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God, it is in your name that we pray that you heal us.
We offer you this sanctuary,
that you use this house as a vessel for your new baptisms,
that we may care for your fallen children.
Amen.
Not today my friends.
But there's always tomorrow.
May God bless you.
Bring that back to life!
Thank you for coming today, sir.
Have a good afternoon. God bless you.
Good afternoon.
Lew, I see you using that bath again,
I'm gonna arrest you for inciting a riot.
Officer, we use that for our baptisms.
Use a goddamn bird bath, like a normal fucking church.
Parker, you're coming with me.
What?
Get in the car.
I'm on a church guard.
Get in the damn car.
Somebody broke a window.
Where are we going?
We're a joke, a backwards cult town.
It your lucky day, Parker.
You're going to the Chest.
If I'm driving around town
and I see someone dressed in purple,
I'm rolling my windows up and locking my doors.
But these aren't violent people.
Your reaction is a product of fear mongering.
Violence follows them. It haunts them.
The beatings, the murders.
If you ask me, it was one of us.
They walk you through this?
Uh, we had a meeting, yeah.
Have you seen it before?
Pick a spot for your samples.
Two years next week. Still can't do shit to it.
Listen, kid, you and I both know coming out here
is a waste of time.
But last year's anniversary being the shit show that it was,
we gotta have someone on guard.
It's not gonna be me.
Give me your phone.
Wait, what?
I can't have you taking pictures.
-I'm not-
There's pictures of it all over the internet.
I'm not gonna take any pictures.
Okay, fine.
Your radio should be sufficient.
Any shit goes down, call me on this frequency immediately.
What kinda shit?
I don't know.
Maybe people coming out here
trying to raise the dead, like our friends in purple.
Or even Pastor Lew coming out,
trying to conjure up ghosts from a bathtub.
It doesn't really sound like an arrestable offense.
Maybe they're smoking dope, too.
It doesn't matter. You don't have handcuffs, anyway.
I don't get handcuffs?
How about zip ties?
I got some in the car.
You don't need 'em?
I got handcuffs.
Just follow the instructions, Parker.
Every hour on the hour.
What if somebody comes looking for you?
Then you and I are fucked.
Wait, why would I be fucked?
How...
Why would I be fucked?
Oh, geez.
All right.
For example, 78% of reported sightings
have come from single parent households.
You hear that listeners,
if you want a visit from your dead loved ones,
get a divorce, or better yet how about
you just murder your spouse?
There's a trend.
The Chest has ruled,
and I truly believe that you can influence it.
So you're telling me
that if I do some ritual or voodoo nonsense,
my ancestors are gonna walk..
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Okay.
Got any last words?
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Come on, there's so many in the back there.
Just move one of those.
This one?
Which way?
This one?
That one?
Which one?
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This one?
Which way?
You wanna go here?
You wanna go there? Are you sure?
I wouldn't have done that I were you.
Bam, bam.
Since the Chest has arrived,
Burkliff Police has got seven separate individuals
disinterring bodies from cemeteries,
all of whom claim they intended on reburying them
at the Chest site with the hope of,
you guessed it, resurrection.
Let me just this, it's flood season.
It's one thing to have to have ghosts walking around,
but poorly buried, rotting corpses floating around town
is a whole different story.
One of those individuals,
a man named Roland Sheldon
actually made it as far as placing his grandfather
into the ground of the Chest site.
Hey, Grace?
I'm here in the middle of Uptown Square
where it started as a peaceful gathering in a church
and erupted into quite the chaos.
Buildings are reporting people running in the streets.
A local business owner had this to say.
This is all because of that dang chest.
It's, frankly, it's crazy.
You know, this used to be a peaceful town.
I can handle picketing, I can handle everything,
except for people dropping dead in the streets.
This guy came up with a shotgun the other day.
I said there's kids running around.
Shit. I just don't feel safe anymore.
Powell, this is Parker. Do you copy?
Officer Powell?
Powell.
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Hello?
Powell, this is, this uh, this is David.
Do you copy?
Powell.
Shit.
Shit, shit, shit.
Ma'am?
-Ma'am? -
Ma'am...
-Oh shit. -
Ma'am?
Oh, shit.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Oh no.
Oh shit.
Oh.
Oh, shit.
Uh...
Uh, goddammit.
Oh, shit.
Okay.
Fuck.
Oh, shit.
Okay.
I really hope that you left this car unlocked.
Or this is gonna suck.
It is!
Okay, okay.
Sorry, sorry.
Watch your...
Yeah.
Where do you think you're going?
No, listen.
It was one simple responsibility.
Hold on, listen.
-Listen, listen. -No, don't fucking listen me.
Wha...
What is this shit?
What car is that?
There was a woman in the woods.
What, so you stole her car?
No, I didn't...
I mean, yeah, kind of.
Wh-what?
-I just wanted to... -Is she still in the car?
Yeah.
-And she's wearing purple. -
It's like she was in a trance or something.
I don't know.
-Ma'am, are you- -Water, water.
Are you okay?
I got water.
Hold on.
Here.
Do you need a hospital?
What's your name?
-Where are my keys? -They're in the ignition.
Don't touch that fucking door.
Put your hands in the air.
Parker, cuff her.
I don't, I don't, I just got the zip ties.
Use mine, dammit.
-They're in the car. -Okay.
Jesus.
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Oh, god, what the fuck is that noise?
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Hey, hey!
Stop!
Stop it!
Hey!
Grace.
-Grace! -
Hm.
Do you remember Ms. Madowski?
Kindergarten teacher?
Yeah, her arts and crafts box used to have
a combo of crayons and markers,
but none of every color for either,
so your drawings had to be a mixture of crayons and markers
if you wanted to use certain colors.
Some kids got really creative with it.
Others looked like dog shit.
This looks like dog shit.
Okay.
You look like you just came from a funeral, by the way.
You told me to dress up for this thing.
I call dibs on the sermon at your funeral.
-You mean the eulogy? -No, no, the actual sermon.
I'm barely going to talk about you.
I'm mostly going to talk about death.
-What? -And God.
-Okay. -And Jesus.
Heaven is a better place now that it claims
David Parker as its resident.
I don't think I like that heaven claims people.
That sounds more like hell.
Well we'll let the people decide where you are.
I call it the void.
Now a void by definition is empty,
but this one is uh...
This one's quite different.
It only appears empty.
What resides within it is beyond
what we are capable of describing,
but I assure you, ladies and gentlemen,
you'll want to see it for yourself.
I can show you.
Now watch as I pull a rabbit out of my ass.
You.
What?
What's your name?
Grace.
It's Grace.
Would you mind coming up here, Grace?
Let me ask you this, are you a painter?
Uh, once. In kindergarten.
What do you see in this painting?
It looks nice.
Good work.
What does it look like, to you?
It looks like a...
I guess...
Disturbed?
Something nice and pleasant,
but obscured?
And ruined?
Not really ruined, though.
No, I guess not.
Thank you, Grace.
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Powell.
Powell, this is Parker. Come in.
Where the fuck are you?
Is anyone here?
Hello?
Grace?
Is any...
Is anyone here?
Grace!
Hello?
Grace!
Listen, this is a motherfuckin' order.
Grace!
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- Yeah, I know.
You do not get to go back
to your twisted fucking life like nothing's happened.
No one's helping you.
How does that feel?
They don't need to help me.
I accept this.
No.
No, you do not get to accept this.
My daughter is gone. That is on you.
-You stole her from me. -I know.
Don't you want to see her again?
-No. -You know you will.
-You got no right. -And your son knows, too.
Don't you, David?
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Go back to your families.
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Oh, this is not good.
-Uh... -
Oh.
It's all around the perimeter.
It doesn't make any sense.
There's a Jesus box in the woods
and the town rabbi lives in a doomsday commune,
but that makes sense, though.
You're wasting your time.
I guess something finally happened with the chest.
It's open.
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What the fuck was that?
We should keep moving.
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What are you doing?
Swim across the river with you.
No you're not.
Why not?
Who's going to save us if we both
pass out in the water and drown?
Okay.
But, like, come save me if I pass out in the water
and start drowning.
Copy that.
David...
I've been waiting by the front door every afternoon.
-I've been going to church. -
I've been taking walks through gosh darn cemeteries.
And who's at my door when it's finally time for my reward?
My deadbeat, good for nothin',
wife beatin', cheatin' dead husband.
And you know what he says to me?
What?
A whole lotta nothin'.
-Not a word. -
Not an apology or sorry for whippin' you around
or even how's your whore of a sister?
He just stood there, invadin' my God-given privacy.
I guess a restraining order means as much to him as a ghost
as it did when he was wastin' oxygen.
You think the Lord would be sending his angels.
All I'm gettin' is hell hounds.
I don't understand.
I've done everything you're supposed to do.
Why isn't God lookin' out for me?
-Well, they don't talk. -
Excuse me?
Um...
They say they don't talk, supposedly.
Who is that?
You know the...
-So they say. -
Yeah.
What's that thing supposed to be reading anyway?
Honestly, I don't think anybody knows.
It's all uh, theoretical.
-And what does that mean? -
I'm just following instructions.
It's supposed to be, uh, comforting.
You said your name was Parker?
Yes, ma'am. David Parker.
Mhm, I've heard of you.
Your sister, she's...
That church fire.
Tragic.
You get mixed up with the wrong crowd,
God has a way of lettin' you know.
If my husband shows up from the grave again
I grant you permission to shoot him.
I hear rock salt will do the trick.
Signs of a break in.
5554 Concord Street.
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Hello?
-Hello? -
Hello?
Hello!
This is the police.
Please show your hands if able.
Help, help!
Shh, shh, shh.
Shh.
Hello David.
Who's upstairs?
Maybe it's my captors.
Is she here with you?
Or she brought you to me?
Why are you here?
Things are going down, man.
It's you.
You're in the void now.
-Now don't look at it. -No!
-Stop! - Whatever you do now...
-Stop it! - Don't face it.
No, no!
-No! - There's only one way out.
Parker?
-What are you doing down here? -
Soap's gone.
You think that's what happened to us?
Where are you goin'?
Find a weak spot and get the fuck outta this place.
He'll pop up eventually.
-How do you know? -You did.
Where, where did you go?
Where did you go?
Please don't do that.
Don't do that, please. I need you.
Where's the Chest?
Ellie.
Where the fuck is the Chest?
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It won't work.
We need a plan.
I'm open for suggestions.
How about we just keep sending you through?
See what happens.
Or maybe we could start by you telling us
what one of you purple freaks
is doing out by the Chest, huh?
Can I suggest that?
Because I've been coming out here for two years
and nothing until you show up.
My name is Ellie Taverner.
Okay, Ellie Taverner.
What were you doing comatosed in the woods?
Looking for something.
And what? You had a seizure?
Because David tells me you were in some sort of a trance.
What was it, drugs? Mild stroke?
Hoodoo?
You're gonna tell me it was the supernatural?
-Let's just- -Parker.
I think questioning the supernatural
is kind of off the table right now, don't you think?
Oh and to think, I was just cozied up
with grandma eatin' cookies.
What?
I was just dreaming I was at my grandma's house,
and I had a big fuckin' oatmeal raisin
and goddammit, it was delicious.
We need to keep moving.
You all right, David?
David!
Don't look at it.
Whatever you do...
Don't face it.
There's only one way out.
We're almost there.
-Okay, now watch your step here. -
-I said watch your step- -I can't see anything.
Okay, we're almost there. We're so close.
We're so close.
All right.
Now, what, my dear Grace, would you like to see?
What do you mean?
It's entirely up to you.
A who, a what, a where.
Um...
I guess...
If I'm being honest, you're probably just
-going to see trees. -
You don't even have to say it out loud.
Okay.
-I got it. -Okay?
I got it.
All right, whenever you're ready, take off your blindfold.
-What do you see? -
-I... -
Nothing.
I see trees.
Okay.
That's okay.
We'll come back.
We'll always come back.
-No. -
No!
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I wouldn't fall asleep.
What happens if I fall asleep?
Same thing that happens when you cross that line,
unless you wanna go back to grandma's cookies.
I wouldn't mind if I wasn't so fucking thirsty.
-Where are you going now? -To pee.
Is that okay with you?
At least we still have that.
You wanna do the honors or me?
-Why do you hate them? -
These people, they want chaos.
Okay?
Our job is to make sure we never get to that point.
So do I hate them?
No, I don't hate 'em.
I just eliminate chaos.
Amputate it before it spreads.
And they are the infection.
You should know that better than anyone, David.
Is anybody hungry?
We need some kind of plan, even if it's fruitless.
24 hours and all I've had that sewage runoff.
My stomach still hasn't made a peep.
How about you, David? You hungry?
What were you burying?
What?
Before I met you, what were you burying?
What the fuck are you talking about?
Who were you burying?
My brother.
Did it work?
Wait, whoa, whoa. Back the fuck up.
What happened to your brother?
He died.
When?
A couple months ago.
And you're just getting around to burying him now?
Wa...
So let me get this straight.
Your brother died and you dug him up
and you're putting them in this Holy ground?
And this, this is normal behavior to you?
I mean, correct me if I'm wrong,
but isn't your whole people's thing
embracing your mortality, giving over to the inevitable?
Let's say it's real. Okay?
Let's say you brought him back.
Let's say this whole fucking thing is real,
and he's out here and you brought them back.
Then what?
What if they're trapped here?
What if they're trapped here, and you trapped him here?
Then what?
I really hate this fuckin' place.
Hey!
Powell?
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Sir?
Sir, I'm going to need you to put your hands
behind your head and turn around.
Your hands!
You.
Powell?
Hey.
Whoa, hey, hey, hey.
Let's just relax.
Hey, let's just cool down for a minute.
It's not real.
Hey, wh...
Why don't you just give me the gun for a minute?
Or, or, or just maybe unload it?
What are you saying?
I'm saying that this is messing with our heads
and we need to eliminate from the equation
the thing that might accidentally kill us.
Don't come any closer.
I want no part of this.
You.
This is your fault.
You did this.
I'm not going down because you're too afraid
to accept your brother's dead.
Powell, just give me the gun.
-Oh. -
What, are you going to fall for this shit, too, Parker?
Huh?
Why don't you go just dig up your dead sister's corpse?
-Give me the gun. -Just give him the gun!
Shut the fuck up!
The zip ties, where are they?
What?
Tie her up.
Give me the damn zip ties.
Um, I'm not going to do that, Powell.
No.
Tie her up or I'll shoot her.
Just tie me up.
You're gonna do something now, Parker?
-Now's your chance. -
So make the goddamn move.
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No.
-No, no, no- -
How was it possible for three people
to make this many dirty dishes?
I feel like I've been washing these for an hour.
It's like they're appearing out of thin air.
You know what'd make eating that candy easier?
If you had a plate.
You know what? You should get one for yourself.
And a knife, so we can cut it and we can share.
-Steak knife or butter knife? -How about both?
Okay. Hold it.
Stop. Just stop.
What drink would go well with this?
A glass of milk.
-Chocolate milk? -Yeah, chocolate milk.
And make sure all the syrup
sticks to the bottom of the glass.
Hey, you know, I'm not doing these dishes.
Uh, you know what?
This knife's too dull.
Maybe you could give me like a butcher's knife or something?
You're encouraging him, Grace.
That's perfect. That's perfect.
Thank you.
Grace.
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David.
You came.
Do you know what the purple stands for?
-David, this is- -Uh, yeah.
Will you be joining us for dinner, David?
Are you religious?
-Not really. -
Good. You can start fresh, you know?
Organized religion, churches?
They're no longer relevant.
We've got a new religion now.
We have proof that there's actual existence up there.
Actual proof.
There's never been anything like that before now.
What do you mean? Like the ghosts?
The void.
Did he teach you that?
Please, David. Sit.
Brothers and sisters, take the leap.
Seek the void.
-Uh, uh... -
Where's this, uh, void?
-I'd like to seek it. -In the woods.
It's with the, the Chest?
That's right.
We're trekking out there tomorrow.
Perhaps you'd like to join us?
How often do you take people out there?
Every day.
-Do any of them ever say that they found it? -
Every so often.
And you believe them?
-No.
Uh...
Have any of you, anyone here?
No? So just you?
What did you see?
Do you know how this town started, David?
It was a family. A man and his wife and their three kids.
And he brought them across country to find a land
that he'd seen in a vision.
Green fields,
forests, rivers, lush farmland.
It was understood that they would settle there and grow old.
But the years passed by and they became lost.
A child died, the wife...
Eventually they did find it, this...
Place.
And they built their house on the river.
And not long after they had settled,
another family came by on boat,
a mother and her two children,
whose husband had had the same vision
of this land before he passed.
The family welcomed them and they built another house.
And one by one more people started coming
by boat and by land, and before you know it,
they had their little community.
And they...
They had their happiness
On his deathbed, the father leaned into his eldest child
and told them a secret.
The vision he had had of that far away land,
they never found it.
This...
It's not that place.
When they stumbled upon this land, he was merely tired.
And this land, he figured, was good enough.
The void?
It showed me something:
who I am, who I thought I was.
It showed me this town and these people
who all dream for something greater,
when the whole time, right in front of them, is this place.
But, I never saw anything.
I felt it.
I didn't see because I wouldn't dare look.
What happens if you look?
You got out.
How?
There's only one way out.
Are you sure?
Yes.
Okay then.
What does the bell mean?
Are you ready?
Take the leap.
Seek the void.
Hey.
-Hey, stop, stop, stop, stop. -
Whoa, whoa.
Hey! Stop it!
Let me, what are you doing?
What are you doing? Stop!
No!
Stop!
No!
Stop it!
N-no!
No!
Grace, how do you feel?
This is the moment you lost her.
And you had your chance, David.
You could have stopped her, but you didn't.
You left her here, and she never looked back.
And then the church and the fire.
I was there with her when she burned.
And now we're back here.
So why don't you do something about it?
Restore some other fucking order.
Do it.
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Oh, no.
Oh, come on...
Oh, shit.
Oh, come on.
Oh.
Parker!
Parker, there's no way out!
-Parker! -
You had your chance, Parker.
You made your choice!
Ah!
Hey, hey.
Hey.
Hey, it's okay.
It's okay.
-I saw him. -Yeah, I know.
I know, but we gotta go.
-We gotta go. -I saw my brother.
I saw my brother.
-David I saw- -Shh-shh.
Did you hear it?
It's not supposed to be real.
It's not supposed to be real...
Ellie, look at me.
Whatever you do, don't look away.
Don't look away.
Look at me.
What...
Are you?
It's not supposed, it's not supposed to be real.
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Okay.
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How'd you make that happen?
Oh...
This is an emergency broadcast to anyone listening.
Do not leave your homes, do not enter town,
do not go outside.
They'll take you.
We've been abandoned.
How would you feel if you saw one?
Like I'd need to see a doctor.
You?
I'd feel like I'd been lied to.
What do you think they're doing?
Praying.
To who?
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You know, I think it might be Sunday.
Normally I only come for Easters, but,
-I could use some communal wine. -
I think it's pretty much just grape juice now.
Parker?
Your sister, Grace?
She talked about you.
If you ask me,
I think you're overrated.
I see her everyday.
I don't know what it means or
if I'm supposed to do something about it, but...
I see her every day.
-And I miss her so much. -
We used to go to church with my grandparents
when we'd visit them.
Grace would always...
Would always time her bathroom breaks
with the hymn before the sermon because she knew
that the doors would lock after the song ended,
and she wouldn't be able to go back in
until the sermon was finished.
And my grandparents would get so mad.
She'd always pretend like she didn't mean to,
but we always knew she did.
And uh, one time I tried to go with her,
tried to stop her.
But she stopped me.
Sat me down and said, David, you can't.
You have to stay.
At dinner one night, my grandparents had asked her
why she always skipped the sermon,
and she said uh...
She said, "I don't need that sermon, you know?
It's not gonna give me anything".
and my grandmother, she was a...
She was a godly woman, you know,
guilty and ashamed of everything.
She appalled by this and she said, "Gracie, you must repent.
You must not say such things.
If you don't listen, then you might not get to heaven."
Gracie laughed.
She giggled, like she knew something that we didn't,
and she said, "Of course I will.
I'm just gonna go where David goes,
and he always listens to the sermons."
But she went.
And I'm still here.
And I think...
I think I'm good.
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I think I'm good.
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There's only one way out.
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