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(static crackling)
(device clicks, whirs)
So, it's becoming

more apparent
that not only is Gabriel

getting stronger,
he's becoming more malicious.
If his strength and ability

continue to grow at this rate,
we will no longer
be able to contain him.
However, I am
still determined...
(lights buzzing)
(door opens)
(man) Dr. Weaver,

he got out again.
How far did he get this time?
He made it all the way

to the records room
before we got to him.

He found his information.
He wants to go home.
(electricity buzzing

and warbling)
Dr. Fields, what the hell

is happening?
I tried to subdue him

with ECT,
but electroshock
had no effect on him.
Then all the machines

started going crazy.
It was like he was

drinking the electricity
-and controlling our machines.

-(alarm blaring)
(screams)
-Dr. Weaver: Dr. Plume.

-(muffled screeching)
(muffled snarling)
No, please, don't.

He'll kill you.
-Stand aside.
-(grunts)
Take him down now.
-(cocks gun)

-(alarm continues blaring)
-(inhuman screeching)

-(screams)
-(flesh squelching)

-(yelping)
(screaming)
-(nurse screaming)

-(lights bursting)
(sinister music playing)
(eerie scream)
(high-pitched screeching)
(body thuds)
(breathing heavily)
(ominous music playing)
Strap him into the chair.
You've been a bad,

bad boy, Gabriel.
(Gabriel snarling)
(electronic feedback whining)
(Gabriel distorted)

I will kill you all.
Oh, my God. He speaks.
He's broadcasting
his thoughts.
I thought we could help him,

but I was wrong.
(snarling)
It's time
we cut out the cancer.
(dramatic music playing)
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(dramatic music continues)
(dramatic music continues)
(groaning)
(soft music playing)
(groans softly)
(muffled sports commentary

on TV)
(announcer) Frankie is trying

to get to Chavez.
He's trying to get his arms up

to protect himself,
but he can't get any leverage.
Hey, sugar, I thought

you were on the late shift.
I was, but dumpling's been

giving me a really hard time.
(Madison groans)
What do you mean,

"a hard time"?
Madison: I don't know.
She's just a little more

agitated than usual.
Do we have any Tylenol?
They say I can't take aspirin.
(pills rattling)
You know, if you've

got all this pain,
maybe you shouldn't

be going to work.
(sighs) I'll be fine.

I promise.
Hey, I was watching that.
Please, Derek, I really

need to get some rest.
No, maybe you need

to stop getting pregnant.
Derek, please. I just

really need to lie down.
You know the doctor said
this could happen

again, right?
You know that.
How many times

do I have to watch
my children die
inside of you?
Just stop.
You're breaking my heart,

Maddy. I swear to God.
You can't keep doing this.
(low ominous music playing)
Doing what?
Doing what, Madison?

Tell me what I'm doing, huh?
Tell me what I'm doing.

Are you saying
this is my fault?
Are you saying this keeps

happening because of...
Don't touch her!
-You bitch!
-(Madison grunts)
(whimpers)
Oh, shit.
Oh, baby, I'm so sorry.
(Madison wincing)
I'm gonna get you

some ice, okay?
Okay, I'm gonna get

you some ice. Hold on.
(shudders)
(gasping)
(shudders)
-(door thuds)

-(gasps)
(door rattling)
Derek: Babe,
I'm sorry that happened,

that, uh...
Sometimes it's like

I can't control myself, okay?
But that's not me, that...
You know, I'm trying,

and I've given up drinking,
and I'm gonna continue

to do better
-for you and the baby, okay?

-(sobs)
Maddy? Please. (sighs)
It was an accident, Maddy.
(crying softly)
(breathing raggedly)
(metallic rattling)
Maddy?
(breathes deeply)
(muffled rattling)
(low ominous music playing)
(rattling continues)
(machine whirring)
(door opens and creaks)
What?
Madison?
(static whining and crackling)
(man on TV) It cannot be!
(woman) ...grabbed

a steel blade.
(man 2) ...has possession

of the puck down...
(engine roaring on TV)
(man 3) ...just now
-(men on TV whooping)

-(gunshots on TV)
Help me.
(static whining)
(soft eerie music playing)
(high-pitched
electrical ringing)
(groans)
(gasps)
(grunting weakly)
-(muffled thud)

Derek?
(eerie music playing)
(heavy breathing)
(bones cracking)
(wheezes)
(inhuman screeching)
(Madison screams)
(tense music playing)
(Madison whimpering)
(yelps)
-(helicopter whirring)

-(indistinct radio chatter)
(sirens wailing)
(indistinct
police radio chatter)
Morning, Reg.
Morning? It's 4 a.m.

Night's not even over yet.
-Detectives.
-Officer Lee,
what happened here?
Home invasion.
Neighbors heard screaming
and called it in.
Regina: Any sign

of forced entry?
Officer Lee:

Not that we've seen.
-Where's the wife?

-Already at the hospital.
We found her unconscious

in the nursery.
Uh-oh, here comes

Miss Lonely-heart.
-Hey, Kekoa.
-Winnie, how bad is it?
I've never seen anything

quite like it.
Maybe from a vehicular

accident, but not this.
This is something special.
Holy shit.
(machine beeping)
(muffled chattering)
(groans softly)
(Madison softly) Sydney?
Hi. Hi.
Where am I?
What... What happened?
It's okay.
You're in a hospital.
Where's Derek?
Do you remember what happened?

Someone broke into your house.
You were attacked,

and Derek...
(crying) I was...

-Just... Just rest.
-I was...
(continues crying)

I was so scared.
Scared for my baby.
Where is she?
Where is she, Syd?

Where is she?
I'm so sorry, Maddy.

They couldn't save her.
(crying) No.
No, no, no. No. No.
(wailing)
It's okay.
No! Please, no.
(screams) No!
Hey, okay.
No!
(knock on door)
Kekoa: Mrs. Mitchell?
Mrs. Mitchell,
I'm Detective Kekoa Shaw.
I'm sorry to bother you,
but I need to ask you

a few questions.
Mrs. Mitchell?
Sydney: Can I help you

with something?
Uh, I'm Detective Kekoa Shaw.
Oh, I'm Sydney Lake.

I'm Madison's sister.
So, can I help you?
Oh, this.
Um, I'm a...

a princess at Family Planet.
So, I'm on my lunch break,
and I thought I'd come by

and check on Maddy.
She's been like this

for two days.
I can't even get her to eat.
Well, maybe
you can help me then.
Did you know of anyone

who wanted
to hurt your sister

or her husband?
There's no sign
of forced entry at the house.
May have been

somebody they knew.
Somebody with access.
I wouldn't know.
Derek kept us apart.
This isn't her first, right?
The doctor said your sister
had three miscarriages

in the last two years.
Oh, my God.
Um, I didn't know.
I don't know why

she wouldn't have told me.
(softly) Maddy...
If there's anything,
just give me a call.
Yeah. Thank you.

Regina: Keh,
you'll get a kick out of this.
No fingerprints, but all the

hand patterns are upside down.
Like our perp was hanging

from the ceiling.
That line up with anything

from forensics?
No footprints on the ceiling,

if that's what you mean.
But I spoke to the neighbors,

and more than one of them said
that Mr. Mitchell used to

knock Mrs. Mitchell around.
He beat her?
No forced entry,
an abusive husband.
Motive.
Sydney: Please let me stay

with you for a few days.
I can blow off work,

and a few auditions.
It's not like I'm booking

anything anyway.
(sighs)
It felt so real this time.
(sighs deeply)
I just...
I just couldn't do enough

to protect her.
You don't have to

stay here, you know.
Madison: I know,

but this is my home,
and I'm not gonna let it be

taken away from me too.
I'll be fine, I promise.
(sniffling)
(exhales deeply)
(streetlight buzzing)
(lock clicks)
-(wind whistling)

-(door creaking)
(object clatters)
(knocking)
(water dripping)
-(door thuds)

(door creaking)
(Madison whimpering)
(tense music continues)
(continues whimpering)
(panting)
There's nobody there.
There's no one there.
It's all in my head.

There's no one there.

It's all in my...

(clock ticking)
(light fizzes)
(unnerving music playing)
(drill whirring)
(door rattles)
(keys jangling)
(gasps) Oh, my God.
-Hey, are you gonna let me in?

-(sighs)
Jesus, Sydney,
what are you doing?
(grunts) Okay. My key wasn't

working and you weren't...
Oh, God.
You weren't answering.
I thought something was wrong,

I was worried.
(exhales heavily)
Thanks.
Oh, I, um,
installed deadbolts.
(sighs in relief)

That makes so much sense.
Well, okay.
Mom made a casserole.
I could not climb with it,

so it is outside, but,
um...
You okay?
Derek did that.
He smashed my head
against the wall.
What?
I'm so sorry, Maddy.
Nobody deserves
to die that way,
but seriously, fuck him.
You deserve so much better.
I thought about it a lot,

about leaving him.
By the time I got the courage,

I got pregnant.
Now, if only I'd been able

to have a baby.
Don't do that.
This is not your fault.
That's not what I'm saying.
I wanted to know
what it felt like
to have a blood connection

with someone.
A biological connection.
Maddy, what are

you talking about?
(sighs) Shit.
Mom and Dad took me in

when I was eight.
I don't remember
anything before that.
Mom told me that my biological

mother died during my birth.
Sydney, I'm adopted.
(dark dramatic music playing)
(woman) Welcome to

the Seattle Underground.
No, folks, this is not

a historical tour
-of Nirvana or Pearl Jam.

-(laughter)
This is a tour of old Seattle,
buried underneath here
like a time capsule

of a bygone era.
All this used to be

at street level
where the people worked

and lived.
But after the great fire

of 1889,
they decided to rebuild

the new city
on top of the old city.
One story higher

to stave off flooding.
You can still see

the cobblestone streets
and the storefronts down here.
And there are rumors of

passages stretching for miles.
Some say the ghosts

of the past
still haunt these tunnels.
(tourists murmuring)
(chuckles)
-(spookily) Ooh.

-(laughter)
Thank you.
Thank you. Have a good night.

(cash register dings)
(metal clatters)
We're closed.
(clanging)
You can't be down here.
Hello?
-(clanging)
-(heavy clang)

(growl)
(muffled clattering)
(eerie yowling)
(screeches)
(woman screams)
(grunts)
(whimpering)
(muffled screaming)
(stops screaming)
(muffled screaming)
(electronic feedback whines)
(Gabriel on radio)

I can't tell you
how long
I've waited for this.
But not yet.
First,
Dr. Weaver.
(phone ringing)
(phone beeps)
Dr. Weaver: Hello?
Hello?
-Gabriel: Dr. Weaver.

- Yes?
Gabriel: It's time

to cut out the cancer.
What?
Hello?
I'm sorry, who is this?
Hello?
(keypad beeping)
(ballad music playing)
(man)
â« Too fast to live â«
â« Too young to die â«
(music continues on radio)
â« One stolen kiss, babe â«
â« A certain smile â«
(distorted)
â« We're never close, babe â«
-(static crackling)
-(groans)
(static and distortion stop)
â« I'm lost inside, babe â«
â« Your painted smile â«
-(high-pitched screech)

(high-pitched
electrical ringing)
-(wincing)
-(ringing stops)
Shit.
(low unnerving music playing)
-(screaming)
-(Madison gasps)
What are you doing

in my house?
This is my house!
Who are you?
-(breathing shakily)

-(high-pitched ringing)
I can't move.
What's happening?
What do you want? Who are you?
(yelping)
No! (yelps) No!
(rustling)
(Madison gasping)

(electronic feedback whining)
Gabriel:
Time to cut out the cancer.
Oh, God.
No. It's not possible.
Dr. Weaver: No.
(groaning and panting)
(rousing music playing)
(breathing rapidly)
Oh, God.
What do you want from me?
Gabriel: To show you

what the cancer has become.
(police siren wailing)
Hey.
So, housekeeper found our vic.

Dr. Florence Weaver.
Tough old bird,

but she fought until the end.
What you got, Winnie?
He killed her
with one of her trophies.
We just got the base.

The top half is missing.
The brutality seems consistent
with our other corpse.
-Same guy?
-That would be my bet.
We need to find
that missing half.
(chuckles shyly)

Yeah, don't we all.
What you got?
Dr. Weaver specialized in

child reconstructive surgery.
She kept journals

on all her patients.
Bag all these books.
I want them back

at the precinct.
Yes, sir.
What, are you gonna

go through all of them?
We're gonna go through

all of them.
Hey, did you find the rest

of that murder weapon yet?
(rousing music continues)
-(tool pounding)

(muffled grunting)
Gabriel: Don't even try.
(news anchor)

Breaking news this hour,
as police are reporting

the body
- of Dr. Florence Weaver...
-(retching)
...was found brutally murdered
in her Washington Park home

this morning.
The grisly discovery was made

by the housekeeper
at approximately
8:30 this morning.
(Madison groaning and panting)
Did you know her?
No. No.
But I saw her die.
I don't know how.
I was doing laundry and...
and I saw him killing her.
It was him. It was him.
Him? Him, like the guy

that attacked you?
Yes.
He was here in the...
No, no.
I saw him murdering her

in her house.
And it was like I was there

and here at the same time.
It was... It was...
What is happening to me, Syd?
(softly) Okay, okay.
(sobbing)
It'll be okay. We're gonna

figure it out, okay?
Ooh. (sighs)
That's it. I'm out.
I read about
one more sick kid,
my brain's gonna
push out my eyeballs.
-Good night.
-Tell Marcus it's my fault.
I'll make up for date night.
Regina: You better.

He's pissed.
(Kekoa groans)
Jesus.
-Yo, Basco, you here?

-No.
-(thunder rumbles)

-I thought I was the only
good-looking guy here

working late.
Got this case. Strange one.

Can you age that up?
How old do you need?
30 years.
(thunder rumbling)
I know, I know.
But who would kill her, John?
Let alone mutilate her

like that?
I know, I haven't spoken

with her in years,
but the person I knew, all she

ever did was help people.
(man speaking indistinctly

on phone)
Don't bring up Simion.

That was a different time.
(static warbles on phone)
Hello? John?
(wind howling)
(door creaking)
Hmm.
(wind howling)
(sinister music plays)
(low unnerving music playing)
(thunder crackling)
(snoring)
(whimpering softly)
-(thunder continues rumbling)

-(high-pitched ringing)
(sinister music continues)
(whimpering softly)
(Gabriel breathing heavily)
(grunts, snarls)
-Maddy? Maddy. Maddy.

-(shrieks)
Hey, what's wrong?

What's wrong? What's wrong?
-He's here. He's here.

-Who? Who?
There's no one here.
Look at me,
there's no one here.
You were just dreaming.

Come here.
Shit, Maddy, you're bleeding.
I wasn't dreaming.
I saw him. I saw him.
He killed again,
but this time I saw his face.
I saw... I saw his face.
Madison: Somehow

I'm seeing his murders,
like he's showing them to me.
What do you mean?

He's sending you videos?
No, goddamn it. I see them

as they're happening.
Like I'm having visions.

I know how that sounds.
Okay, maybe, when the killer

attacked Madison,
they formed,
like, some kind of, um,
like a... a psychic bond.
I mean, you guys

consult psychics for, like,
missing persons cases, right?
No, we don't.
I played a psychic
in an episode of a cop show,
and they said

it's a real thing.
Are we really having

this conversation?
(Kekoa clears throat)
Okay, Madison,
what exactly did you see?
He killed again.
This time, across from

the Silvercup apartments
in North Beacon Hill.
-I Googled it.
-Great.
Wikipedia Brown here

just solved the case.
Listen, Madison saw

Dr. Weaver die as it happened,
and now she says she's seen

this one, so let's go look.
If she's wrong, you can

have her committed,
and you can put

the cuffs on me.
(clears throat)
(upbeat suspenseful

music playing)
There it is. Silvercup.
I think it's this one.
Which one?
So what, are we gonna knock

on every door now?
It's the top floor.
We could help.
Yeah, we don't need your help.
Could you keep an eye

on these two?
Come on, Keh.
Sorry to bother you, ma'am.
What?
I see you.
What? They gave us a lead.
Cute little actress

throw you a ball,
and you gone chasing

like a dog.
-What was that?

-Nothing.
Hello? Anybody home?

This is the police.
If anybody's here,
you need to let us know.
Keh. Keh!
(Kekoa sighs)
So I'm putting out a BOLO

on Sloth from The Goonies?
-You okay? Okay.

-I'm gonna go to the bathroom.
Reg...
Um, you wanna take a seat

while she... while you wait?
Oh, yeah.
(cell phone vibrating)

(static crackles)
Hello?
Gabriel: Hello, Emily.
(breathes shakily)
My name is Madison.
Gabriel: Your fake mother
Your shitty marriage

gave you the name Mitchell.
But you'll always

be Emily to me.
Who are you?
Gabriel: You know who I am.
Even if they say

I'm only in your head.
I don't know what

you're talking about.
You let them tell you

I wasn't real,
that I was just a voice.
And you believed them.
Now, I'm going to make

them pay for what they did.
One by one.
Gabriel, no!
(Gabriel laughing wickedly)
See?
-Deep down...
-Please.
-... you've always known.

-Please.
Please stop. Please.
Gabriel: Oh, we are

just getting started.
(static crackles)
(exhales sharply)
(indistinct chatter)
Uh, Detective,
if we're done here,
-we're leaving. Thank you.

-Um...
Okay. All right, well, I'm...
I'll see you around, okay?
Hey, hey, hey,

you finish aging that photo?
Yeah, I left it on your desk.

You saw it, right?
That's why you brought her in.
-Brought who in?

-The girl in the picture.
Yeesh.
Kekoa: Ah, hell.
She was the doctor's patient.
What? We've gotta turn around

and tell Kekoa.
We can trace the call.
The cops think I did it.
Well, this will

prove them wrong.
His name is Gabriel.
I don't know how I knew,
but talking to him,

I just did.
He's someone from my past.
From before I could remember.
(Madison breathing heavily)
Where are we going?
Oh, Maddy.
Maddy.
-I just had to see you.

-Oh.
How are you holding up,

sweetie, hmm? Are you eating?
You look skinny.

I gotta cook more.
Mom, I need you to remember.
During the adoption,

did they say
if I had a brother
or anything?
No.
(faltering)
The only thing they would say

is if there were siblings,
they try to place them

in the same family.
Then who the hell is Gabriel?
(breathing shakily)
Madison: Mom?

Mom, what do you know?
(Frank and Jeanne)

â« Happy birthday... â«
You wanted a party

so bad, Maddy,
you nagged us
until your father gave in.
We invited
your whole class but...
They thought I was a freak.
I had no friends.
I remember that.
Frank:
â« ...birthday, dear Maddy... â«
â« Happy birthday to you â«
Blow it out, blow it out,

blow it out.
Jeanne: For nine wishes.
(Frank and Jeanne cheering)
(laughs)
Frank: Those look good.

Looks good.
Stop saying that.
They are.
Maddy, who are you talking to?
No one.
Frank: Maddy? Maddy,

what did we say about lying?
I wasn't.
Well, then
who were you talking to?
Gabriel.
Is he your imaginary friend?
Gabriel isn't made up.
He says that you are.
He says you're not

my real family.
-This is the nightmare that...

-Jeanne: Okay.
Ooh, that's a kick.
-(laughs)
-Frank: Ooh.
My little Christmas cutie

right here.
-Go get her ready for bed.

-Frank: Okay.
Maddy, playtime's over.
Santa won't come down the

chimney if you're still up.
Mommy said she'd love me

when the baby comes.
She said nothing would change.
I won't.
You can't make me.
Please don't hurt the baby.
Frank: Maddy? What's going on?
Nothing, Daddy.
Some of the conversations

you had with Gabriel
just chilled us to the bone.
Wait, so Gabriel was something

that I made up?
Whatever you went through

before you joined our family,
it hurt you in a way

that I can't even imagine.
I always figured
you created Gabriel
so that you could

survive that.
We thought if we
gave you enough love,
you wouldn't need him anymore.
I hope we weren't wrong.

(sniffles)
(low foreboding music playing)
Kekoa: E. May...
Thursday, July 23rd, 1992.
Today marks the seventh year
since Emily May

was entrusted into our care.
She remains unlike

any test subject
we have ever encountered

here at the clinic.
Though in recent months,

Emily started
exhibiting signs
of mental psychosis.
She says she's seeing visions,
and hearing thoughts

from the Devil.
I've contacted Dr. John

Gregory out at Hopkins
as well as Dr. Victor Fields
from the Los Angeles

Children's Hospital,
just to help determine

a course of action.
Kekoa: Dr. Florence Weaver.

Dr. Victor Fields.
Working the same case
along with Dr. John Gregory.
Holy shit.
(Madison gasping)
-(lights buzzing)
-(breathing shakily)
(siren wailing)
Dr. Gregory?
This is Seattle PD.
(muffled thud)
(gun clicks)
I need you to answer me.
(heart thumping rapidly)
Detective!
He's still here.
He's still here.
Oh, Jesus.
(blade rings)
-(snarls)
-(gasping)
(both grunting)
(Kekoa grunts)
(pained grunting)
(panting) Holy shit.
(panting heavily)
(grunts) I gotta be

out of my mind.
(Kekoa grunts)
(pained grunting)
-Kekoa: Stop!

-(gunshot)
(heavy thud)
(water trickling)
-(creaking)
-(Gabriel yells)
(gunshots)
Fuck me.
Kekoa: All three victims

were involved
in the same case study

they called Patient May.
You were the case study.

They were your doctors.
Uh, I'm sorry.
It's all blank before

Sydney's parents adopted me.
I think you were

born Emily May.
That's what he calls me.
Madison,
the department works

with a hypnotherapist
that helps unlock

repressed memories.
Trauma, sexual abuse, PTSD.
Would you be willing

to see one?
I knew it.
Regina: She's not a psychic,

God damn it.
(Sydney clears throat)
(hypnotherapist) We are gonna

turn back the hands of time.
The bygone years

reconstructing themselves.
I want you to go back

to before the adoption.

I think I'm in a hospital.
But I don't remember

any of it.
Okay, you've gone back
beyond your
conscious memories.
Can you tell us why

you're in the hospital?
I'm not sure.
But I'm better now.
That's why
they're here for me.
-(hypnotherapist) Who?

-Madison: My new parents.
They've come to take me

to my new home.
It's nice.
But he's here too.
Gabriel.
He followed me home
from the hospital.
Who is Gabriel?
Is he a friend?
He says he is, but I'm the

only one that can see him.
Frank: You ruined

your mother's cake.
-I didn't, it was Gabriel.

-Stop.
You can't keep lying

like this, Maddy.
-I'm not lying.

-There's no Gabriel.
Go to your room. Madison,

go to your room right now.
Madison: So when

he does something bad,
I'm the one

that gets in trouble.
(crying)
(phone ringtone playing)
-(sniffles)
-(ringing continues)
Go away.
What?
But she's sleeping.
I guess.
Really? You mean

like a good surprise?
(soft suspenseful music

playing)
(female voice whispers) Cut it.
(male voice whispers)

A nice slice of cake for Mom.
(voices continue whispering

indistinctly)
Madison!
(male voice) Cut her!
(screaming) No,

it wasn't me! It was Gabriel!
Please! No, no!
Please believe me!
Please!
Stop this. Stop this.

Stop this!
Get her out, get her out!

Get her out!
(Madison screaming)
-Stop this. Stop this.

-Kekoa: Beverly...
-Beverly!
-Get her out right now!
When I touch your forehead,

you will be back with us.
(stops screaming)
(gasps deeply)
-(panting)
-Hey. Okay?
-Maddy?
-(wheezes)
Jesus.
Are you okay?
I remember now.
It's happened before,
waking up in strange places,
seeing things.
I don't know how,

but Gabriel wanted to...
(Madison sighs)
What did he want, Madison?
To hurt the baby.
It's as if he knew
that with you here...
I wouldn't need him anymore.
And he was right.
He became a lost memory,
buried deep in the back

of my head...
until now.
The killer said

he was Gabriel.
My Gabriel.
Wait, are you saying

that the killer is
your imaginary friend?
(sirens wailing in distance)
(woman grunting)

Whoa!
Fuck!
(sirens wailing)
(dark dramatic music

continues)
Sydney: Everything's

gonna be okay.
Maddy? Maddy, listen.
Wait. Please.
Detective, wait. Please.
I don't know what's going on,
but Maddy couldn't

have done this.
You can't come back in here.

This is a crime scene now.
-Please just listen to me.

-No, you listen.
Back off,
or I'm gonna charge you
with being an accomplice.
Please.
Hey, you guys gotta see this.
(ominous music plays)
This is what he kills with.
It's the rest of

the missing trophy,
fashioned into a weapon.
I told you, from day one.

You got the murder weapon,
the coat, the gloves,
and Jeffrey Dahmer's workshop

in your attic.
It's over, Madison.
It was... It was Gabriel.
He got into my house.

He's done it before.
Enough with
the bogeyman story.
Please, Kekoa. Please.
You've seen him.
You know that it's not me.
-Who is the woman, Madison?

-I don't know.
Gabriel must have snuck her

into my house.
Regina: Let me

tell you what I think.
You were sick in the head

when you were young.
Those doctors helped you.

It worked for a while.
But now your sickness is back
and you blame them

for fucking you up.
-(lights buzzing)

-Madison: No. No.
It's not me.
Stop lying to us.
I'm telling the fucking truth!
(lights bursting)
Regina: Shit!
(cell phone vibrating)

He wants to talk to you.
(phone continues vibrating)
You have got to be kidding me.
(static crackling)
This is Detective Shaw.
(electronic feedback shrills)
Gabriel: Hello, Detective.
Who am I talking to?
Gabriel: You know who I am.

You found me.
I didn't find you soon enough.
But you found my things.

I want them back.
Why was your stuff

in her attic, hmm?
You trying to incriminate her?
Dumb bitch didn't even know

I was nesting in her home.
Is all this personal?
If my blade had punched a hole

in your face last night,
would that have been personal?
Who are you, Gabriel?
Oh, I thought she had

already told you.
I'm a figment
of her imagination.
(Gabriel laughing maniacally)
Ask her what

she used to call me.
The Devil.
(static crackles,

line disconnects)
You see, Syd? That's why
we never throw anything out.
You never know when something

would come in handy.
Here.
(woman on phone)

Yes, we had an Emily May.
She was remanded to our care
by the Simion
Research Hospital.
It says here they've been

shuttered since the 90s.
So it's just been

sitting there empty?
Sorry, I don't know.

That was before my time.
(line beeps)
(suspenseful music playing)
Whoa.
(suspenseful music continues)
-(muffled clattering)

(soft rattling)
(Sydney breathing heavily)
Sydney: Records storage.

Basement Level.
Of course.
Please, Officer. Officer!

I'm not supposed to be here!
I haven't done anything wrong!
I am not supposed to be here,

God damn it!
They made a mistake.

-(thud)
(woman chuckling)
-(urinating)
-Princess.
(indistinct chatter)
(woman laughing)
Sydney: Emily May.
"...the result
of an absorption in utero,
"growing in sync
with patient..."
(objects clattering)
Today, we'll be speaking

to the subjects' mother,
Serena May.
15 years of age.
Poor girl was raped and

carried her pregnancy to term.
She's decided to entrust

her children to our care.
This could be
a phenomenal opportunity
to further our research.
Now, are you sure

you want to do this, Serena?
It's okay,
there's no judgment here.
Mama won't help me.
She called my pregnancy

a transgression against God.
I don't know how to look

after them on my own.
He's an abomination.
I don't know what else

to do, Doctor.
Please look after Emily.
Dr. Weaver: Don't worry.

You can have peace of mind
knowing we'll provide

the best medical care.
They told me that she died

while giving birth.
Those lying cock-knockers.

Dr. Weaver: Now,

we're just going to need you
and your mother

to sign some paperwork.
(EKG beeping)
When will she wake up?
She's in a coma, Detective.

It's in God's hands.
Regina: Hey, you were right

about the Underground.
Jane Doe was a tour guide

down there.
Employee of the Month.
Kekoa: Serena May.
This is Madison's
birth mother.
Dr. Weaver:

Emily, are you okay?
Are you scared?
Well, don't be.

He won't wake up, I promise.
I've given him

a heavy sedative.
It's probably why

you're feeling sleepy too.
We just wanted
a private moment with you
without Gabriel listening in.
We've noticed in recent weeks

you've become more aggressive.
Can you tell us why?
(whimpers softly)
He's been telling me

to do things.
Bad things.
To hurt people.
Dr. Weaver: Is that why

you attacked Bobby Fey?
But Bobby's twice your size.
Gabriel makes me strong.
He told me to kill Bobby.
Dr. Weaver: He actually

said those words?
Sometimes he speaks words...
and other times,

the words are in my head.
And then...
Then they aren't

really words anymore.
Just feelings.
But I knew what

he wanted me to do.
He pretends to be nice.
But he's the Devil.
Dr. Weaver: Okay.
I'm going to wake him up.

Why don't you come around
after I've injected him?
-(Madison whimpers)

-(liquid squirts)
(Madison gasps)
-(screeching)
-(ominous music playing)
-(both gasp)

-Oh, my God!
Oh, God!
Sydney: Oh, my God! Maddy!
Dr. Weaver:

So what exactly is Gabriel?
Gabriel is an extreme version

of a teratoma.
A tumor consisting of tissues,

hair, teeth, muscles, bones.
But more specifically,

in this case,
it's a parasitic twin.
When two embryos

develop in the womb
don't separate
like they should,
one twin is dominant,
while the other

is underdeveloped.
It's not considered conjoined
because
the underdeveloped twin
is dependent on the body

of the other.
Like a parasite,
Gabriel feeds off Emily.
(woman 1) What's the matter,

Pollyanna?
You get lost on the way
to the country club?
(laughter)
Look, I don't
want any trouble.
I don't give a fuck

what you want.
An apple.
Pig.
A teddy bear.
We're starting to suspect

that Gabriel
can somehow access

the region to the brain
that process visual stimuli,
and make Emily see

what he wants her to see.
This would explain

her recent claims
of hallucinations
and waking dreams.
(woman 1) What the fuck

did you do to get in here?
Forget to separate
the recycling?
(laughter)
But I'm willing to play nice

for a price.
What you got?
(Madison grunts) Guard!
No! No!
(woman 2) Bitch.

-(both grunting)
-(Madison groaning)
(woman 1 laughs)
-(screeching)
-(Madison screaming)
Gabriel, stop it.
(machine whirring)
(bursting)
(lights bursting)
(Madison grunting)
-(squelching)
-What the fuck?
(grunting convulsively)
(woman 2) Oh, shit.
Yo, this bitch

is having a seizure.
Because they literally

share the same brain,
I think he's able

to trick her mind
and make her think she's

living her life as usual.
Essentially, placing her

in a mental prison.
When in reality,
Gabriel has hijacked her body

and is using it himself.
(gasps and screams)
It's time to cut out

the cancer.
Gabriel's parasitic nature

has increased significantly
as he's now siphoning

more fluids and nutrients,
resulting in severe
weight loss.
So Dr. Fields, Dr. Gregory,

and myself have concluded,
the only way to save Emily

is to excise the teratoma.
Now, Gabriel is conjoined

at the brain,
so full removal
could kill Emily
or result in permanent
brain damage.
Course of action would be

to remove what we can
and suppress the rest

into her skull.
Let's close her up.
(squelching)
(all screaming)
-(growls)
(Madison screaming)
(growls)
What the fuck?
(grunting)
(women whimpering)
Holy shit! Oh, God damn!
(bones cracking)
(bones snap)
-(women continue whimpering)

-(bones cracking)
(woman 3) Get me outta here!
Guard!
Get the motherfuckin' guard!
-(neck snaps)

-Guard!
(woman 4 screams)
Hey! Open
the motherfuckin' door!
No!
Holy shit! Hey!
(guard grunting)
(guard groaning)
(cell phone ringing)
Sydney: Keh? Listen.
Gabriel is inside of Madison.
He's been using her

this whole time.
He's been controlling her body

like a puppet.
Whoa, whoa, whoa,

Sydney, slow down.
You're not making any sense.
Sydney: I found

Madison's history.
She was born

with a parasitic twin.
Gabriel has been dormant
all of these years.
When Derek smashed

Madison's head
against the wall,

it woke Gabriel up.
-Bitch!
Jeez, Sydney, that's insane.
Madison's birth mother is

still alive, Keh. They lied.
I know. She's the woman
who fell out

of Madison's attic.
We sent her
to Seattle Medical.
Are you kidding me?

We have to talk to her.
She's the only person

left alive who knows anything.
(muffled clanging)
-(muffled shouting)

-(running footsteps)
(man muffled)

It's in the stairs, quick!
-(muffled clang)

-(man screaming)
(muffled thudding)
-(gunshots)
-It's coming from inside.

-Kekoa: Shit.
I gotta go. I gotta go.
Keh? Keh?
Fuck.
-(tires screeching)

-(car horn honking)
(electricity buzzing)
(suspenseful music playing)
(pants)
(gasps) Oh, God.
(both gasp)
(snarls)
(indistinct shouting)
Shit! We're getting shot at!
Stay back.
We need backup.
Send the National

fucking Guard!
Madison!
Kekoa: Madison!
(Gabriel growls)
(Kekoa groaning)
Get off him, motherfucker!
(groaning) Fuck!

(gunshot)
(Kekoa groaning)
(Regina groans)
Oh, my God.
Okay. Fuck.
Told you not to get

your ass kicked.
-(both groaning)

-Regina: Okay.
(dramatic music playing)
(breathing shakily)
-Regina.
-(Kekoa coughs)
Oh, my God, Kekoa!
(keypad beeping)
Why am I calling the police?
Call paramedics. Now!
Oh, Reg...
(both groaning)
Oh, my God.
The mother,
she's going for her.
The hospital. You gotta go.
I'll stay with her. It's okay.

Paramedics are on the way.
I'll be fine. Now go stop him.
Go!
(elevator bell dings)
(officer) Sorry, ma'am,

this area is restricted.
Right, I know, Officer,
but if you could just call

Detective Kekoa Shaw,
then he can fill you in,
and just tell him

that Sydney Lake is here.
I'm sorry.
Nobody is allowed in here.
I cannot let you by unless

Detective Shaw is here with...
(electrical whining)
(stifled groan)
-What's wrong? Are you okay?

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Are you having a heart attack?
-My pacemaker.
-Okay.
-It's burning.
-(electrical buzzing)
(pained scream)
-Please go get help.

-Okay.
-(pacemaker explodes)

(Sydney screams)
(Sydney panting)
Sydney!
(electronic feedback whines)
Gabriel: I was

saving you for last.
(electricity bursting)
(yelping)
Gabriel: She chose you...
(Sydney screaming)
...over me.
Her own flesh and blood.
I should have killed you

before you were born!
(yells)
Gabriel, no!
Gabriel.
Please forgive me.
I should never have

given you away.
You were my son.
And I should have loved you

no matter what.
-Serena: Emily!
No! No! No!

You're hurting her!
-(growls)
-Sydney, get outta here!
-(Sydney screams)
(breathes shakily)
Gabriel: Go on.
-Madison?
-Gabriel: Shoot me!
Madison, I know
you're in there.
Gabriel: And kill her.
What did you do to my sister?
She's not your sister!
(screams and groans)
Sydney!
-(snarls)
-Maddy, please.
Gabriel: She can't hear you.
Maddy, I know you can hear me.

You have to fight him.
Gabriel: Madison's not home.
Madison,
he killed your babies.
He was the cause

of your miscarriages.
He was feeding off

of your fetuses
to build himself back up.
Maddy, please,
please come back.
(bones crack)
Gabriel: Goodbye, sis.
Gabriel, no!
-(gunshot)
-(gasps, sobbing)
Gabriel: I wanted

you to see...
No, Gabriel. Please.
...what you made me.
I'm so sorry.
(muffled grunting)
(muffled groaning)
(beeping rate increasing)
(muffled whimpering)
(beeping rapidly)
(flatlining)
Gabriel: A monster.
Madison: No, Gabriel.
You were always a monster.
Gabriel: What?
What's happening?
Madison...
(echoing) Now, I can do

all the mind tricks you can.
(EKG beeping steadily)
Gabriel: No.
Not possible!
Did you forget

we share the same brain?
I didn't ask
to be tethered to you.
You don't deserve your body.
I can use it better than you.
Not anymore.
You don't get to control me

ever again.
It's over, Gabriel.
I'm taking it all back.
My mind, my body,
my everything.
Now, you get to live

in a world that I create.
(Gabriel grunts)
You can't lock me

in here forever.
You'll always be stuck

with me.
Sooner or later
I will get out.
I know, but next time

I'll be ready for you.
(gasps deeply)
(groans loudly)
(grunts, wheezes)
-(wheezing)
-(Gabriel wails)
(Madison groaning)
Maddy?
Maddy? Is that you?
Sydney, I'm so sorry.
I'm gonna lift this off you.
No, it's too heavy.

It was always my body.
If he was strong enough

to do this, then so am I.
(sniffles)
(Sydney softly) Hey. Hey.
Hey, stay with me. Hey.
Hey, look at me. Hey.
(soft music playing)
(Sydney sniffling)
(crying)
All my life, I've yearned
for a blood connection

with someone.
Yet in the end, it was right

in front of me all along.
Blood or not, you will

always be my sister.
And I will always love you.
(soft music continues)
(electrical buzzing)

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So, it's becoming

that not only is Gabriel

he's becoming more malicious.

If his strength and ability

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<font color="#87CEFA">(groans softly)</font>

<font color="#87CEFA">(muffled sports commentary

<font color="#87CEFA">(announcer)</font> Frankie is trying

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