[Down-tempo music plays]
[Music builds, continues]
I can't go with you tomorrow.
What? Why not?
I'm grounded indefinitely.
How did you get grounded?
My mom found the books
and then lost her mind.
She made me return them.
I think she'd rather
find pot in my room
than a book on Ashland Falls.
That's messed up.
Well, what did you do?
I returned them.
She drove me to the library
and watched me do it.
And she was mad... like, mad.
Well, listen. I think
my theory was right.
You have a new theory
on this house every day.
We are looking in
the wrong places.
The town borders not only
changed, they shrunk.
How'd you know?
It all goes back
to the power gr...
[Knock on door]
Uh, just a minute!
Come in!
I said come in.
Ashley.
I thought you said your parents
were taking your brother
to college.
[Dramatic music plays]
[Knock on door]
- [Gasps]
Ash.
Ash.
[Music builds]
[Hinges squeak]
- [Exhales sharply]
Jesus, Ash.
Stop freaking me out, okay?
It's probably Jesse
just messing with me.
Are you sure? Do you
want me to call someone?
No. No. It's...
It's fine.
[Floorboard creaking,
clock ticking]
There's... nobody here.
Want to come over?
No.
No. It's fine.
[Knock on door]
[Gasps]
Natalie?
[Down-tempo music plays]
It's nice.
It's definitely better than the
last place Bonnie showed us.
Uh, I only showed
you that last place
to get it out of your system
because I knew you would
keep asking me about it.
You know us well.
Now, this place is about the
same price, but twice the space.
How can that be?
Sounds like a red flag, right?
- Mm. Could be a red flag.
But it's been on the market
for about three years,
and the sellers
are very motivated.
Where is Isabel?
I think she's still in the car.
Stop worrying about your sister.
Any place is better than
a freshman dorm room.
And this place definitely
has enough room for Isabel.
Uh... Oh. She is still
going to live with you?
Isn't that still the plan?
- Yeah.
At least for her first semester.
Well, I guess I can
finally get my piano.
[Door opens, closes]
Hey, Izzy. What do you think?
Oh, and, uh, congratulations
on your scholarship.
Thanks, Bonnie.
I'm sure your mother
would be very proud.
She would.
And this place has tons
of space for your art.
You still do that, right?
Art?
It's what she got
the scholarship for.
Uh, so...
[Thunder rumbling, rain falling]
[Down-tempo music plays]
There's at least two leaks
in the master bedroom.
It even got to the first floor.
I'm looking at the
living room right now.
The living room?
How bad is it?
[Sighs] It's a mess, Bonnie.
I can send someone out this
afternoon and take a look.
Are you sure it's not
a plumbing problem?
Old pipes can leak,
too, you know.
Yeah, I-I'm pretty sure.
But the roof was
listed as new, right?
It was. Have you
checked Maria's studio?
No, I have not checked
Maria's studio yet.
Let me call you back.
[Machine whirring]
I'm gonna show you how to
make these two ends meet
using an easy trick.
[Knock on door]
But first, my husband has to
do his regular interruption.
Sorry, everyone. I'm
just looking for leaks.
Forgot you were recording.
- It's okay.
We've been dealing
with a lot of bad leaks
from the storm last night.
Uh, I think my
studio was spared.
I thought you retired
Martha the Mannequin.
Oh, I love Martha.
She's all I have left of my
first studio in New York.
Sure, she's seen better days.
She's about as well
maintained as our roof.
I get it. I get it.
You don't like Martha.
Now get out of here.
[Thunder rumbling,
birds, insects chirping]
Hello there.
Hey. Are you my neighbor?
I am.
I thought this house was gonna
sit on the market forever.
My name's Larry.
- I'm Chuck.
I thought this place
was a ghost town.
Haven't really met anybody yet.
Been dealing with some
housewarming issues
since moving in.
Yeah? What kind?
That rain we got last night.
Roof leaked in
almost every room.
[Chuckles] Yeah.
That will happen
in these old homes.
Hopefully I'll
have some recourse
against your old neighbor.
Said the roof was new.
Definitely not new.
Oh. Sorry to hear that.
Pain in the a*s.
But I doubt there's
any recourse to be had.
Why is that?
'Cause the previous owner
k*lled himself, Chuck.
They didn't mention that?
You were right about the roof.
The seller listed it as
replaced three years ago.
You sent in all the pictures?
- Yeah.
[Exhales sharply]
I got up there.
That roof is not new.
Not sure how my inspector
could have missed that.
[Sighs]
But don't worry. I'll
figure it all out.
- Thanks.
- And don't forget.
Next week you owe
me a testimonial
saying how great
Bonnie Davis Realty is.
[Dramatic music plays]
Chuck? You there?
Yeah. Yeah. Sounds good.
I'll call you tomorrow.
Okay. Bye, now.
[Birds chirping]
[Machine whirring]
Hey. Hon?
Maria.
What time is it?
It's early. Just...
Just look outside.
My God.
It's not here!
How the hell did it get outside?
Did you put it out there?
Do you think I would do that?
No, but it didn't walk
out there on its own.
What's going on? [Door closes]
What are you doing
out here, Martha?
[Sighs]
Hey. What's going on out here?
Hey, Larry.
I'm beginning to think
it has a mind of its own.
You don't know how
this got out here?
My best guess is that my
little sister is taking on
a dark sense of humor.
How is she?
Isabel.
Her, uh, mental
well-being, I should say.
Why are you asking me that?
I know what happened
to your mother.
With the car accident?
Maria sort of filled
me in on your story.
I'm very sorry.
This... This town has
had a lot of... suicide.
[Dramatic music plays]
People struggling with
depression seem...
the most vulnerable.
To her.
Sorry. "Her"?
Keep an eye out on
Isabel is all I'm saying.
She knows how to
mess with people.
Isabel.
Wait. That's it?
That's all you're gonna say?
We have a wonderful library.
You should read up on
the town's history a bit.
Friends of Gardening
are welcome.
Gardening?
[Breathing shallowly]
Don't... do it.
I'm sorry?
Don't... do it.
Are you okay?
What's your name?
Ashley.
Can I call someone
for you, Ashley?
No.
Trust me.
Just put the books
back and leave.
Don't... do it.
Listen.
It's real.
It's... It's all real.
Just don't look for it.
Just... Just get
out of this town.
You looking for Forest Road?
What's that? [Scanner beeping]
People who, uh, take out
these old archival books
are always thinking they're
gonna find Forest Road.
[Chuckles] It can't be found.
Uh, I've... I've
never heard of it.
[Scanner beeps]
Oh, by the way,
there's a young girl back
there that seems really upset.
Also, I think somebody
left a stack of books
in the middle of the
aisle in the arts section.
I'm on it.
[Clears throat] Here you go.
Thanks.
[Floorboards creaking]
[Dramatic music plays]
[Music builds]
[Doorbell rings]
Olivia.
- Hi, Mr. Wilson.
- Come on in.
You're my first student
at the new house.
Uh, let me take your coat.
Have a seat.
What should I do?
Let's start with some
scales. How about a C major?
[Off-key notes playing]
So we're starting with
the basics, I see.
Not to worry. I teach
all skill levels.
Can I get you some water?
- Water would be great.
You got it.
It's honestly refreshing
to teach someone like you
instead of the kids in my class
who think they know everything
there is about music already.
[Off-key notes playing, thud]
So I think this
will work out well.
[Water running, mid-tempo
music playing on piano]
So you do have some
skills after all.
Why were you...
[Music continues]
There... There's a
woman at the piano.
A woman?
[Keys thud, music stops]
[Dramatic music plays]
I-I th... I think I should go.
Wait.
Wait. Olivia, what happened?
She just started playing.
I didn't see her face.
I didn't want to see her face.
[Insects chirping]
...on the Internet.
If any record existed, I'm sure
the town got rid of it long ago.
Right. But what
happened in 1980?
Hey.
Chuck.
[Indistinct conversations]
You found us.
Maria is out of town,
so I thought I might check
out Friends of Gardening.
You hiding your gardens
from the Gestapo?
Subject matter of
these meetings...
is something a lot
of the townspeople
would rather never
get discussed.
Have you seen her?
Seen who?
Come on. Have a seat.
Thanks to those of you
who made it out tonight.
I see some more empty
seats this time.
I get that.
It's not easy to talk about.
I sometimes wish we had
an addiction of some kind.
But we've got her.
You know why the other ones
are not showing up, right?
They're scared.
I'm telling you.
One youth suicide.
Everyone is hiding again.
It's starting to feel
like 1980 all over again.
You weren't here in 1980.
It's not that bad. Yet.
I don't know.
The library books
started showing up again.
Something's going on.
We haven't had a
suicide in years.
And now that young girl, Ashley.
It really does feel like we're
starting another bad wave.
Let's not hit the
panic button yet, okay?
Anyway, Chuck here
is new to town.
[Chuckles]
I'm sorry.
Hey, everyone.
You must be wondering what
we do in these meetings.
Everyone here has been
affected by her in some way.
Lost a loved one
to suicide or...
just being terrorized
by her in some way.
Could be through
a lost loved one
or even a sentimental object.
Sometimes through their dreams.
The dreams are the
worst. They won't stop.
I have my home on the market,
but truthfully, I'm...
thinking about just walking
away from the mortgage.
Screw it.
From what I heard,
Ashley's parents
put their place on the market
once it started for her.
They should've just left.
I mean, I don't care
what kind of financial
situation you're in.
You have to go if
you're high risk.
And she was clearly high risk.
I honestly don't think
it would have mattered.
It's like an infection.
She stays with
you once she's in.
I'm sorry, everyone.
I don't know much about this.
Who are you talking about?
You keep saying "her."
I-I don't know who that is.
Helen Foster.
[Dramatic music plays]
Who's that?
She's the one that's been
inflicting pain on this town
for decades.
It's the reason why we
keep these meetings secret.
The town discourages active
dialogue about Helen.
They say it's because they don't
want to perpetuate myths, but...
Which is just bullshit.
It's bullshit. They
know she exists.
They're just scared. They
don't know how to stop it.
It's because it
can't be stopped.
It can be stopped if
we find Forest Road.
Forest Road.
825 Forest Road.
It's where Helen is said
to have lived in the '40s,
when she k*lled herself.
It's like no one
knows where it's at.
- It doesn't exist.
- [Sighs] No. Wait.
Listen.
I'm sure it existed once, right?
But it's gone now.
It has to be. It's why
nobody can find it.
And I know you've all tried.
Don't forget I... I see
what books you check out.
No. Nobody can find it
because they're not
looking in the right place.
How do you know there's
a right place to look?
I mean, there's not one
bit of evidence that proves
the house can still be found.
Hey. Every abandoned structure
in town's been checked.
[Dramatic music plays] I
don't know where to look.
Then stop looking. You
ever thought about that?
Finding that house is the
only way to get rid of her.
Don't you get that? Hmm?
Destroy the house,
destroy Helen.
If that's where she died,
that has to be where her power
over this town comes from.
It's obvious it's
outside the town borders
as they're drawn today.
Has to be out there somewhere.
I'm sorry, everyone,
but I think it's, uh,
time to cut this meeting
short, get going.
Is it her?
We're just being careful.
sh*t. I'm out of here.
You know, sometimes she
ends our meetings abruptly.
It's happened once or twice.
You just have to keep an
eye out for the signs.
[Ghostly voices echoing]
[Woman laughing]
[Bones crack]
Art?
It's what she got
the scholarship for.
[Down-tempo music plays]
- Uh, so... what do you think?
Well, I'm amazed at the price.
I-I feel like we're gonna find
dead bodies in the basement.
[Chuckles]
Mm. No mention of dead
bodies in the disclosure.
Listen.
This town just has really old
homes but with very good bones,
which is what you want.
[Light switch clicks,
electricity crackling]
Lease is up in the
city next month.
[Floorboards creaking]
I don't think we can wait.
Yeah. It's... It's
got good bones.
So... should we put
an offer in today?
Isabel, what do you think?
[Birds chirping, water running]
[Dramatic music plays]
I'm not sure moving
to this tiny town
with Chuck and Maria
was a good idea.
Chuck's in his own world,
teaching, giving piano lessons.
Maria's super distracted
with the store opening
and her live stream.
The strangest thing is
that since I moved here,
I've been having these
dreams about my mother.
And every time,
it feels so real.
I know what Dr. Lewis would say.
I just miss her so much,
and it's causing me
to feel these things.
[Thunder rumbling,
insects chirping]
[Knock on door, hinges creaking]
Hey. Sorry to interrupt.
Who were you talking to?
Oh, it's just something
Dr. Lewis suggested
until I find someone
more local...
keep a daily journal of my...
you know, thoughts and feelings.
Stupid stuff.
[Thunder rumbling]
Um...
...do you think
therapy is helping?
Yes, Chuck.
What do you care? It's
not costing you anything.
I'm your brother.
I just want to make sure
it's actually helping you.
[Thunder rumbling]
Wow. Izzy, these are good.
When did you draw this?
Kind of looks like
our new house.
I don't really remember.
Two, three years ago, maybe.
[Thunder rumbling]
What's this one?
Is that you?
Whose hand is that?
Mom's?
I can't remember
why I drew that.
Just remember I drew it
right after you left us.
I didn't leave you. I...
Maybe you can help unpack some
of the kitchen stuff tomorrow.
Take your mind off things.
Just stack it all
up like Mom did?
Remember that?
Stacking all the bowls
and dishes in a pyramid
and leaving a note that said...
They won't put themselves away.
[Chuckles softly] Yeah.
Get some sleep.
[Engine revving]
- Mom?
[Tires screeching,
horn blares, crash]
[Birds chirping]
Maria.
What time is it?
It's early. Just...
Just look outside.
It's not here!
How the hell did it get outside?
Did you put it out there?
Do you think I would do that?
No, but it didn't walk
out there on its own.
What's going on?
- My dressing mannequin.
- What about it?
It's outside in the
yard. [Door closes]
The yard? How'd it get there?
Damn it, Isabel. Somebody
put it out there.
You don't think
it was me, do you?
I don't know.
I'm not worried
about my mannequin.
But that dress could have
been ruined if it had rained.
[Birds chirping]
Sorry. "Her"?
Keep an eye out on
Isabel is all I'm saying.
She knows how to
mess with people.
Isabel.
Wait. That's it?
That's all you're gonna say?
You should read up on
the town's history a bit.
We have a wonderful library.
Friends of Gardening
are welcome.
[Sighs] What the hell
were you thinking?
You really think I'd
do that to Maria?
Chuck.
[Dramatic music plays]
It wasn't me.
[Insects chirping]
[Playing Satie's
Gymnopdie No. 1]
[Keys jingling, door opens]
[Music continues]
[Door closes]
[Struggling with notes]
Where'd you go?
Maria's out of town,
and you haven't answered
your phone all night.
[Cabinet opens, bottle sliding]
[Liquid pouring]
Where'd you go, Chuck?
Just out.
Larry and I went for a drink
after their, uh,
gardening meeting.
Why? Is, uh, something wrong?
[Exhales deeply] I don't know.
It's... just been
weird around here.
I can't explain it.
And there's this
girl at my school.
Uh, her name's Ashley.
Last night, she k*lled herself.
Are you okay?
Uh...
[Down-tempo music plays]
...I don't think so.
Some things are
happening that...
I really can't tell if
they're just in my head
or if they're real.
I have a friend from school.
His name's Luke.
He said something about
this town having an...
effect on people.
Have you heard that?
No.
Have you ever...
ever had suicidal
thoughts yourself?
My heart...
My heart hurts every day.
Like... physical pain.
[Voice breaking] I
hate this feeling.
Has your therapist
prescribed you anything?
I'm sure there's a pill out
there that can help you.
I don't understand why you
think I'd want to be medicated.
[Sniffs, sighs]
Okay.
No pills?
Then stick with the therapy.
But stop blaming yourself
for what happened to Mom.
That is a hole you do
not want to go down.
Mom would never blame you.
Hell, even the police said
it was nobody's fault.
It was a car accident.
A random tragedy.
Happens all the time.
And the shitty thing is that
this time it happened to us.
It didn't happen to
us. It happened to me.
I lost her, too.
You lost her a long time ago.
I realize I didn't do a
good job keeping in touch
when I left...
- "A good job."
Your wife didn't even
know you had a sister.
[Floorboards creaking]
[Birds chirping]
[Doorbell rings]
Hi.
Um, is Isabel home?
I'm here.
It's nice to meet
you, Mr. Wilson.
This is my brother, Chuck.
Chuck, this is Luke from school.
Oh. Okay. It... It's
nice to meet you.
Uh, I'm starting
there next semester.
Right. Music history.
You signing up?
Um, maybe. [Chuckles]
Let's go. We'll be upstairs.
Oh. Uh, okay.
Just... Just leave the door...
[Door closes]
Sorry. Let me
clear some things.
You made these?
Yeah.
So, you never answered my
question the other day.
What question?
Have you seen something?
Is there something to see?
[Chuckles] In this town?
Yeah.
And people who start
to ask questions
usually have seen something.
Chuck went to some meeting.
Gardening people?
- [Chuckles]
Friends of Gardening. Yeah.
Uh, they try to
fly under the radar
so they can talk
about it openly.
But everybody knows they're
not talking about gardening.
What are they talking about?
This town has been rumored
to be haunted forever.
Did I tell you about
the library thing?
Okay.
Well, some guy hung himself
years ago in the library.
He used a stack of books
to climb up on a rope.
The creepy part is that
the same stack of books
have been seen by people walking
in that aisle since then.
They got rid of those books,
and still they would turn
up stacked in that aisle.
[Knock on door]
Hey. Uh, I'm sorry
to interrupt.
Uh, were you just in my studio?
No. Why?
Um, nothing. It's...
It's nothing.
Um, I'm... I'm sorry to
bother. It's nice to meet you.
[Door closes]
Your sister?
In-law.
So what's behind it all?
- Right.
So, it's all tied to
a woman who lived here
like a half-century
ago... Helen Foster.
Her daughter was bullied
at the school... like, bad.
Really bad. And nobody
did a thing about it.
Helen wrote the school.
She even wrote the family of
the bully dozens of letters,
and still it never stopped.
Her daughter committed suicide.
Helen went down a spiral.
She lost her job, was
about to lose her house
when she k*lled the parents of
the bully and the bully, too.
And then she k*lled herself.
Put a shotgun in
her mouth. Boom.
What house was hers?
Nobody knows.
Just an address...
825 Forest Road,
which doesn't exist
on any current map.
Has anyone ever tried
to find the house?
[Chuckles] Oh, yeah.
But the only existing
maps from the time
have been under a court-ordered
seal since the '50s.
A while back, the town
council was supposed to vote
on unsealing the documents...
You know, throw open everything
on the location
of Helen's home...
but they never got the chance.
The 1980 town council meeting.
Yep.
Nobody really knows
what happened that day.
Uh, when the meeting
was supposed to start,
the room was locked.
People could see the
town-council members
and just one lone
woman in the audience.
Helen Foster.
[Dramatic music plays]
[Birds cawing]
I don't think this is working
the way I hoped it would.
It's the dreams.
I've never experienced
anything like this in my life
until I moved here.
[Down-tempo music plays]
They're so real.
They usually involve my mother.
I had a dream I went downstairs
and she was in the kitchen,
just standing there.
I called out to her.
She wouldn't answer me.
She would just... stare.
Then she just...
started screaming.
It was this...
bloodcurdling scream.
[Exhales sharply]
I'd only heard that scream once.
[Sniffles]
It was right before she died.
Thanks for inviting
me out tonight.
I didn't want to go
to this place alone.
No. It... It could be fun.
You want to check it out?
[Insects chirping,
vehicles passing]
[Down-tempo music plays]
Anything here catch your eye?
So much good stuff here.
I love when a painting has
something hidden within it,
something you might never notice
unless you stare
at it for hours.
[Chuckles softly]
What?
I don't know. Maybe
it's just, um...
It's exactly what
Chuck says about music.
There's something locked
inside that you won't find
unless you hear
it over and over.
[Chuckles softly]
Um, you want something to drink?
Sure.
Sparkling water if you have it.
- Two.
- You got it.
[Water pouring]
Thank you.
Was this whole
night Chuck's idea?
No. It was mine, actually.
Thanks.
You know, I thought
you didn't like me.
Why would you think that?
Come on.
You guys were fine with
your life in the city,
your apartment.
And here I come out of the
blue to mess everything up
and send you running
for the 'burbs.
Um...
Listen. Um...
So, I have a sister.
She lives on the other
side of the country,
and the only time I ever see
her is on my sewing vlog.
You know, she sees me.
Um, but we are distant.
She just... She
never understood
the stuff that I went
through when I was younger.
What do you mean?
Um...
Well, I have, um,
bipolar disorder.
I have medication.
It keeps it mostly
in check for me.
I didn't know that.
Yeah.
It's not something Chuck and
I even talk about... ever.
Um, I've had two episodes
since we've known each other.
One time he found me in
the middle of the night,
um... just swollen
eyes and bloody nose.
I was just standing in the
hallway of our building
like I had no idea where I was.
Were you okay?
Eventually, yeah.
And... And don't get me wrong.
Chuck, he's very supportive.
But he just doesn't
get it. [Laughs]
He just doesn't get anything
that he can't
physically fix himself.
Um...
what I'm trying to say
is, um, just I get it...
what you're going through.
[Woman gasps, glass breaks]
[Crowd murmuring]
[Dramatic music plays]
God. Come on. Let's go.
Attention, everyone.
The gallery is closing.
Please leave in an
orderly fashion.
Hey. Uh, let's go.
[Music builds]
[Insects chirping]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Light switch clicks]
[Light switch clicks]
[Light switch clicks,
electricity crackling]
[Threads scraping]
[Bulb clatters]
[Light switch clicks,
electricity crackling]
[Dramatic music plays]
[Hinges creaking]
[Whimpers]
[Music builds]
[High-pitched ringing, breath
echoing, heart beating]
[Ringing fades, heartbeat slows]
[Birds chirping]
[Gasps] [Dramatic music plays]
It's getting worse every night.
I think I need to leave.
Okay. So a move to campus
would be great, right?
What?
It's Chuck.
He moved out when I was
young, and I hated him for it.
Now I feel like I'd be
doing the same thing,
just when we finally had the
chance to be a family again.
Okay. So what do
you want to do?
Honestly? I want to
find Forest Road.
[Laughs] You're not the first.
Chuck has stacks of
books from the library,
looking for any kind of clue.
- That's already been tried.
- Maybe you can help.
- No.
- No?
- No.
I'm not getting
involved in that.
- Why not?
- Look.
Some people think
Ashley and her friend
were looking for
Forest Road, too.
So?
And they might have found it.
One of her friends
told me that...[Sighs]
...strange things
started happening to her
before she took her life.
It might be because
she found Forest Road.
- Is that true?
- [Chuckles]
I don't know! Nobody
knows. That's the point.
I'm not taking that risk.
I don't walk under ladders, I
won't open umbrellas indoors,
and I won't look
for Forest Road.
No way.
Maybe you could just find
out how Ashley did it.
Like what she was up to.
- You're not listening.
[Phone buzzing]
Chuck. What's up?
Hey, can you make it
back to the house?
Yeah, I can be there.
Is everything okay?
There's nothing to worry about.
I just need someone
to stay with Maria.
- And she's okay?
- She's fine.
Just had a little
scare. Can you make it?
Yeah. I'm just
10 minutes away.
I'll come home now.
- What's up?
- I have to go.
I'll call you later.
[Birds cawing]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Door opens, closes]
What's going on?
[Sniffles]
Are you okay, Maria?
Everything's fine.
You start packing. I'll
be back in a little while.
[Keys jingling]
Looking for Helen Foster's home?
Who is Helen Foster?
[Door closes]
[Hangers rattling,
knock on door]
Hey.
Can I come in?
Yep.
You leaving?
Yep.
Tomorrow. Moving to campus.
Chuck wants me out after
what happened to Maria.
Just like that.
Out of his life again.
How's she doing?
Not good.
Probably gonna leave
in a couple days, too.
Where will they go?
I don't know.
Chuck's just stalling.
He thinks he can find it.
Well, that's what I
wanted to talk about.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Oh. I... I met your mom.
[Dramatic music plays]
She looks a little
different here.
Nice woman.
What did you just say?
Your mom? This is her, right?
She let me in.
That's not funny.
What's not funny?
My mom's dead, Luke.
She died in a car
crash a few months ago.
You mean you saw Maria?
I, uh...
W-Who is this?
That's my mother.
That's not who you saw.
Are you f*cking with me?
Luke...
...what did you see?
Well, w-when I knocked on
the door, a-a woman answered.
She said she was your mother.
I-I said, "Nice to meet you."
She said you were up
in your room and...
and she'd be up to
check on you later.
[Glass breaking in distance]
[Floorboards creaking]
[Music builds]
Hey. Uh, I'm sorry. I...
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe... I was wrong.
I-I have to go.
[Singsong voice] Isabel.
[Inhales sharply] Maria?
Isabel... it's Mommy.
[Hoarse laughter]
[Dramatic music plays]
[Gasps, whispering indistinctly]
These dishes won't
put themselves away.
[Laughs]
Where are you, honey?
- [Gasps]
[Inhales sharply,
exhales deeply]
Don't you want to see
what you did to me?
[Music fades, ends]
[Growls]
- [Screams]
[Dramatic music
plays] [Gasping]
[Voice distorted] Isabel!
[Laughter echoing]
Where are you going?!
[Breathing heavily]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Maria screaming, sobbing]
And this place has tons
of space for your art.
You still do that, right?
Art?
It's what she got
the scholarship for.
Uh, so... what do you think?
Well, I'm amazed at the price.
I-I feel like we're gonna find
dead bodies in the basement.
[Chuckles]
Mm. No mention of dead
bodies in the disclosure.
Listen.
This town just has really old
homes but with very good bones,
which is what you want.
Lease is up in the
city next month.
I don't think we can wait.
Yeah. It's... It's
got good bones.
So... should we put
an offer in today?
Yeah. I'll be in the
city tomorrow morning.
We can talk about it then.
- Yeah. No problem.
But you'll have the floral
pattern samples for them?
- Mm-hmm. Yeah.
- Great.
We'll see you when
you get to the city.
- Okay. I got to go.
- Safe drive.
Bye.
Any particular reason
you're all of a sudden
so interested in
Ashland Falls history?
It'll sound stupid
if I say it out loud.
When have you ever filtered
yourself for sounding stupid?
[Seat belt clicks]
Oh. Uh, want to
get some pizza?
Sure. Let Isabel know.
Right.
[Phone beeping]
[Line ringing]
Hey. How do you
feel about pizza?
Okay.
[Beeping]
What?
She just said,
"Okay," and hung up.
First few months of
therapy are gonna be rough.
They were for me
when I was her age.
What happened to
you was different.
How so?
Yours was an illness, easily
There's nothing easy
about it. You know that.
I just think that therapy is...
A scam. Yes. I
know how you feel.
That is your opinion,
so keep it to yourself.
She was the one driving.
You have to understand the
impact that must have on her.
[Engine starts]
This place is definitely
different than the city.
But I'm fine.
I know that tone,
Maria. You're not fine.
You're a city girl.
Life in the country
isn't your style...
especially with a teenager.
How's that going
with the sister?
I don't know, Allie.
I just... I mean, of course I'm
happy that we could help her.
I just...
I don't know if I
can last out here.
That's what I mean. Chuck
is asking you for a lot.
Yeah. [Sighs]
I mean, we'll just wait and
see how Chuck likes the school.
If he loves it, we
might be stuck here.
- Well, better get going.
- Yeah. Okay.
Um, tell Mom I said hi.
- Will do.
- Love you.
- Love you.
[Watch beeping]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Lid clicks, zipper closes]
[Music builds]
Allie says hi.
Tell her hi back.
Anything interesting?
- Strange, actually.
- Mm? Like what?
Well, it's all normal
town-history stuff.
Stuff started as a coal
town, blah, blah, blah.
But then, in 1953,
the town randomly
changed all street names
and redrew its borders.
- Why would they do that?
- I don't know.
Oh. And, uh, get this.
This house used to be...
15 Rose Lane.
Rose Lane. I love that.
Can we switch it back?
Put a rose on the
mailbox or something.
Did you find any...
Did I find any what?
[Dramatic music plays]
"They won't put
themselves away."
[Chuckles]
What are you doing?
Cleaning up the
dish exhibit here.
Hey.
Uh, could you tell Isabel to
put things away in the kitchen?
It's not a college dorm room.
Uh, okay.
I'm off. Wish me luck.
You have to leave already?
Uh-huh. I still have a business
I need to get back to sometimes.
Just keep your phone
on and be safe.
I'll see you
tomorrow. Love you.
Love you. [Door opens, closes]
[Birds chirping, dog
barking in distance]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Engine starts]
Family and friends and an
entire school are in grief today
about the tragic
death of Ashley Stork
of the Ashland Falls area,
whose body was found today in
what appears to be a suicide.
Yeah. It's just
an awful tragedy.
Another one for Ashland
Falls. [Music builds]
That town cannot seem
to catch a break.
Yeah, but Ashland has a
problem that nobody wants to...
[Phone rings]
- Hello?
- Hey, Maria. You there?
Hey, Ron. Yeah. What's up?
Did you get on the road yet?
Because they're
really hassling us
about our booth placement again.
Of course they are.
Uh, I will be in the
city in two hours.
Do not let them move us.
- [Laughing] Okay.
I'll try. [Phone beeps]
This has been going on
for decades in Ashland.
Remember, the entire town
council was found dead in 1980
because they dared to throw open
the books on the town's history.
Now, explain that.
Hello, everyone.
Uh, thank you for
being so understanding
about the late start.
It was a long drive
back from the city,
but the convention went well
despite some early
administrative hiccups.
But the good news is that we
sold out of almost everything,
including the evening gown you
all made with me last month.
Ooh. And look at this.
[Static hisses, crackles]
[Chuckles]
I haven't even taken it
all out of the car yet.
Um, Allie, as you can see,
more than enough material
for the bridesmaids'
dresses. [Audio stuttering]
Um, so the conventions
are really good
for finding materials that you
won't find at a local chain,
um, whether that be special
imported fabric or just...
[Down-tempo music plays]
Um...
[Static crackling]
Uh, excuse me, um, one minute.
[Knock, door opens]
Oh, hey. Um, sorry
to interrupt.
Were you just in my studio?
Uh, no. Why?
Um, nothing. It's...
It's nothing.
Um, I'm... I'm sorry to
bother. It's nice to meet you.
[Footsteps approaching]
I'm... so sorry about that.
Um...
Okay. [Chuckles
softly] Where were we?
[Watch beeps]
[Music builds]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Bottle rattles]
[Door opens]
- Hey. We're home.
- Hey.
[Footsteps receding,
keys jingling]
How was the gallery?
Oh. It was, uh, interesting.
Well, it's hard to compete
with the city stuff.
No. The artists
are all talented.
I'm not being an art snob.
It's just... the
weirdest thing happened.
What's that?
I don't really know
how to explain it.
Uh, one minute,
we're standing there
looking at this
collection of paintings.
The next, we're being rushed out
the door like there was a b*mb.
Any idea why?
They covered up some painting
and told everybody to leave.
That was the end of our
night out on the town.
Not much else to do around
here, so we came home.
I get it.
Not in the hub of
culture anymore.
I didn't say that.
It's just hard to find
something to do with Isabel.
I mean, I was shocked there
was even one art gallery here,
but then that closed.
It's like...
[Sighs] I don't know.
How was she?
I can't tell.
But, you know, I'm just
the random sister-in-law
that didn't even know she
existed until three months ago,
so... I wouldn't begin to know
what normal was like for her.
You know, we lived under the
same roof for almost 10 years.
Yeah.
I just feel more like a
stranger to her than a brother.
That's why she's here, right?
[Clock ticking]
[Down-tempo music plays]
[Exhales deeply]
Hello, everybody. I, um...
[Laughs] Um... Oh, I'm sorry.
It's... It's been
a hectic few days.
Um, it's cold in this house,
um, even though the
temperatures are still warm
here in Ashland Falls.
Uh, but that reminds me.
Fall is definitely here,
and we are going to be
making sweaters from scratch,
which I think you'll
have a lot of fun with.
Uh, knitting sweaters is a
little bit more difficult
than making a dress.
But for me, it's
so much more fun
because of all the different
designs you can make.
Uh, think holidays...
um, ugly Christmas sweaters,
Halloween sweaters.
You can really go to town
and be funny and crazy.
Um, like last year,
I made Chuck a "Die
Hard" Christmas sweater
because "Die Hard" is
his favorite Christmas...
[Phone buzzing] Huh.
My sister, Allison,
is calling me.
Um, Allison is a regular
watcher of the vlog,
so I don't know why
she's calling me
when she knows that I'm live.
Um, Allie, if you're
watching this,
can't it wait three minutes?
Thanks.
Um, anyways, uh, leave
it to Chuck to think
that a movie about t*rrorists
is a Christmas movie.
Um, but what I'm trying to say
is that you can
really make anything
once you know the
basics of the sweater.
[Phone buzzing] I'm sorry.
I don't know why people are
picking right now to bother me.
[Sighs]
Allie, if you are calling
about the bridesmaids' dresses,
don't worry.
I have it all
taken care of. See?
You just worry about
the food, okay?
[Phone buzzes]
[Sighs] What now?
[Phone buzzes]
Hey. Claire.
What's going on?
[Message swoops]
"Get out of the house now."
Um...
Okay. Uh, Claire, uh,
give me a ring after
the show, I guess.
Um, so the basics of the
sweater are the sa...
I... someone's playing a joke?
[Banging]
[Suspenseful music plays]
[Breathing shakily]
[Gasps]
[Creaking and crunching]
[Gasping]
[Music builds]
[Screaming]
I think I can get us
into some campus housing
for the short term.
We're gonna have trouble
selling this place.
[Dramatic music plays]
Are you taking your pills?
Yes.
Okay.
It's just, the last time
something like this happened...
A thousand people saw it, Chuck.
I know. But maybe they saw...
I can get us out of here
by tomorrow if you want.
Hell, even tonight.
I just need a little time.
This was a mistake.
I mean, I knew we never
should have left the city.
Isabel would have been fine
on her own in a dorm room.
- No, she needed to...
- You needed!
You needed absolution.
This was your way of
trying to fix everything,
but you didn't need
to do any of it!
We didn't need to do this!
[Softly] Maria...
I can fix this.
[Sobbing]
[Door opens]
What's going on?
Are you okay, Maria?
Everything's fine.
You start packing. I'll
be back in a little while.
Looking for Helen Foster's home?
Who is Helen Foster?
[Door slams]
Chuck wants me out after
what happened to Maria.
Just like that.
Not on his life.
How's she doing?
Not good.
Probably gonna leave
in a couple days, too.
[Music builds]
[Floorboard creaks,
glass shatters]
[Singsong voice] Isabel.
[Laughs]
[Breathing shakily]
Come on down here and
talk to your mother.
[Glass shatters]
[Humming]
[Glass shatters]
[Glass shatters]
[Humming]
I know you're there, Maria.
Hey, I'm sorry. I...
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe I was wrong.
I-I have to go.
[Door opens]
[Door slams]
- [Singsong voice] Isabel.
Maria?
[Gasps]
These dishes won't
put themselves away.
[Laughs]
[Floorboard creaks]
Where are you, honey?
[Floorboard creaks]
Don't you want to see
what you did to me?
[Gasping and crying]
Where are you going?!
[Door slams]
[Sobbing]
[Echoing laughter]
[Floorboards creaking]
[Suspenseful music plays]
[Screaming]
[Growls]
[Screaming stops]
[Door opens]
Isabel? Isabel!
Isabel. Are you okay?
[Sobbing] Where is she?
- I don't know.
- Where is she?
I don't know. Are you okay?
Are you hurt? Are you okay?
- [Hyperventilating]
- It's okay.
It's okay.
You're okay.
You're okay.
[Sniffles, breathes heavily]
What happened to your face?
What are you talking about?
You're bleeding.
What?
Here.
[Birds chirping]
[Dramatic music plays]
[Doorbell rings]
[Suspenseful music plays]
I did it.
You did it?
What's going on?
We need to talk.
Everybody's obsessed
with street maps,
either in books or the records
the county has under seal.
Nobody ever thought to
look at the infrastructure,
but Ashley did.
How do you mean?
It's actually quite brilliant.
She figured out that,
by the early 1900s,
this tiny coal town
was mostly electrified.
So instead of following roads,
she figured out what we
really should be looking for.
The power grid.
Exactly.
It's the one thing the town
never thought to conceal.
The library is full of books
on the county infrastructure,
but one book in particular
actually has a specified map
of the grid layout from 1923.
Where am I looking?
Put it side by side
with any current map,
you can clearly see
the border shrunk.
Right here.
There's power lines
leading out that way,
but today it's not
part of the town.
Where are they going?
That's where Forest Road is.
I'm taking this with me.
Wait. You're going there now?
- I'm coming with you.
- Is...
[Doorbell rings]
Hey, Chuck, ready
for your close-up?
Don't tell me you forgot.
We're filming your
testimonial today.
I told you a week ago.
Now is really not a good time.
Maria isn't feeling well and...
Listen...
I understand that
you guys have been
going through some problems.
This guy cost me a lot of money.
And to rebook him
would set me back.
Just give me 30 minutes.
I can do it.
Hey, hon. How you feeling?
Never better.
You go do what you have to do.
We all know I'm better
on camera anyway.
Are you sure you're
feeling okay?
Yeah.
You go look for Forest Road.
We'll be fine.
[Indistinct conversation
in distance]
Hey. One last favor?
Can you stay here with
Maria until we get back?
[Sighs]
I thought you were gonna
ask me to go with you.
Thank you for everything.
If you find it, then
you can thank me.
[Indistinct
conversation continues]
[Dramatic music plays]
[Camera shutter whirs]
Uh, can you zoom in a
little closer on her?
Tighter.
Get in tighter.
No, I don't like that. I
don't like that at all.
Bring it out. Keep coming.
Okay, let's see what
that looks like.
How about something like this?
Eh. Yeah, okay.
All right. Zoom in.
A little further.
All right. That looks great.
All right, so, Maria,
please introduce
yourself to the camera.
My name is Maria.
And last name?
My name is Maria.
Okay, uh, fine.
Um, tell the camera
how you found out about me
and Bonnie Davis Realty.
What do we do if
this is the house?
We burn it.
Down to the g*dd*mn ground.
Maybe we should have
called someone first.
Look, Izzy...
I'm gonna find this house.
If you want to stay
behind, it's okay.
I understand.
Go ahead, Maria.
[Monotone] I noticed the first
sign that something was wrong
when my daughter came
home from school crying.
Uh, I-I'm sorry.
Maria, are you talking about
how you found out about us?
You want to know how I...
How you found out about
Bonnie Davis Realty.
Oh, I see.
And daughter... you mean
your sister-in-law, right?
What did I say?
You said daughter.
I guess she kind of feels that
way between you and Chuck.
Let me start again.
After the crying came the blood.
I began to notice drops of
blood in the bathroom sink.
[Bird cawing]
This is her house.
It has to be.
Sad.
What happened to her, I mean.
She's gotten her
revenge 100 times over.
[Suspenseful music plays]
[Glass shattering]
[Door creaks open]
Where do we start?
Look for anything that confirms
that this is the house.
[Wind whistling]
[Voice shaking] I
had to do something.
I had to let them know what
they were allowing to happen
was an abomination.
I was civil with the
Clarke family at first.
So, so civil.
I didn't want to hurt anyone.
I wrote letters
detailing every abuse
my daughter was experiencing.
That should have
been an end of it.
It should have been.
But it only got worse.
The school promised
to do something...
[Door creaks]
...and they never did.
I went to the town council.
They wouldn't even see me.
[Music intensifies]
I wrote... so...
many... letters.
They went unanswered.
I showed up at their house.
Nothing.
Nothing!
[Floorboard creaks]
This house used to
be 15 Rose Lane.
Izzy!
Izzy. Izzy. We have
to go right now.
Izzy. Izzy.
Izzy.
Maria?
[Weakly] I noticed...
the first sign that
something was wrong
when my daughter came
home from school...
crying.
Who is your daughter?
Mary.
And where is Mary?
Dead!
[Gasping]
[High-pitched scream]
[Echoing laughter]
[Gasps and screams]
[All clamoring]
[Glass shattering,
all screaming]
[Loud bang]
[Piano playing]
[Floorboard creaks]
- [Snarls]
- [Screams]
Izzy?
[Crying] So sorry.
I saw thing.
Chuck. [Gasps]
[Hyperventilating]
[Creaking]
[Music intensifies]
[Screaming and crying]
Izzy!
[Screams]
[Soft rumbling]
[Dramatic music plays]
[Suspenseful music plays]
[Dramatic music plays]
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