(ambient sound)
(dynamic sound)
(ominous music)
(engine hums)
(car doors thuds)
(crow caws)
(ominous music) (woman whimpers)
- [Man] It's the entrance to the basement.
(ominous music)
(woman whimpers)
- [Woman] Oh God...
(woman whimpers)
- [Man] Ma'am?
(woman whimpers) (creature growls)
- [Man] Ma'am!
(door banging) (woman whimpering)
(woman wailing)
(door thudding) (creature growling)
(ominous music)
- Are we there yet?
- [Zeke] Shut up, please.
- Yeah, but, Zeke, are we there yet?
- Are we there yet? - What?
(woman laughs)
- Hey, Zeke, by the way,
Are we there yet? (all laughing)
- Are we there yet?
How's Harland Manor?
- It's a dream.
I mean, I had goosebumps last night.
Here, I want you to check this out.
Now that you're all awake before we do walk through light.
White bound seen your cat, Miguel.
Look here when I pull the card away.
- Oh yeah, right there.
Holy shit.
- Was there anything down that hall?
- No.
- Did you have to be running a sound test at the same time
on any of the Spirit Boxes?
- Yeah, of course.
The WAV files are on the desktop,
I separated as much as I could.
- Holy shit.
(low heavy breathing)
- Damn, it's female, female for sure.
(low heavy breathing)
- Yeah, I think so.
- Whatever that is is back tomorrow night.
(laughs)
- This place, they must've seen some serious dysfunction.
- Therefore, so will we.
We'll get on one for sure.
This is perfect finale episode, friends.
Great work, Zeke.
♪ As I stare across the sky ♪
♪ As I stumble down this road ♪
♪ As I swim across deep water ♪
♪ I know I am not alone ♪
♪ Yes I lay deep in my bed ♪
♪ Lesser with what's in my head ♪
♪ As I struggle my whole understanding ♪
♪ Remember horses that I've rid ♪
♪ I know you're there I know you care ♪
♪ When you're watching over me from up there ♪
♪ And as I find my way back home ♪
♪ I know I love you ♪
- I'm just real fuckin' tired
or carsick from these assholes sticking me
with the back again.
- [Jax] You wanted to be one of the guys.
- I'm the token girl for the show.
- [Jax] Yeah, you mean the pretty face and body.
So what's happening on the boyfriend?
- I can't talk now,
I'm in a van with a bunch of smelly guys.
- [Jax] Got it.
Well call me tonight.
You need to have someone to talk to about all this.
- Sounds good.
Love you, Jax.
- [Jax] Love you (indistinct)
(downcast guitar)
♪ As I pray with my last breath ♪
♪ 'Cause I've run myself to dead ♪
♪ I know I'm not alone ♪
- All right so, are we there yet?
- We are there.
(ominous music)
- There it is.
- Holy shit.
(downcast dramatic music)
- This must've been beautiful.
- And at one point it was, that was a long time ago.
- Can you start by telling us a little history
about the place, specific timeline, that sort of thing?
- The manor itself was built in the early 20th Century
in 1917 to be specific.
Original railing was a Samuel Harland, psychologist,
a surgeon.
And the mayor was a boarding school for wayward girls.
24 Samuel died of consumption oddly,
after being a Tito for most of his life,
the school then went to his younger brother, Thomas,
who was a physician.
- And he kept the school running?
- He did, but Thomas Harland was of questionable ethics.
He expanded his horizons on his long-term vision
to own his own hospital,
specifically for women with medical and mental conditions.
- It's admirable, I suppose.
- Thomas also perform abortions.
- Abortions?
- Yes.
It had to be kept quite secret back in the day
as you can imagine.
His true vision was to construct
a medical wing onto the original manor
that was to be used for women's solely.
- A women's hospital.
- That's right now he treat their psychological,
and physical needs, like I said.
Thomas began to raise money
to build the hospital, but didn't get enough.
'Til one day, a private investor, well-to-do gentlemen known
in public and social circles fell into his lap.
After five long summers, he laid the final brick in '41.
- Do you know the name of the donor?
- It was an anonymous type.
It was never revealed,
but as it turns out he had a mistress who had fallen
into a delicate situation.
- Pregnant.
- Yes, that's right.
He was married and he needed his mistress
to have an abortion secretly here,
so the story goes.
- No wonder he wanted his name kept in the shadows.
- And that's why he put up the money,
a favor to the man who saved his marriage.
Or blackmail, whatever feeds the beast.
Oh indeed, Thomas actually treated a lot of young girls
looking for all sorts of conditions on the upper floors,
but he didn't stop doing abortions.
He just moved those to the basement.
And then down there he continued
to solve rich white men's indiscretions.
- Indiscretions, that's a polite way of putting in.
- They named the room "The Abortion Ward."
- I mean abortions...
I mean, even though there were kept secret
in that time of American history, from what I've read,
they were quite common.
And working with when would happen,
just in fear of losing their jobs.
- I've heard of places like this in the South.
They called them "birth control clubs."
It was more like a back alley.
- There were lots of reasons back then
in Vienna on what mother came to watch.
- So I have to say not much has changed.
- It was a booming business.
Dr. Thomas and Nurse Adelaide, who also was his wife,
conducted the operations though.
In those days, men were botched,
not bled death on the table.
(eerie screeching)
Excuse me for a second.
- [Jeanie] What's wrong? - Are you okay?
It's important to tell us everything, please.
- It's just a horrible story about Thomas and Adelaide.
- It gets worse?
- They were monsters.
The more money came in, the more evil they became.
- Well what'd they do?
- Documented an encounter of a 15 year old girl
being brought in by his father for observation.
After a few months,
they realized that she was pregnant.
Originally, they believed it was the uncle's.
- Her uncle?
- Yes.
The girl swore that the baby wasn't her uncles,
but she said the baby was...
- [Thomas] Was what?
- She said the baby was sent to her from somewhere else.
Dr. Thomas and Nurse Adelaide scheduled her for an abortion
like they promised her father,
but apparently the girl got a hold of a scalpel and
as they were getting ready to strap her down,
she stabbed Adelaide to death.
(high-pitched screeching) - Where?
- The basement.
A little girl, people said she was just by Satan himself.
Running through the hallways covered in blood,
slicing anything that got in her away.
- What was her name?
- Sarah Garrett.
Thomas found her in the hall in a closet,
same closet they used to put the troubled girls,
it was kind of a punishment.
- Must be quite the closet.
- He injected her with a lethal dose
of arsenic straight into her veins right there.
Then he shut the door and walked away.
She died a horrible death.
They say he then came back
and took the body down the basement and...
- And got rid of it.
- And her unborn child.
- Turns out Thomas was sexually abusing a share
of the young girls in his care and he'd killed a few
so they wouldn't talk.
Most of them didn't have any parents to speak of.
He could do whatever he wanted.
They got pregnant by him, now he aborted it himself.
Thankfully, after all that, the law came down
on him and his whole operation.
They were closing in on him, he committed suicide,
just shy of a 60th birthday,
hung himself before they can get him.
- Got off easy.
- Fuckin' A he did.
- The city came in and shut the place down in 1955.
It went up for auction.
- Damn, that's quite the story.
He was a psychopath and she was just as sick.
There is a lot of pain in here.
- What happened after the auction?
- Well, for the next 20 years or so
numerous people have owned it,
but none longer than a year.
To come to the disturbances,
some wanted to tear down the hospital and use the land.
Others wanted to renovate it and reuse it as a clinic.
None stuck around long enough to do neither.
- So how did you come to be the owner of the place?
- Oh, in 1973, my grandfather bought it off an investor,
who was all too eager to unload it and he was a realtor
and could make a buck.
I've seen a lot of things myself,
but since the early 70's,
the hospital stopped functioning as a facility
and been around since '81.
The few people that actually lived in the house,
they didn't stick around for very long.
All the residents just got spooked
or went a little bit mad.
Every single one, every time.
Hey, okay, tomorrow night.
- So what rooms or areas in the manor have
a history of activity?
- Most of them, but Thomas and Adelaide's room had a lot.
It's just up the first flight of stairs.
- Can we see it? (children laughing)
- We could start there.
(footsteps on stairs)
(low churning)
(ominous music)
- Whoa, does anybody else feel what I'm feeling?
- The hairs in the back of my neck are going crazy.
- There is a real bad vibe in here, man.
It reeks of evil.
It was believed he molested
some of those patients right here.
- You here, Thomas?
It takes a big man to rape a girl.
I guess you're not that tough though, huh?
Hung yourself?
Coward's way out.
You hear me, doctor?
(creaking)
What was that?
- Was that door open when we came in?
- It looks like we'll have it on camera if it moved.
Okay, let's X this fucker.
(pounding)
(eerie music)
- Come on.
(footsteps)
- How did he get the girls to the room from the hospital?
Surely people would have seen him bring them all up here.
- When the hospital was being constructed,
Thomas added a tunnel that ran from the basement
of the manor to the basement of the hospital
for exactly that reason.
- We'd like to see that.
- Right this way.
(footsteps)
(creaking)
(ominous music)
- It was usually later, in the middle of the night.
This was so Thomas could make his way secretly to the dorm
and get the girls back to the house
without anyone ever seeing or hearing him.
- [Jeanie] Disgustingly intricate.
- So where's the girl's dorm from here?
- Right above us.
(footsteps)
(squeaking)
- Gil?
- Yeah?
(ominous music)
(loud slam)
- This is the dorm.
- Any activities in here?
- Whispers, female whispers, I can attest to that.
I've heard them myself.
- And...
- Things moving from one place to another.
That chair's awesome.
- Holy shit.
Sarah Ann, we know what happened to you.
If you want to talk to us, just say something,
do something.
(light static)
Yesterday, Z caught an image of
what looked like a female in a hospital gown
picking out of a closet.
We also captured an EVP.
- You both talked about that young female voice
was down the hall coming from a closet.
- Let's take a look at that closet, yeah.
- We're about to check out the spot
where's Z captured the image
and got voice data while setting up yesterday.
You okay? - Yeah.
Why?
- Nothing.
You're sweating.
- Oh, I just got a little queasy riding them back.
It's warm in here.
Did she sign yet, Evan?
- We're working on it.
It's going to happen, Jeanie,
you know more than anyone how much I want out.
- I understand, okay?
It's just getting a little bit trying for me also.
- You're right, look,
I'm sorry that I've dragged you through this for so long,
but I promise we're so close to done.
- Yo.
What the fuck, you two, let's go.
(ominous music)
(footsteps)
(rapid high-pitched beeping)
- Whoa, major spikes.
- Temperature dropped.
- For sure.
Like several degrees.
People say they feel like they're
being touched by something here.
Some claim to be grabbed, scratched.
- If there's anyone here, touch me.
Let me know you're here.
Tell me your name.
(dark music)
Tell me your name.
(creaking)
- Oh shit. - Right there!
- Go, go, go, go, go, go.
(dark music)
(creaking)
- Anyone here?
We'd like to see you.
Gone.
We've got us a hot spot for sure.
- This door in particular does this all the time.
Different speeds, just random.
People have seen it for decades.
Spooky, like I said.
- We caught the image right here.
Looked like it was half in half out of the closet.
- That's where Thomas killed Sarah.
- This is a confirmed location of a visual presence.
- Sarah Ann, did you move this door?
If you did, can you do it again?
(beeping)
Whatever it is, it must be moving.
I'm not reading anything.
- They say those are hers.
- Looks like she put up a fight, a hell of one.
It's been said she threw our fingers clear the bone,
kicked and screamed like she was possessed.
- Her blood stains.
We should get these DNA'd for sure.
- Are those your scratches and bloodstain, Sarah Ann?
- No change.
Sarah Ann,
is this where Thomas murdered you?
We got to save this for (indistinct).
This could be a important.
- Yeah, but portal it where?
- Okay, Sarah Ann, if you don't want to talk, that's cool.
We'll be back tomorrow night.
This is the best walk through effort, by far folks.
All right, what other rooms should we see?
There's only one other room and no one's been in there
or been near it for decades.
- Can we see it, please?
(clears throat)
- Come on.
- I'm gonna X that spot.
I know you're here.
Say something.
Talk to me.
I got a thing for closets too.
Dr. Harland is coming.
All right.
We'll catch you later, Sarah Ann.
(creaks)
(slam)
I know you're here.
(ominous music)
- We got a drop in temp. (rapid beeping)
- Guys?
- What, what is it?
- I can't move.
I can't move, can't fuckin' move.
- Is someone here?
You don't like us being here.
Why?
- Ev, check this.
- What is it, guys?
- The cold spot is localized above you, man,
it's right fuckin' on you.
- Holy mother.
- I feel like I'm being crushed.
There's a lot of weight.
I cannot breathe.
I can't fuckin' breathe.
(grunting)
- Who's doing this?
Tell us your name, Sarah Ann?
- Check the Spirit Box.
- Get your breath. - Do it, just fuckin' do it.
- Is there something you want to say?
You've got our attention.
- What are you saying? Tell us.
- I can't fuckin' breathe.
They said we can't take him.
Marlin, are you talking to us?
Or the cops that came to get you?
(heavy breathing)
- Shit, shit.
He's gone. - You okay, man?
- I felt like I was being suffocated.
I couldn't breathe for shit.
It was like, it's like something was choking me.
- It got you, look it.
- What is it? - Holy shit, man, it's red.
Your neck, it's red,
like something got wrapped around it.
- Anything happened to anyone like this?
- Similar.
I've lost my brother a few times.
Never any marks.
Though I was, it felt the same.
That's where they cut down Thomas Harland.
- Just give me some space.
I'm okay, I'm okay.
- You just had a physical manifestation.
It looks like rope burns around Gilroy's neck.
It happened right below where Thomas Harland hung himself
after being caught by authorities for committing sexual
atrocities and murdering a young girl.
- That was intense.
- The spirits are making their presence known tonight
and they don't like us being here.
It caused Gilroy, residual agitation.
Tomorrow's lockdown should prove really interesting.
All right.
I'm just going to get some shots for cutaways.
I'll be right there.
Shit.
How you doing?
Yeah, take this.
Hey, listen, I need you focused, brother, okay?
This is season finale, there's a lot of stake here.
Yeah, good.
Are you sure?
You guys seem like you got a lot of distractions,
you and Jeanie know better than I have your phones out.
- Like I said, I'm good.
- Katie's being a real bitch about the divorce, man.
Always a fuckin' ball buster.
And it's real stressful with the kids, man.
Is that it?
Nothing else you want to tell me?
- Yeah, that's it.
(footsteps)
(ominous music)
(eerie music)
- Never had this much activity happen so fast.
We are getting such great stuff here.
I mean, you guys are stirring up some major dust.
- Let me see about getting that basement unlocked.
Grab another infrared. - Yeah, yeah roger that.
- Most of this was for equipment storage.
Electrical rooms, janitorial maintenance.
But through that door is the um--
- Abortion ward.
- Yeah.
- Get a shot of this.
- It's been like that ever since I can remember.
I never had any desire to go in,
to be honest, never curious enough.
- So no one's been down there nearly 70 years?
None of the previous owners?
- No one that I know of, not even my grandfather.
- Ever heard anything?
- People have heard screaming.
I've heard screaming, loud, painful screaming, women,
and babies cry.
Some sounds more demonic than others.
My brother had a psychic, she laid her hands on the door,
instantly, she turned white.
Her whole body started to shake violently.
She said there was evil in that room.
- You got a key?
- No on that.
- Mind if we bust the lock?
- Have at it.
Just make sure you replace it with a new one.
- Listen, do you mind if I don't do this?
- That's fine.
You don't have to do anything you don't want to do.
- Do you want to stay top side?
- Get some fresh air. - That's cool.
- We just have some stuff to do in there
and then we'll wrap for the day.
- Okay, I'll wait for you so I can lock up.
(scuffling)
- Mr. Fergus has given us permission to break the lock.
We are most likely the first in 70 years
to enter into this room.
That is an old lock and there is no key.
You'll see it as we do. - Undisturbed for decades,
we'll be going back in time and literally
to the days of the murders and before then.
- All right, let's hope this plays out
better than Al Capone's vaults.
(clang)
(ominous music)
(clicking)
Oh, shit.
(coughs)
Oh shit.
- Oh God.
- 70 years of stagnant air and whatever the hell else.
- Okay, there's no time like now.
We're about to turn into the abortion ward
where Sarah Ann Garrett's body was found
and where she murdered Adelaide Harland.
It's also the place where countless secrets,
some very late-term abortions were performed.
A great deal of death.
If what's occurred already in Harland Manor
is any indication of what we might come across,
then get ready.
- Goin' in.
(creaking)
- Temp has dropped.
Might just be because we're underground.
This is where the operations happened would be my guess.
- For sure.
- God, can you imagine?
Down here like this?
- It feels like there are bugs crawling all over my body.
(clank)
- Oh fuck.
- This looks like a fuckin' torture chamber in here.
- Welcome to hell.
(ominous music)
This is where many lives were lost and taken.
The atmosphere is heavy, thick.
The smell of evil deeds still lingers in this abortion ward.
God only knows what horror was occurred down here.
- Good luck.
(faint static)
- Hello.
(heavy demonic breathing)
It's her!
(low demonic screaming)
(heavy breathing) (thud)
Jeanie, Jeanie!
- Get her up, get her up, get her up!
- Breathe, breathe!
Please Jeanie, breath, breathe!
- What the hell?
- Get out of the way, get the front door open!
Come on, come on, you got to breathe!
Breathe!
Breath Jeanie!
(heavy breathing)
(scuffling)
(indistinct)
(heavy breathing) - You're safe, you're safe.
Okay, you're out now, Jeanie, you gotta breathe.
Please, get your breath back.
(heavy breathing)
Just breathe, breathe.
There you go.
- You better have fucking got this.
(laughing)
- Hell fucking yeah.
Woo!
Fuck, that was so fuckin' intense.
Jeanie was obviously rushed big time down there.
- Damn, Jeanie.
That scared the shit out of me.
(speaks Spanish) motherfuckers!
Woo!
- It's fine, she just, it was a lot,
she got rushed down there.
(light acoustic music)
(ominous music)
(faint sirens blaring)
- Yeah, it's pretty cool, that place is creepy.
Gonna make a great episode.
Yeah, no, I don't need to talk to mom.
Hey, tell Gracie good night for me, okay?
I miss you Buckaroo.
I'll call you tomorrow.
I promise.
Hey, who's the man?
All right, love you too, Eli.
You okay?
- A fuckin' headache.
- Hey guys?
You remember when we saw those scratch marks in the closet?
- Yeah.
- Something strange happened.
The system blinked.
Just shut down, then the next second it rebooted.
- Something drained the power a little
after I was attacked on the stairs.
That fucker was waiting for us.
- Premeditated.
- Jeanie.
- I think I'm going to go lay down for a bit.
I just need a little space.
No offense.
I just took a bit too much in tonight.
I think we're all feeling it.
- Goodnight, Jeanie.
- [Jeanie] Goodnight.
- See you bright and early.
- Goodnight, Jeanie.
What's next?
My heads fuckin' killing me.
- Let's finish up.
Had a dresser in Thomas's room.
- You here Thomas?
It takes a big man to rape a girl.
I guess you're not that tough though, huh?
Hung yourself.
Coward's way out.
You hear me, doctor?
(scuffling) What was that?
- Hey was that drawer open?
- Glue it up, look.
- [Evan] We have it on camera.
- [Jeanie] Coward's way out.
You hear me, doctor?
(scuffling)
What was that?
- You son of a bitch.
- Awesome.
All right, well, I'm out.
I'm going to have a smoke and then hit it.
- Okay, yeah, man, get some rest.
- Yeah.
I'm going to call it too,
let's review in the AM over coffee.
Great work, Zeke.
- No problem, boss.
I just got a few things to finish up
and then I will shut down shop.
(anxious breathing)
(honking)
- I know that face.
What?
- I think we should pull back
on the provoking tomorrow night, you locked up.
- That's what we do, man, we rattle the cage.
We shake the pot, that's our, that's our show.
- I know, I know the show was my idea, remember?
- Yeah, so you keep reminding me.
- Look, there's something more in that house
than we've ever dealt with before.
I think we can, we can, we can do what we need to
without anyone getting hurt.
- Hurt, who's getting hurt?
- I got a bad feeling about this place, man.
- You know, this isn't like you.
Is there someone in particular that you're worried about?
- 'Cause you never back down ever.
- What the hell you talking about?
- you think I'm fucking blind?
- No, I don't know what you're talking about.
- Why Jeanie?
Why?
We agreed to never let anything affect the team
and now you're fucking her. - Hey, hey, hey!
- You're hiding it from me.
And now you don't want your little girlfriend to get hurt.
Since when have you given a shit about any of us
except getting a good show?
- You put some fucking (indistinct).
Now don't be a jealous, condescending prick
because you fucked up your life
and you got nothing to go home to anymore.
- Fuck you man? - Hey!
- Jesus.
(scuffling) (glass shattering)
Fuck you. - Fuck, man!
Enough!
Fucking... (grunting)
- Calm the fuck down.
Let go.
(ringing) (shouting)
- Hey guys! - Fuck you!
(snapping)
- Hi, hi, yes.
No, no, no, no, no, it's okay.
Just, just a disagreement. All right.
Of course, yes. Sorry again.
Thank you. Bye.
What the hell, guys?
- I'm sorry, I don't...
I mean, I dunno what happened. - I know.
Let's move on.
- Let's all just get some rest.
All right?
- Yeah, for sure.
(heavy breathing)
(faint buzzing)
(crying)
(somber music)
(coughing)
(sobbing)
(eerie music)
- [Evan] We're going into lockdown for the night.
This is where we separate the natural from the supernatural,
where we expose the paranormal
and find the buried skeletons.
If something scares the shit out of us, we will chase it.
No retreat.
I am Evan Hawthorn.
I've been chasing spirits since I was 18
when my grandfather's spirit came
to me one night in my room, the room that he died in.
- [Gilroy] I'm Gilroy Adams
and I've been chasing spirits since I was 14.
A little boy who had died in our house years prior,
was living in my closet and he was not a happy spirit.
- [Jeanie] I'm Jeannie Ross, and I've been seeing,
hearing, and feeling spirits since I was four.
People thought I should be put away,
but my parents understood me.
We are "The Spirit Chasers" and this is what we do.
(eerie music)
- [Zeke] Okay guys, radio check's clean.
- You good?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
It's just a stomach bug, I think.
I'm good, let's fuckin' do this.
- You heard the lady?
Let's go, guys.
Radio test, please.
Evan.
- [Evan] Check, one two, one two.
- Round and round the rigid rocks, little rascal rat.
- Thanks.
Jeanie, say something.
Jeanie?
- Yeah, one two, one two three.
- [Zeke] That's great, we are all good here,
go get 'em troops.
- All right, it's official boys and girls,
we are in lockdown.
All right, let's fuckin' do this.
- [All] No retreat.
- [Zeke] Later gators.
- [Gilroy] Woo!
All right, Uncle Gilly's comin' for ya.
Woo!
(ominous music)
(chirping)
(creaking)
(gasps in pain)
- Hey.
Hey, hey, what's goin' on?
- Nothing, let's go.
- No, no, you've been off these last two days
and now you're worse today.
What the hell is going on?
I'm worried about you.
Take your shit off.
What's going on?
- I was pregnant.
- What?
Was?
- I had a fucking miscarriage last night.
Yeah, it was yours,
there hasn't been anyone else for quite some time.
- I'm, I'm so sorry.
No, let's just finish this
and then we can deal with our personal life.
I'm sick of sneaking around, Evan.
Let's just kick ass on this finale like we always do.
Professional first, like we always say.
- We are so far beyond that.
- Not yet we're not.
- Jeanie.
I'm going to get custody of my Eli and Gracie,
and I will marry you and we will have a family of our own.
- I'm not even ready for kids yet anyway.
I don't even have my own shit together, obviously.
Everything happens for a reason.
I fuckin' love you, Evan.
- Jeanie?
- Good luck.
(somber music)
- What the fuck was that?
- Is the doctor in?
Thought I'd start in your favorite place, Thomas.
Let me give you a voice.
Now's the time, Thomas.
(eerie music)
This is your favorite place, yeah?
You little piece of shit you.
No problem.
I am here all night.
(slamming)
(creaking)
(footsteps)
(soft crying)
- Ev, buddy.
- I'm good.
- Ev, Ev?
- I'm good.
- Jesus, sorry.
(heavy sigh)
- Oh fuck.
If anyone is here, let me know.
(light static)
Move something.
Say something.
(eerie music)
- Not much going on here.
(ominous music)
(beeping)
- Holy shit, temp dropping.
(crackling)
If that's you, Thomas, you didn't scare me yesterday.
Temp's still dropping.
Tell us what you want, Thomas.
- Oh wow.
(clicking)
Something is there with you.
(eerie music)
- Listen to this.
- [Voice] Leave.
- It's wholly male.
Is that you, Thomas?
Leave?
Fuck no, Thomas.
We're here to stay.
We're here to figure you the fuck out.
You're not getting away with anything this time, you sicko.
Zeke, we're clear.
Damnit.
(scuffling footsteps)
- Check this out.
That's Thomas Harland.
That's the pig himself.
- He's engaging us.
This isn't a residual.
This is major fucking active shit.
You got nothing, Thomas.
Nothing!
I'm right here.
You sneak up behind me?
Nothing!
(ominous music)
- Trying the dorm room where Sarah Ann stayed.
See if I can connect with her.
Are you here, Sarah Ann?
How about if I just sit for a bit?
Are these your beds where you slept?
Did Thomas molest two girls here also?
(distant crying)
(faint static)
(clicks)
- Move this flashlight if you are here.
(sniffles)
(ominous music)
- Hey chicken shit, I'm still here.
You're boring me, Thomas.
What'd you fuck with me and then you hide?
Fine.
Go fuck yourself then.
I'll go find Sarah Ann.
(light footsteps)
(ominous music)
More, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.
(high-pitched beeping)
Ev, I'm in the master bedroom.
- Everything's going off.
(beeping)
- I'm in the master bedroom.
Static camera's been knocked over.
Something's pissed.
(creaking)
(footsteps)
What the ff...
(creaking)
You have my complete attention, Doctor.
(rapid beeping)
- Did you drain the equipment?
Are you Sarah Ann Garrett?
(crying)
(low growling)
What do you want from me?
- [Woman] Your womb.
(slam)
- Jeanie, Jeanie?
- Are you still here, Sarah Ann?
That voice didn't sound like a young girl.
Was that you or someone talking through you?
(beeping)
(crying)
- Where are you going, Sarah Ann?
(faint demonic voice)
(creaking)
- That was you, wasn't it Harland?
Want to tell us something?
I'm listening.
Come on!
Talk to me, I'm listening.
(screech)
(heavy breathing)
The fuck?
This wasn't here yesterday.
It just went Arctic in here.
I'm getting major, tons of static.
(low demonic shrill)
Ah, Christ!
(rapid beeping)
(coughing)
(restricted breathing)
Holy fuck, holy fuck.
(ominous music)
- Shit, hey Gil, I'm getting major interference here,
tons of static.
I just want to let you know, you guys should get 0.5,
but not here.
Hey, have you seen Jeanie?
Zeke, look for her, this place is on fuckin' fire.
I'll check the dorm room.
(heavy footsteps)
- Yo Gil.
This is the heaviest shit I've ever experienced.
We've got some seriously tormented spirits in here, bro.
- Majorly tormented.
But I'm in it to win it.
We got portals for sure, man.
These are not regular spirits, my friend.
- Oh, I know, these are from, from another place.
Look, let's not revisit last night, huh?
We can't let this place get between us.
- I know what was going on, man.
I'm not stupid.
I just wish you would've told me.
There's just a lot going on in my life, brother.
My judgements and the tanks.
- Yeah, you look like shit.
- Yeah, so do you.
- I know.
- I take it you're going in the closet?
- Yeah, for sure.
You know me, I'm a fucking atheist,
so whatever's behind that portal, I'm not scared.
- I'm lookin' for Jeanie, she's off right of you.
- Thomas walked up right behind me.
Zeke got stills of it.
- Fucker screamed in my face.
Got on the box.
- Sarah Ann?
- No, you?
- No, nothin'.
- Jeanie maybe.
- Yeah, Jeanie.
Hey? - [Evan] Yeah?
- For what it's worth, man, you two make a perfect match.
(footsteps)
- [Zeke] Ev, still no Jeanie?
I can't get her on the walkie either.
(light static)
(power fading)
What the fuck!
Oh, Ev?
Gil, Jeanie, anyone read me?
Come on, come on.
(breathes heavily)
Someone here?
Is someone with me?
- [Zeke] Is someone here?
Is someone with me?
(boom)
Son of a bitch.
(click)
This is bullshit!
(breathes heavily)
(fluttering)
Ever since I've gotten here, I felt a pull to it.
Closets are often gateways and portals of some kind.
But I think that this gateway leads
to a very, very evil place.
(fluttering)
I know those scratch marks are yours, Sarah Ann.
You tell me what happened?
(fluttering)
You came here for an abortion.
Was it your uncle's?
Or was it someone else's?
(eerie music)
Something else?
Are you possessed, like they said?
Why'd you kill Adelaide?
I'd say she deserved it, Sarah Ann.
(boom)
(ominous music)
(breathes heavily)
- Sarah Ann?
Did you take my baby last night?
(crying)
Was that you?!
(howling)
(breathing heavily)
(slam)
(demonic screaming) (Jeanie screams)
Somebody help me!
- Jeanie?
Jeanie?
Are we done on the calm, Zeke?
Hey?
Ah, shit.
(grunts)
(breathes heavily)
All right.
(clack)
I'm going to go black to see
if I can get more EVP readings.
Sometimes, oh.
Sometimes when there's no camera,
spirits tend to communicate more.
(exhales)
We've been told that things have moved around in here.
Can someone do that for me now?
(ominous music)
Oh man, it's really crammed down here.
Calms her down, maybe video too.
(faint static)
(demonic speaking)
It sounds like the voice from down the hall.
(demonic speaking)
- Her.
Who her?
Sarah Ann?
Who are you talking about?
Shit.
Ah...
(sighs)
Something is definitely in here.
Or someone.
Sarah Ann?
Can you let me know if you are here with me?
(dramatic music) - What the fuck?
(beeping)
Stop, stop, stop.
Stop, Stop, stop it, stop it, stop it, stop it!
(yells loudly)
(faint static)
- Jeanie?
Jeanie, Jeanie, do you read, Jeanie?
(hissing)
Gil, Evan, I need your help in the basement.
Jeanie?
Jeanie, do you copy?
Come on, Jeanie.
(eerie music)
Jesus Christ, Jeanie.
(creaking) Jeanie?
Oh my God.
Oh where the hell are you, Jeanie?
(breathes heavily)
(slapping)
(footsteps)
(plunking)
(creaking)
(ominous music)
- Whoa.
Whoa.
Check this out.
All these girls must've done some bad time in here.
Thomas was a real fuckhead.
(faint crying)
- Jeanie? (footsteps)
Jeanie?
(slam)
- More marks.
Fuckin' sad man.
Could say that Thomas locked many girls in here.
They must've been scared out of their minds.
I don't know what happened to Sarah Ann Garrett in here.
(breathes heavily)
(electrical whir) - Shit, shit, shit, shit.
Ev, Ev?
Oh come on, Gil, Gil!
Jeanie, Jeanie, Jeanie, are you okay?
(thud)
Oh, damnit.
(heavy footsteps)
(breathes heavily)
(ominous music)
Jeanie?
Oh shit, Jeanie, are you okay?
(breathes heavily)
Jeanie?
Oh my God.
Hey, it's okay, it's okay, it's gonna be okay.
It's okay, it's gonna be okay.
Jeanie, ah geez, stop!
(screams)
Please, don't.
Please.
(screams) (pounding)
(clangs)
(gasping)
If you're in here Sarah Ann, hiding from Thomas.
Sarah Ann, it's me, Thomas.
Sometimes it just takes a little bit of time.
And that is all we've got, time.
Got all night, Sarah Ann, all night.
(heavy exhale)
- I'm just, I just got to hold up here for a bit.
This place has gotten to me more than any before,
but I'm not giving up, no way.
None of us are.
(breathes heavily)
(faint static)
- I've been in here for quite a while now.
I've gotten no hits.
No anomalies.
Come on, come on, talk to me.
Come on, goddamnit Sarah Ann, come on.
Talk to me.
Let me hear you.
(low demonic growling)
Is that all you got, Sarah Ann?
(faint static)
Shut the fuck up!
(beeping)
- Well, that's somethin'.
(beeps slowly)
(creaking)
(slams)
- There's something I need to get.
(breathes heavily)
The air in here is, I know it.
It feels thick.
It feels like I, I can't breathe.
(exhales)
My head is starting to hurt.
Feeling disoriented.
(breathes heavily)
I think I should get out of this closet right now.
Oh, shit.
(thudding)
Hey, hey, can anyone hear me?!
Hey, hey!
Zeke?
Hey, hey, hey, I'm in the closet.
Someone fuckin' open the door, goddamnit,
I'm fuckin' freakin' out here, get me out!
Open the fucking door!
Open the fucking door, now!
Open it, open it!
(creaks) (slam)
Jeanie, what happened?
She was with child when she entered this place,
she is no longer.
Who's she, you?
Who are you?
Jeanie, Sarah Ann, who? - Both of us.
(demonic scream)
(quick jabbing)
(swish)
- Fuck you.
(Gilroy screams) - Gil!
Gil's in trouble, I'm going up.
(suspenseful music)
Gil!
(slam)
Where the fuck is everybody?
Gil?!
Come on, talk to me, brother.
(demonic growling)
Oh God, that's blood.
Something went wrong.
Oh God.
Oh my God, oh my...
Oh, Gil!
Shit, I knew it goddamnit!
I knew it!
Gil, oh Gil.
What did this, what did this?
(breathes heavily)
- [Gil] Fuck you.
- Oh my God. (Gil screaming)
Oh God.
Oh God, Jeanie, what happened to you?
(heavy footsteps) Zeke?!
Fuck!
(electrical whirring)
Son of a bitch.
Goddamnit.
(clopping) Jeanie?
I saw what you did to Gil,
that's not you, honey.
That's not you.
Please snap out of it!
Jeanie?!
What happened to Zeke, where is he?
Sarah Ann, did you take Jeanie?
Who is her?
(demonic scream)
I'm not letting you take her!
(intense music)
Babe, it's me, Ev.
It's not you, Jeanie.
Jeanie, that isn't you.
Something's got you.
Something evil.
Let's just get you out of here, okay?
Right, there you go.
(snarls) (slam)
(groans)
Jeanie?
(Ev screams)
No, please, please, please, please stop!
No, please!
No, please, please, stop!
Stop, no!
Oh my God no!
No, no, not in here, no, please!
Please stop, please stop, please.
Stop, please stop.
Jeanie?
Oh God, no.
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
I love you.
(demonic scream) (Ev screams)
(light music)
Hey guys. - How are ya?
Hi, so this is it.
- It looks great.
House built in the late teens hospital added in the 40s.
- It's perfect.
- I agree.
Honey?
What do you think, honey?
Daddy will work right next to the house.
We can have lunch together every day.
- Honey?
Honey?
The baby's kicking.
What is wrong with her?
(high-pitched scream)
(ominous music)
(evil music)