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Previously on "Blindspot"...

(Borden)
She can't remember who she is,

where she came from...
Nothing...

before she crawled out of
that bag in Times Square.

(Mayfair)
Do you recognize her?

- No.
- Then why is your name

tattooed on her back?

(Patterson) All of her tattoos
are brand-new.

(Weller)
It's a treasure map.

Come again?

It's an address
and today's date.

(Weller) Chao's gonna blow up
the Statue of Liberty.

(Mayfair)
It's a Navy SEAL tattoo.

If she was Navy,
she'd be in our database.

Not if she was
special ops.

Jane! Stop!

(Borden)
It's possible that something

familiar could trigger
her memory.

(Jane)
None of this feels real.

Who is this woman?

(Weller) She might be just
the most important

resource we've ever had.

(Jane) Everything just feels
so out of control.

(gunfire)

I don't remember who I am,
who I was.

Whatever life
I had is gone...

Shattered into a million
tiny pieces.

Sometimes it's hard
to breathe.

_

I have something
I'd like to try.

It's called a
Rorschach test,

and it's designed to analyze
personality characteristics

and emotional
functioning.

But with your amnesia,

my hope is that the
ethereal nature

of the images might
provoke another memory.

So, tell me what you see
when you look at these.

Okay.

A spider web.
Is that right?

There's no right
or wrong.

Let's try
another one, shall we?

(gunshots)

You missed two.

Do it again.

A target.

Have they told you they think
I might be a Navy SEAL?

They have, yes.

I only have one memory of
training in the woods,

but didn't seem
very official.

SEAL training is
very... Unconventional.

So, that actually
makes sense.

Let's try
another one, shall we?

Morning, sis.

Oh, damn it,
did we wake you?

I got an apartment broker
scheduled for tomorrow.

We'll be out of your hair
in no time, I promise.

There's no rush, Sarah.

Huh, what is that
supposed to be?

It's a pancake, all right?

Mm-hmm.

Morning, little buddy.

"Morning,
Uncle Kurt."

- Morning.
- Morning.

So, Dad called
last night.

Just wanted to know if
you were gonna go back

for Taylor's memorial
this year.

No, I've got too much
going on at work.

He shouldn't be going
to that memorial either.

Makes people uncomfortable.

Yeah, well,
that's their problem.

Yeah.

Look, just think
about it, okay?

Yeah.

- Bye, buddy.
- Bye.

What are we
doing in here?

Your first memory was
triggered by being active.

Maybe your muscles might
remember something

your mind can't.

That's an M-4.

So, if you wanna fire that,
you're going to...

...need to do...

Exactly that.

Step up.

Okay, let's try this.

(Patterson) Her body is covered
in cryptic symbols,

map pieces, riddles.

Whoever did this to her has
a very specific goal in mind.

And what that goal is
remains a mystery.

I have my best
people on it,

but this information is
so varied and so dense,

it could take
years to decode.

I noticed a scar on
the back of her neck.

Yeah, that.

Got any idea
how old that is?

Well, it's hard to
tell with these things,

but it's definitely
not recent.

- I don't wanna hurt you.
- You won't.

Come on, hands up.

Here we go.

Start swinging.

Come on,
come on.

(grunting)

All right?

Again.

We've captured hundreds of
numeric sequences and phrases

from Jane's body in over
two dozen languages,

and we're feeding
them into a database

that I have designed that'll
cross-reference them

with every information system
that we have access to.

Like a Google alert
for her tattoos.

Well... It's a little bit
more sophisticated than that.

But, uh, yes, it's... It's
like a Google alert.

♪♪

What is it, Jane?

Did you remember
something?

The hospital just called.
Chao is dead.

(speaking Chinese)

(Zapata) Chao had a massive
stroke at around midnight

just as he was getting
out of surgery.

I'm not buying it.
He was young, healthy.

He also got shot.

Get me the full autopsy.

He was the only link we had
to whoever did this to me.

We'll find another one.

Wait...
Look at that.

All the doctors rushing
into Chao's room,

and that one
walking away.

Canvas the hospital...
Find me that doctor.

(Patterson)
I did it!

What, you found him?

I... What?
Who?

Sorry, you were
in the middle of...

Well, I unlocked
another tattoo.

So, as we scanned some
of the numerical tattoos

into the database,
one of them

just jumped out at me.

Right?
Do you see that?

Okay, so, just pretend
that we're not you.

Okay, the... The Chinese
symbols behind Jane's ear.

The first clue that we
decoded was an address...

399 White Street,
Apartment Seven.

Okay?

Okay, so, look at
this tattoo.

Starts with 399,
has a bunch of letters

just jumbled up in between,
and then it ends with seven.

Do you see that?

Who here knows what
a Vigenere cipher is?

Put your hand down.

It's a polyalphabetic
substitution code.

(Patterson)
Yes, awesome.

A Vigenere cipher is a method
of encrypting alphabetic text

based on the letters
of a key word.

And unless you
have the key word,

it is next to impossible
to decode.

- So, what's the key word?
- The words between

the two numbers on
the original tattoo.

Exactly.

Use White Street Apartment
as your key word,

and suddenly, the mess
of letters in between

become "Major
Arthur Gibson".

So, the first clue
unlocks the second.

Crazy, right?

Who is this Gibson guy?

Okay, so, according to
his service records,

Gibson flew F-22 missions
over Iraq and Afghanistan,

earned a boatload of medals,
including the Silver Star,

and then an injury
sidelined his flying career

and he moved back
stateside.

Took a desk job in Nevada
before coming to work

for the Air Force
in New York.

(Jane) Now that Chao's dead
and can't help me,

Gibson might know who I am,
who did this to me.

We gotta go talk to him.

DMV records have him
living in Brooklyn.

- Let's go.
- I'm coming with you.

- Yes, you are.
- She is?

You were dead against her going
into the field yesterday.

I was wrong.

We don't know how
the tattoos work yet.

She should be there.

It might help her
trigger her memory.

And we all know she
can handle herself.

Please, I can help
figure this out.

Thank you.
Let's go.

(knocking)

Major Gibson.
It's the FBI.

(knocking)

Who sent you?

It's kind of a long story.
Mind if we come in?

Hey, I don't know
what they told you,

but I'm not talking.

I haven't said
a thing.

"They"? Who's "they"?
Do you recognize me?

Get off my property.

Well, he didn't get that
Silver Star for his charm.

(Zapata)
Can we get a warrant?

No.

Tattoos aren't
probable cause.

Couldn't I just
kick the door down?

I mean, it didn't
look that heavy.

No, you can't, Jane.
That's not how it works.

(explosion)

(high-pitched ringing)

♪♪

Sync and corrections by explosiveskull
www.addic7ed.com

Building's not structurally
sound, I can't let you in.

- Come on.
- What happened?

The whole place was
wired up to blow,

I've never seen
anything like it.

He blew up his own house

while he was
still in it? Why?

- We need to see the body.
- There isn't one.

What do you mean?

He was inside
when it went up.

I don't know what to tell you,
we searched the entire place.

It was a distraction.

Keep us busy here
while he got away.

Not to mention, destroy any
evidence he left behind.

Evidence of what?

The only thing that survived
that blast was an old wall safe.

We need to get that back
to our lab immediately.

How much time
did he buy himself?

We got here a little
over an hour ago.

Who is this guy?

(woman)
I served with Major Gibson

both in Afghanistan and as his
commanding officer

here in New York.
He's a hell of a pilot.

I thought he was injured,
moved to a desk.

Once a pilot,
always a pilot.

So, what happened to him?

Gibson's injury
was psychological.

He had a mission
gone bad.

There was collateral damage.

How many civilians died?

I'm afraid that's classified.

So, a lot then?

Gibson was never the same.

His PTSD got
worse and worse

until eventually, we had
to ground him.

What exactly did he do
when he got back stateside?

I'm sorry, but I can't
say much more.

But unfortunately,
even the desk work

got to be too much for him.

We had no choice
but to discharge him.

When was the last
time you spoke?

A few months.

After we let him go,
his marriage ended.

He couldn't hold down a job,
he grew increasingly paranoid.

I think he blamed me.

So, why'd he blow up
his own house this morning?

I can't begin to imagine.

Look, ma'am,
I'm racing to contain

a potentially volatile
situation,

so I need to
know what you know.

I've told you
everything I can.

I wish we could have
done more for him.

He was a good man.

So, Gibson couldn't get over
killing all those civilians?

That one day, that...
That single moment

defined the rest of his life.

Some things are
hard to forget.

Borden says people are
shaped by their past.

Do you think that's true?

I wish it wasn't.

What if I find out who I am
and I don't like it?

- (phone ringing)
- It's Patterson.

You're on speaker.

I'm just going through
Gibson's files,

and something's not right.

Powers said they
sidelined Gibson

because he was
suffering from PTSD.

But according to his files,
they promoted him.

They can still get
promoted off the desk.

Maybe they're just trying to
take care of their own.

Maybe, but they also raised
his security clearance,

from Secret to
Top Secret and above.

If Gibson was
suffering from PTSD

they wouldn't have
increased his access.

Nope, they would've
frozen him out.

He was one of their top pilots
in Iraq and Afghanistan.

So, what, they move
him back to Nevada?

Bump him up in rank?
Raise his clearance?

What are you thinking?

Nellis, Nevada is where

the Air Force
drone program is based.

He didn't wash out.

They made him
a drone pilot.

(Patterson) Okay, well,
that explains Nevada.

But when they moved
him to New York,

his clearance skyrocketed.

There's no
drone program here.

Not one we know about.

Oh, come on.
I'm gonna be late for work.

(girl)
Daddy?

Gibson.
What are you doing?

I need you to do
something for me, Alex.

Just put the
gun down, okay?

I gave them everything.

I did unspeakable
things for them.

Gibson, my daughter
is innocent.

I killed a lot of
innocent people, Alex.

- Please, just let her go.
- No.

This whole country
abandoned me.

And today, you're gonna
help me teach them a lesson.

All right, listen to me...

No, you listen to me!

You'll do as I say,

or you'll never see
your daughter again.

♪♪

_

(beep)

Call the general for me,

tell him I can't
make it Thursday.

(phone ringing)

Powers.

Wait, what?

No, that's not possible,
they're not...

(car alarm sounding)

We gotta drill into this guy's
life with everything we've got.

I wanna know who Gibson
was talking to,

what he's been
spending his money on.

And Patterson, I want
you to find out about

the explosives he used
on his own house.

- Of course.
- And I wanna see inside

that safe, okay?

There's gotta be
something in there.

- On it.
- Thank you.

His house and Powers.

This is just the beginning.

All right, the guy's
not gonna stop.

So, we need to find out
who his next target is.

I can't help but think
we pushed Gibson

over the edge this morning
when we knocked on his door.

- (Zapata) What are you talking about?
- (Weller) Yeah.

That wasn't our fault.

I didn't say it was.

Reed, enough.

Blindly following her
tattoos is reckless.

I don't think you recognize
just how important she is.

It's a little early to make
that call, don't you think?

No. The most important
thing is to find

Gibson and to stop him.

So, can you join Patterson
and find me a lead?

Let's go.

Thank you.

- What if he's right?
- He's not.

And what if these
tattoos are a trap?

- Jane.
- We don't know anything

about who did this
to me or why,

and people are
losing their lives.

Jane, this is not
your fault, okay?

This is not your fault.

Weller, come with me.

Yes, ma'am.

General, what the hell
is going on?

This morning a former
Air Force pilot

blew up his own house.

Three hours later,
his former CO

dies in an air to ground
missile attack.

Please, do me the courtesy

of admitting these
incidents are connected.

They are connected.

Care to elaborate?

It was decided the country
needed a domestic UAV program

that could not only
surveil targets,

but also, in extreme
circumstances... Take action.

You're telling me
we have armed drones

flying over American soil.

It's in place
as a last resort.

We've never dispensed
ordinance domestically.

Until today.

Gibson got control of
one of these UAVs, how?

(general) He kidnapped the daughter of
one of our avionics specialists,

forced him to
retrofit a drone

with an alternate control card
that severed

its signal with
our satellite,

allowing Gibson
to take over remotely.

And where is that girl now?

We believe Gibson
still has her.

And the drone... Can you
recover control, locate it?

He's frozen us out.

And it was designed
to evade radar detection.

It still has
another two missiles,

but I've got my entire
team working on it.

We need to find him before
he kills anyone else.

You should've come clean with this
as soon as we asked you about it...

- We had no idea...
- No idea, what?

That he'd blow up
his own house?

There were larger
issues at...

Larger than what?

An armed rogue drone?
Ten dead people?

Or a little girl who was
taken away from her father?

- (Mayfair) Weller!
- We are trying...

If anything happens to
that little girl...

Walk away.

Why is he doing this,
General?

His motives could help us
anticipate his next target.

(sighs)
I wish I knew.

What I do know
is that Gibson

is one of the most
efficient killing machines

the Air Force has ever made.

Doesn't something
feel off to you?

Whoever did this to Jane
knew about the drone program.

That information's
above Top Secret.

Her first tattoo
helped us save lives.

Hopefully this one will too.

Maybe.

Or maybe we're about to
knock over a hornets' nest.

I don't think
Gibson recognized me.

Chao didn't
recognize me either.

So, so far, these tattoos
have sent us to people

who don't seem to be
connected to me at all.

If they've got nothing
to do with you,

why are they on your body?

Penance.

(silenced gunshots)

What?

Hey, come take
a look at this.

He's lying.

I know.

But threatening a three-star
general does not help us.

Sorry.

(sighs)

How are you holding up?

I know you don't do too
well with missing kids.

I'm fine.

Kurt, I need to know
where your head is.

I've been thinking
about Taylor.

Then maybe you should start
talking to someone again...

- No, I don't wanna talk.
- Listen to me.

That girl's disappearance
was not your fault.

You were ten years old.

One of my last
memories of her...

We were climbing a tree
in our backyard.

And we were up
pretty high.

She was fearless.

I was above her.

I stepped on
her hand accidentally.

She slipped.

She fell,
cut herself.

It left a really big scar
on the back of her neck.

Jane has the same scar.

Same eyes.

She's the right age.

I know why it's me.

I know why my name
is on her back.

I think Jane Doe
is Taylor Shaw.

♪♪

You think Jane
is Taylor Shaw?

I do.

I don't know why
and I don't know who.

But someone sent
her back to me.

That's impossible.

Why?

Why is my name
on her back?

Taylor Shaw has been
missing for 25 years.

Yeah.

And she's not
missing anymore.

Hey, we got into
Gibson's safe.

It's an air-gapped
computer.

Sorry, what does
that mean?

It's a computer that's never
been connected to the Internet.

It makes it impossible
for a third party

to access or monitor it.

The thing is,
there's not much on it

but a few Word documents...
Super weird.

But this one caught my eye.

Dates, times, locations.
Five of 'em.

They line up with five seemingly
unrelated explosive accidents.

Faulty gas lines,
car crashes...

(Zapata) Victims are all
foreign nationals.

All from the Middle East,
all incidents occurring

- on U.S. soil.
- Drone attacks.

They've already hit
targets inside America.

So, the general
lied to us.

(Zapata) Each incident has a set
of initials next to it.

"A.G.", Arthur Gibson,
for three of them,

and "I.M." for the other two.

We searched the Air Force's
employment records,

and we think "I.M."
is another drone pilot...

Major Ivan Musgrave.

Got an address for him?

Of course.

Let's move.

Jane, just wait here
for us, all right?

Just until we get a read
on the situation, okay?

Thanks.

(knocking)

Major Musgrave,
this is the FBI.

Major Musgrave?

Ivan Musgrave?

Weller!

Uhh!

(Musgrave yells)

(woman)
Hey!

What are you doing?

Hey! Hey!
Did they go in there?

(grunting)

(choking, gasping)

Jane! Jane!
Let him go!

Let him go.

We want to question him,
not kill him.

Turn over.
Turn over!

(panting)

We're taking you in.

Why? I didn't
do anything wrong!

You okay?

All right, all right.
Okay, all right.

- What?
- Fine, I got a couple of weapons

up there that maybe
I shouldn't have,

but show me an
airman who doesn't.

That's not what
this is about.

Your friend Gibson's
in serious trouble.

So, we got some
questions for you.

Gibson?
Man, that guy hates me.

I'm the one who
turned him in.

What?

He was about to blow
the whistle on the whole...

No, you people don't have
the clearance for this.

- Keep talking.
- I wanna talk to Colonel Powers, now.

Powers is dead.

(Musgrave)
What? Since when?

- Weller?
- (Zapata) Wait a minute.

If Gibson hates this guy...

We just brought him outside.

(Zapata)
Go! Go! Go!

- Get inside.
- No, wait, no.

- Inside, get inside. Get inside!
- No, no, wait, that's him!

(Jane) That's the man from the woods,
he's standing right there...

(electricity buzzing)

(high-pitched ringing)

(Reed groaning)

(Jane) Wait, wait, wait.
All right.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.
All right.

(Reed speaking indistinctly)

Look, you might have
hit an artery, okay?

If you pull the glass,
you could bleed out in minutes.

(Weller)
You all right?

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Me too.

Come on.
Come on.

(Reed wincing)

Weller, Weller?

(overlapping chatter)

- (Jane) I'll get him. Hey.
- (Weller speaking indistinctly)

Come on.
(continues indistinctly)

♪♪

Oh, my God.

How did he get his
hands on this?

He kidnapped the daughter
of an avionics specialist

who helped him
hack the drone.

(Weller)
That girl's still missing,

so she needs our help.

(Musgrave)
This is terrible.

The program wasn't
last resort, was it?

You'd already been
using it.

Five confirmed kills.

How much
collateral damage?

Drones are messy.

What, so Gibson
wanted to stop it?

He was one of our best pilots,
but even he couldn't stomach

the loss of
American civilians.

(Weller) What, he was gonna
blow the whistle?

Yeah...
Yeah, he asked me to help.

But, um, I turned him in.

They stripped his clearance,
they pulled his pension.

Threatened his family.

We pushed him over the edge,
we destroyed his life.

So, Gibson was
a good guy.

He just wanted
the killing to stop.

He killed ten innocent
people this morning.

Good guys don't do that.

You don't think good people
ever do terrible things?

I think terrible people
do terrible things.

And the good
people stop them.

(Musgrave)
Gibson snapped.

He's unpredictable now.

He's still got
a missile left.

Who's his next target?

I was hoping you were
gonna tell me that.

I don't know, man,
the guy's vindictive.

He's trying to hurt
the people that hurt him.

Powers? Me?

Who is next on the list?

General, where do the
drone pilots operate from?

That's classified.

Gibson wants revenge,
that's obvious.

But he also
hates the program

and wants the public
to know about it.

So, where would he hit if he
wants to do the most damage?

General, please.

- Here.
- Excuse me?

The top three floors
of this building.

The pilots
operate from here.

But this doesn't
make any sense.

If he wanted to
bomb our facility,

he would've done it by now.

Why wait?
Why...

The shift change.

Okay, what are
you talking about?

The drones are in the air
for days at a time,

but the pilots fly them
in 12-hour shifts

so there's no overlap.
Twice a day,

every pilot is
in this building.

He's waiting for the overlap.
Maximum impact.

A well-placed strike could
bring this whole building down.

When's the next
shift change?

An hour.

So, we're evacuating now.

If he sees the building
start to empty out,

he'll hit us immediately,
cut his losses.

(general) My people think
they are very close

to regaining control
of this drone.

"Think" isn't
gonna cut it!

We got 60 minutes
to find Gibson

before he kills
thousands of people.

I'm on it.

We're funneling as
many people as we can

through the basement subway
connect, but there's no way

we're gonna evacuate
the whole building in time.

(Weller) Tell me you've figured out
a way to track this guy.

Well, he'd have to be
somewhere pretty high up

to maintain line of sight
with the drone.

Okay, so, we've narrowed
his location down

to somewhere up high?

Well, I've been given access
to the exact frequency

that the drone
communicates on,

and traced the signal's
emanation point to Brooklyn.

- Gibson's home turf.
- That's a lot of ground to cover.

Yes, but the explosives
in Gibson's house

were a very specific grade
of demolition manufactured

exclusively for Garamond
Construction sites.

And guess what?

Gibson worked for
them at two sites...

Both new high rises,
both in Brooklyn.

You and Tasha
take the Lexus,

hit one of the sites.

Me and Jane will split,
cover the other one.

Let's go.

(siren whooping)

I lied to you
this morning.

At the shooting range,
I did remember something.

That's good.
What was it?

Something unforgivable.

What if I was a terrible
person before all of this?

I don't think
you were, Jane.

Whoever you were then...
That's not who you are now.

How do you know?

Your first instinct is
to help people, Jane.

Battered wife
in Chinatown,

Reed after
the explosion today.

You don't hesitate,
you act.

And you do
the right thing.

So, I don't know what it
is you're remembering

or what the context is.

But I do think
you're a good person.

(tires screeching)

I'm heading up
to the roof.

Okay, I'll stay here
in case he doubles back.

Stay in contact with that
radio in the car, all right?

Let me know if
you see him.

♪♪

(gunshots)

(gunfire continues)

(gunfire)

Jane!

Jane, it's Weller.
Gibson's...

(radio breaking up)

Weller,
you're breaking up.

Jane!

- (radio static)
- Weller, I can't...

I don't understand you.

Jane!

Gibson's coming
down to you now!

(gunfire)

We're gonna lose Gibson!
I'm on him!

(tires screeching)

(Weller)
Jane! It's too dangerous!

Reed, Zapata!

- Jane's in pursuit of Gibson.
- She's what?

We got separated.
All right, she's in my SUV.

So, lock onto that GPS

and converge on that position.

Do we even know
if she can drive?

Yes, she can drive!

(tires screeching)

♪♪

(crashing)

(tires screeching)

(crashing)

♪♪

(Jane)
Penance?

♪♪

Jane.

Jane...

(gasping)

You okay?

- Can you move?
- Yes.

I'm gonna get you
out of here.

(grunting)

Good.

We have to go.

Come here.

Where's the girl?

Where is
the girl?!

Emily?
Emily!

(sobbing quietly)

Emily, hi.

My name's Kurt, all right?

And I'm here
to take you home.

Okay?

Okay.
There we go.

♪♪

(Alex)
Emily!

Daddy!

Are you okay?

We got her back.

Yeah.

We did.

The Eagle Two just
touched down safely.

Air Force is already
spinning the two explosions

as accidents... Faulty engine
and a natural gas leak.

The public has a right
to know the truth.

That's not our call.

(Weller) Any more hits on
the tattoo database?

(Patterson)
Not yet.

Wait a minute,
we're not seriously

gonna keep doing this,
are we?

We incited a man
to rampage today.

What, you think he built
a drone control card

and didn't
intend to use it?

He'd been planning this.

And yes, we forced him
to up his timeline.

But if he was able to
wait until he was ready,

there'd be no
stopping him.

So, the tattoos helped.

That's one way
of looking at it.

Okay, that's it for today.

Weller?

Yes, ma'am?

If you think Jane
is Taylor Shaw...

- I do.
- I want to be certain.

I've already ordered
Shaw's old case files

to be sent to our lab.

Patterson can test
Taylor's DNA against Jane's.

It's gonna match.

I don't know.
If she is Taylor,

where has she been
for 25 years?

Where did she
learn these skills?

And why did someone
erase her memory

and send her back to you?

It doesn't
make sense.

It's her.
I can feel it.

Hey.
You okay?

(sighs)

I can't stop
thinking about Gibson.

What he did was terrible,
but some part of him

was just trying to help.

He let vengeance
cloud his thinking.

It's one thing to want
to blow the whistle.

Another thing
to take lives.

Thank you for what
you said earlier...

About my instincts.

And for everything.

What happened to you
was horrible, Jane.

Good can come of it.

I've been thinking
about it.

I might just be
the messenger,

but your name is
still on my back.

They could've just
said "FBI".

Why would they
send me to you?

I don't know.

(Patterson) We got Chao's
autopsy results back.

We found elevated levels

of potassium chloride
in his system.

What does that mean?

He was poisoned.

Someone went through
a lot of trouble

to keep him
from talking to us.

The doctor, the one
that was walking away.

Canvassed the whole hospital,
no one could place him.

Oh, my God.

We have no proof yet.

We're trying to verify it
with some DNA

from Taylor's case files.

Well, you realize what this...
This could mean, right?

I mean, Dad's been
accused of kidnapping her,

of killing her.

It didn't matter
they couldn't prove it,

he's had it hanging
over his head

since the day
she disappeared.

Mom left him.

Kurt, you spent 25 years
convinced Dad committed

a murder that
never even happened.

If Jane Doe is Taylor Shaw,
then Dad is innocent.

Maybe.

No, Kurt, not maybe!

You have to go see him.

- Sarah...
- He's dying.

It's lung cancer,
he doesn't have long.

Please, just go see him.

You can fix this
before it's too late.

(shower running)

(sighs)

(panicked breathing)

Don't... Don't
make a sound.

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