I just want to tell you, um,

I haven't been seeing anyone else.

I just said that to make you jealous.

- Well, it worked.

I never should have broken up with you.

Come on. Let's find the way out.

- Ugh.

- Cian?

- Noah!

- Sarah!

I had such hopes for you.

Noah!

Aren't you gonna come and save your friends?

- Don't, Noah!

- Noah, kick his...

Ooh.

I promise I'll go easy on you.

My eyes are closed.

Give it your best shot.

If you don't come out, Noah,

I'm gonna have to do something

very bad to your friends.

So, who wants to test my powers first?

You?

You?

- Start with me!

- Ooh.

A hero emerges.

- I'm not afraid of you.

- Yes, you are.

- You're the stupidest, funniest-looking,

no friend-having, toe nail-licking,

fart smelling... weirdo!

- Ha! Take that!

- In your face!

Noah!

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine...

We did it!

- What's that?

- We need to leave...

NOW!

- What are they going to do to him?

- I don't know.

- Look, we can't just leave him there.

- Yeah, we can.

He wanted to trap us in there forever.

- Guys, Noah's right.

Peter may be crazy but there's still some good in him.

- He's got family, like.

- If you decide to go back in there,

you'll be messing with the wrong kind of ghosts.

I know you've met some nice ones so far

but there's a lot about ghosts you still don't understand.

You could end up like Peter.

- We'd better go in.

- Fine.

If this goes wrong, don't say I didn't warn you.

- Wait.

You'll need all the help you can get.