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(High pitched beeps)
(rapid gasps)
(tools clatter)
(rapid gasps)
(indistinct speech)
(victim whimpers)
(rapid gasps)
(somber music)
- (indistinct) Reminds you what
bubble gum feels like in cold water..
(indistinct speech)
(footsteps crunch) (somber music)
(audio skips)
(somber music)
- The deceased is a female with signs of external trauma.
Homicide's here to help with the investigation.
(wind whooshes)
- I come here and walk my dog in the morning sometimes.
I noticed an individual dumping rubbish.
- My name's Captain BJ Ross. (sighs)
I'm here to tell you that our hearts go out to the community
that this sort of thing just does not happen here.
Indeed, we are a community, a family, really.
(somber music)
(upbeat music)
(peaceful violin music)
- Abby's Soul Seeker here.
We're here at Mission Park
on this beautiful Thursday afternoon.
Sun is shining, soaking in the D rays,
spreading love and light like always.
Are we good, Jonathan?
Hey, you.
Excuse me, yes, you.
Hey, you're in our shot.
Thank you.
Love you!
(peaceful violin music) (birds chirp)
(static hisses)
(camera clicks)
So springtime is right around the corner,
and I just picked up
one of these Mosh Seven bikinis on Shopify.
These are great.
Super comfortable, super cute.
Wait a second.
Are all of your friends here suddenly?
Is that your best friend and his fiance?
(indistinct shouting)
- [Jonathan] I'm not sure.
I think so.
- Finally did it, buddy, nice.
(indistinct speech)
- Abby, I have something.
- Whoa.
Oh, whoa.
- Abby, it's been too long.
(friend gasps)
Way too long.
- [Abby] I can't see, something is in my eye.
- I've been wanting to say this for a while.
- Whoa.
- But now, seems good a time as any.
- Well, time is just a social construct,
so anytime could be a good one or a bad one.
- Will you?
- You're really doing this right now?
In front of basically everyone you know?
In my bikini?
(birds chirp)
(romantic music)
(friends cheer and clap)
- That's my boy!
(friends cheer and clap) (indistinct speech)
(water bubbles)
(waves splash)
(upbeat music) (water bubbles)
(indistinct shouting)
(upbeat music) (indistinct shouting)
(friends cheer)
(indistinct speech)
(friends cheer)
- Abby, Abby, Abby, Abby!
- Jon told me everything and I am so excited for you.
I'm so excited for you, are you excited?
- I am...
(indistinct speech)
- We've always talked about Greece.
Plus it's an epic shoot location.
Hell, we may even do some of the episodes there.
You know what I mean?
But I'm telling you that she is the one.
I mean, every time I think about her,
I just can't even explain it.
Can't even put it into words.
- Jonathan, you found a way!
(friends cheer)
I always thought you were gay!
(indistinct speech)
- Jump, jump Jim Jump!
(water drips)
(wind blows)
(cloth slides)
(faint music)
(glass shatters)
(light clicks)
(cloth rustles)
- That's my GoPro.
Please stay. (zipper zips)
Can we just talk?
I mean, why won't you talk to me?
(luggage rustles)
(door clicks)
(footsteps echo) (faint traffic noise)
(wind whooshes)
(door clicks)
- I hate to do this, but my mom and I are super close.
We're basically the same person.
She's very artsy, very bohemian, intellectual.
She's always there for me when I need her.
I hate asking her to do this,
and I'm not a super fan of Sacramento, but...
- [Mother] Hey Abs, I was just thinking of you.
- Hey Mom.
- Honey, can I call you back?
I'm with Ash in the RV.
We're basically headed to Baja right now
with Woodrow and his dog, Copper.
- What about our house?
- [Mother] We sold that home.
Ash has some property in Baja
we can park the RV on until it gets too hot.
Then we might drive up to Bellingham to stay
with his dad who's on hospice.
This is an exciting new adventure for us.
- Okay, I just wanted to see how you were doing, love you.
- Love you too, Abs.
- Ash says Hi. - Hi.
- So my mom is rocking the RV.
My best friend Erin is living with her arrangement
and they just had a new baby, so that's out.
My other friend T lives in a tiny studio dump
with three cats and I'm allergic as F.
Look at me, I'm housing challenged.
I'm houseless. (soft ominous music)
I feel weird asking anyway. (dramatic musical score)
Call it pride or call it whatever.
- (shouts) Please talk to me.
What did I do, tell me.
At least do me that courtesy.
What am I supposed to tell all my friends
and family now, Abby?
Stop, Abby.
What the fuck did I do?
- It's me, it's not you.
- [Jonathan] Oh, good line.
- I love you more than myself, maybe that's the problem.
- Another good line, Abby.
You just afraid to be the authentic you.
- Au revoire, les enfants.
(engine revs)
- Wow.
(faint frantic music)
(music intensifies)
(crickets chirp)
(footsteps crunch)
(cart rattles) (frantic music)
(bags rustle)
- How do you define a life?
Some possessions in a cardboard box,
some tennis balls, an umbrella, a sewing machine.
These tragic hands?
I wish I could just sleep here tonight.
(classical music plays)
(door scrapes shut)
(wind blows)
Afoot and lighthearted, I take to the open road.
Happy, free, the world before me.
The long brown path leading wherever I choose.
I ask not for good fortune.
I myself am good fortune.
Happy and content, I travel the open road.
I need to pee again.
(pensive music)
(upbeat music) (singing in foreign language)
(music fades)
(water burbles)
Way up here this close to Heaven,
nothing seems to matter much.
(water burbles)
So I broke up with Jonathan yesterday.
I think he's gonna be okay. (sniffs)
I'll just pray that God puts us both where we need to be
and I hope that someone, somewhere,
someday, hears my soul in these videos
and thinks, "Wow, she gave me a reason to go on."
(sniffs)
Light love.
(Abby cries) (water burbles)
(ominous music)
(rain patters)
(ominous music)
- And we're all nameless anyway,
and they cut our throats,
and they're cannibals, and and they sell us like slaves!
They're hunting us, they're hunting us,
they're hunting us!
(music intensifies)
We're all nameless anyway,
and they cut our throats like cannibals,
and, and, and they sell us like slaves!
They're hunting us, they're hunting us like animals.
They're hunting us like animals.
(ominous music)
And then they sell us like slaves.
(ominous music) (indistinct shouting)
(faint traffic noise) (ominous music)
(ominous music)
- There's a lot of people here.
Just makes me realize how grateful I am for what I have.
(indistinct shouting)
- They sell us like slaves!
They sell us like slaves!
(ominous music)
Maybe God put me here for a reason,
to be a voice for these forgotten men and women,
to shed some light on the situation.
I didn't know it was this bad.
I had no idea.
But that's what happens when we live
like sheltered automatons,
walking around with blinders on.
- [Sitting Person] Bosco took my guitar,
and it has my mother's baby photos in it.
- [Abby] We can get it back.
- How, dude?
He's in Anchorage by now.
- We can go to Alaska.
- Walk to Alaska?
- Yeah.
- Yeah?
You're as dumb as the rest of these bums.
- I'm not a bum.
I have like a million Instagram followers.
- Whoop di doo.
- Am I what?
- [Interviewer] Are you housing challenged?
- Am I housing challenged?
Yeah, I'm housing challenged, man.
Yeah, I haven't had a place to live in probably seven years.
What year is it?
- Just spreading the message.
Spreading the message of God.
And...
- When I got in a bad car accident,
ended up breaking my arm
and spraining my wrist,
caused me to lose my job down at the lumber yard.
- [Interviewer] Are you homeless?
- Currently.
- You gotta be more.
More to one another.
Come on, let's go!
It's time to get up.
You said you were gonna meet me over there
at the coffee shop and you never came over there.
I needed that three bucks.
Let's go, get up.
- [Interviewer] Are you dealing with any issues
of addiction, Spider?
- Yeah.
- I don't know what term to use.
It's sad, is the best thing to describe it.
This shouldn't happen in the first world.
Where do our tax dollars go?
- [Interviewer] So I'm here with Jenny.
Jenny, how old are you?
- 22.
- What's your current situation?
- I'm here with my husband and my friend Jenny.
We came from New Mexico.
- [Interviewer] Are you homeless?
- Yes.
- [Interviewer] Are you dealing with any addiction issues?
- Uh, yes, drugs.
- Let's go.
Let's get up.
Get up, get up now!
Get up!
- Oh my God.
(ominous music)
(dramatic musical score)
(ominous music)
(upbeat music)
- Yeah, this is what the inside looks like.
Honestly speaking, it's actually very cozy.
I haven't really fully set it up yet.
I kind of just did this impromptu.
It's okay, I'm a good driver.
I can, I can do this. (laughs)
These are the shoes I'm wearing right now.
Free toe pics, you're welcome.
Yeah, it's a little messy right now.
As you can tell.
(indistinct speech)
Here's bikini. (grunts)
Yeah, honestly, I had a little trouble
with the top just earlier,
and yes, I had my bra on.
I didn't wanna take it off, okay.
Keeping the bra on.
(knock on window)
(faint traffic noise)
- I just got this super long message from Jonathan.
I was gonna read it, but it's all sappy and cliche
and who wants to hear the lines anyway?
"I have never felt like this about anyone.
Our connection is so deep,"
yada yada.
Well, you're boring, and I hate to say it,
but you have rage issues.
And he always made me call him Jonathan.
Why not Johnny or John?
That pissed him off more than anything.
If I called him John, "I'm not John.
That's not my name."
Was there a John in your life that you hated so much?
Jonathan just sounds so pretentious.
If you hate J-O-H-N, just go by J-O-N.
(cheerful music)
- She seems sweet.
(cheerful music)
(wind blows) (ominous musical score)
- Movement. (echoes)
Drift. (echoes)
Bounce. (echoes)
Sky. (echoes)
Heart. (echoes)
(electronic trill)
Mom's haircut. (echoes) (musical trill)
Eternity. (echoes)
(ominous musical score)
Eternity. (echoes)
Mom. (echoes)
Bounce. (echoes)
Heart. (echoes)
Bounce. (echoes)
(ominous musical score)
(high pitched tone)
I am an artist (urgent music)
and this is my art.
This is how I express myself,
my deepest moods.
(opera music plays) (singing in foreign language)
(laughter echoes)
(upbeat music)
(music fades) (wind blows)
There.
That symbolizes how indecisive I am, like Dante.
Maybe I should have married him.
Fuck it.
(upbeat music)
Look at how skinny I'm getting from not eating.
That has to be a bonus, right? (birds chirp)
(somber music)
As an artist, you have to put yourself out there.
Throw yourself into the void.
You can't just imagine a world...
Hey, what's the word?
Probably didn't hear me.
(papers rustle) (peaceful music)
(ominous music)
(cheerful classical music)
(music intensifies)
(Abby giggles)
(playful music)
(bowl chimes)
(playful music)
(Abby scrubs teeth)
(playful music)
(Abby spits)
Stay tuned for part two.
(peaceful music) (water flows)
(wind blows)
(indistinct whispers) (peaceful music)
(wind blows) (water flows)
(dramatic musical score)
(peaceful music)
(masked runner grunts)
(car alarm blares)
What the fuck, dude?
(car horn honks)
(car alarm blares)
(dramatic musical score)
(water flows)
(peaceful music)
(wind blows)
I'm like super holistic, okay?
I don't even drink, guys. (ominous music)
Never been stoned or high.
(heart beat thumps)
(electronic trill)
(ominous music)
(dramatic musical score)
(water flows)
(ominous music)
(water trickles)
(ominous music)
(indistinct whispers)
(ominous music)
(music intensifies)
(electronic chirps)
(ominous music)
(peaceful music)
Please, help me, I can't...
I can't find...
(soft thump) (Abby gasps)
(peaceful music)
- I can't...
(footsteps scrape)
(ominous music)
(faint traffic noise)
(ominous music)
(footsteps scrape) (ominous music)
Hello?
(dramatic musical score)
(ominous music)
(rapid footsteps)
(ominous music)
(high pitched beeping)
- Ma'am?
Ma'am, this is private property, ma'am,
you can't be here.
- Why?
Why can't I be here?
This is a free country.
- I understand, ma'am, but you can't be here.
Come on, let's go.
- But this is a church.
Welcome to all.
God loves all his children.
- I understand, ma'am.
But you just can't be here.
Come on, let's go.
- Get your fucking hands off me!
I have a right,
like any other creature on this planet to be.
You touch me, and you're violating my rights!
- I understand, ma'am, but you can't be here.
So let's go.
Come on.
- This isn't healing!
This isn't healing!
You're destroying a soul!
(peaceful music)
- Hi, I am Leah Lamb.
Hi, I'm Leah Lamb.
- You already said that, bitch.
(somber music)
- Are you okay?
Are you okay?
(somber music)
The animal people took my friend's laptop
and tossed her in a dumpster.
- Get the fuck away from me
before I bash your fucking head in.
(somber music)
(wind blows)
(distorted music)
- Dignity, it's important to maintain dignity
in moments like this.
All right, I just shit myself.
Dignity is one of the highest...
Yeah, I shit myself.
Running outta clean underwear.
(faint traffic noise)
Okay, I'm live on my feed.
Abby's Soul Seeker here with, I don't know your name,
but you're a human being.
Someone loved you once, you had dreams,
you laughed at weddings, you wore flannel and tweed.
You got burned by the sun.
You held your mother's hand.
I love you more than anything.
(birds chirp)
(high pitched indistinct singing)
♪ Shall be comforted unto thee ♪
(high pitched singing continues)
- Who am I?
Who am I?
Who am I, who am I, who am I?
(Abby pants)
(singing continues)
♪ And my mouth shall spring forth thy praise ♪
- Shut the fuck up!
- [Interviewer] I'm here with Abby.
Abby, how old are you?
- 21.
- [Interviewer] What's your current situation?
- Uh, I'm trying to get to Sacramento.
I broke up with my boyfriend,
because he was emotionally abusive.
So here I am.
- [Interviewer] Are you homeless?
- I don't like that term.
I'm a solo traveler.
- [Interviewer] Are you dealing with addiction issues, Abby?
- Well, I was, but I'm not an addict.
Somebody stuck me in the leg with something.
Maybe fentanyl.
- [Interviewer] We see a lot of that.
What they do is get you hooked,
and they can traffic you out
or force you to do things against your will.
- That's messed up.
- [Interviewer] Abby, here's a voucher
for a hotel room and my card.
We can also get you in a treatment facility,
but you have to want to get clean.
- I'm not an addict.
- [Interviewer] Okay.
- I'm not.
- I get it.
We try to document everyone,
get them into temporary housing
or offer treatment options
if they're experiencing any type
of mental or addiction challenges.
- Thank you so much, sir, thank you.
- Oh, you're welcome, Abby.
Take care of yourself.
- Are you doing anything later?
(faint traffic noise)
(indistinct crowd noise)
(water sprays)
(faint knock)
(water sprays)
(door clicks)
(water drips)
(door clicks)
(water splashes)
So if you think about it,
there was a time your mom and dad put you down,
and never picked you back up again.
Just remember that.
(ominous music)
(dramatic musical score)
(faint speech)
(traffic noise)
(distant sobbing)
(cloth rustles)
(faint sobbing)
- It's not that bad, lady.
(door squeaks)
- Thank y'all.
Sorry I, I feel like I wasted your time.
- No, no, no, no, no.
- It's okay. - It's okay.
- Hey, I mean it happens.
- Yeah, it happens all the time.
You're not the first one.
(cross talk)
(birds chirp) (water flows)
(high pitched tone)
(dramatic musical score)
(birds chirp)
(dramatic musical score)
(birds chirp)
(leaves crunch)
- Hello?
(ominous music) (leaves crunch)
Hello?
(birds chirp)
(ominous music) (leaves crunch)
(dramatic musical score)
(cross talk)
- [Unknown Voice] Sure, 500 bucks.
- Whoa, it's a thousand.
- 500,000.
- [Unknown Voice] No, no no, it was 500.
- No, 500,000. - Each.
- [Unknown Voice] No, no, it was...
- [Together] Bye!
Thank you!
- Wait, wait!
- Is that your boyfriend? (indistinct shouting)
- My SD.
- Sugar daddy?
You're a sugar baby?
- Yep.
- Give me some sugar, baby.
- I can do that.
Hey, I know you.
- [Abby] You do?
- Abby Soul Seeker, right?
Hey, I've seen your TikToks.
- No way!
- You inspire me.
- Me too!
- [Abby] Oh!
- Whenever I'm down, I watch your reels and I feel happy.
- Me too.
You guys can stay with me tonight.
I got the presidential suite.
- [Sadie] Do I have to play with you, daddy?
- Yes.
(both laugh)
- Deal.
Let me see your stuff so I know you're not a cop.
- [Princess] I wanna see.
(Sadie laughs)
- Okay.
- This is Princess.
- Hi.
- It's nice to meet you, Princess.
- Hi, nice to meet you.
(cheerful music)
♪ Oh boy ♪
♪ Same situation ♪
♪ Watch you say over and out ♪
- Building, (indistinct)
♪ That you look so indifferent ♪
♪ And eyes down on my heart ♪
(music fades)
- [Sadie] Why did you say no?
- [Abby] I'm not sure. (spray paint hisses)
- [Sadie] Had to be something.
- [Abby] Complex needs.
- [Sadie] That's it?
- [Abby] He had an animal tattoo.
- [Sitting Person] Animal?
- [Abby] You know like from the Muppets.
- [Sitting Person] A trifle dated.
- [Abby] A trifle.
- [Sadie] But hey, he's playful, exuberant.
A bit of a party animal.
- [Abby] Or an ADHD sociopath with terrible grooming.
- [Sadie] (laughs) That too.
(spray paint hisses)
Where was the tattoo?
- [Abby] Shoulder.
- Ew.
Not quite as bad as the evil clown or dice tattoo,
but right up there.
- [Abby] He wanted to get the evil clown.
I'm not joking.
- [Sadie] That's usually a major deal breaker.
Unless he just got out of prison,
then at least the sex will be decent.
(Abby laughs)
(spray can hisses) (spray can rattles)
- [Abby] Okay, let's see.
This looks good.
- [Sadie] Look at that.
(upbeat music)
♪ I'm gonna be the best ♪
♪ That you never never have ♪
♪ I'mma kick back when you fake like that ♪
♪ (indistinct) I don't play that fact ♪
♪ Would you lemme go ♪
♪ No, you never come back ♪
♪ I'mma be the best that you never never had ♪
♪ I'mma kick back when you fake like that ♪
♪ I'm a getter at the game ♪
♪ I don't play that fact ♪
♪ Would you let me go ♪
♪ No you never come back ♪
♪ I'mma be the best that you never never had ♪
♪ I'mma kick back ♪
♪ Take that back ♪
♪ Would you lemme go ♪
♪ I'mma be the best that you never never ♪
♪ I'mma kick back ♪
- I met a wood spirit today.
(dramatic musical score)
Is this okay?
- You mean like an elf or a pixie?
- But when I play the audio back,
it just sounds like this.
(mouse clicks)
(speaking foreign language)
- Maybe try a filter.
- You know Premier?
- Pretty well.
I had Adobe Suite.
Go to effects, (mouse clicks)
audio filters.
(mouse clicks)
And there should be an option
that's like shift pitch or something.
Shift pitch or...
- [Abby] This one?
- [Sadie] Pitch, yeah, that one right there.
Okay, now apply it to the track.
Yeah, right there.
(speaking foreign language)
- Go to... four.
(mouse clicks)
Maybe try five.
That's much better.
Okay, now add some gain.
(mouse clicks)
- [Unknown Voice] Take two steps back
move to your right.
- There we go.
- Good work, fancy pants.
- Detailed audio parameters.
- The wood spirit read my mind.
My dad told me a story
that if you ever hear a strange voice in the forest,
it's hidden treasure,
and you have to have the courage to dig it up,
and not be timid.
- He sounds smart.
- He's brilliant.
- Hello?
- [Demon] Hello?
- Can you hear me?
- [Demon] Yes.
- You can?
(wind blows)
- [Demon] Abigail, I love your work.
- You know me?
- [Demon] Take two steps back and move to your right.
(water drips)
- Why?
- [Demon] You are too loud.
Your voice is hurting my ear.
(debris crunches)
- Is this okay?
- [Demon] Much better.
- All right.
- [Demon] Like I was saying, you are well known.
(water drips)
- I try.
Gotta get those L's and V's, right?
- [Demon] L's and V's?
- Likes and views.
- [Demon] Yes, I love the one with the boots.
- You mean the hiking shoes?
- [Demon] You wear them, (high pitched tone)
and they last forever.
- Well, not necessarily forever, but long enough.
- [Demon] Abigail, you are a bright shining light.
- Please call me Abby.
It sounds weird when you say Abigail.
- [Demon] I'm sorry.
- Don't be.
- [Demon] In an unforgiving world,
we need more authentic storytellers.
(high pitched tone)
- I think so.
- [Demon] Who else (echoes) will give...
Who else will give the forgotten a voice?
- That's what I was saying.
(dramatic musical score)
- [Demon] Tell me, Abby, can you help me?
- Can I see you?
- [Demon] Not just yet.
- How come?
- [Demon] I'm unkempt
in this light.
In this light.
- What do you need?
- [Demon] A favor.
- Okay.
- [Demon] Behind you. (echoes)
Under those leaves. (echoes)
Hurry and see. (echoes)
(leaves rustle)
- Someone lost it?
- [Demon] There is a name and address.
- Leah Lamb, 1888 Winfield Drive.
- [Demon] Remember the story of the hidden treasure?
- Yeah, my dad told it to me.
He told me you had to have the courage
to go grab an opportunity and to not be...
- [Demon] Timid.
- Yeah.
- [Demon] Absolutely.
- [Abby] That's super cool you knew that.
- [Demon] I know a thing or two, Abby.
- I bet you do.
- [Demon] (distorted) You shall see such pretty things.
- What?
(mouse clicks)
That's all there is.
- Where's the purse?
- It has this.
Leah Lamb.
And about $300 cash. (money rustles)
- Score, baby girl. (Abby giggles)
So you gonna go?
- I have to.
It's destiny, right?
- Your light tethers me to this reality.
- Are you sure?
- It's so bright.
(Abby and Sadie kiss)
- Push your tongue out...
Further.
Feel me.
(Abby and Sadie kiss)
- Can you take me?
I wanna talk to the wood spirit.
- Of course.
- Do you think he can help me with a blessing too?
- Yes.
(Abby and Sadie kiss)
(wind blows) (water drips)
(soft dramatic score)
- Sadie.
Sadie, are you okay?
(dramatic musical score)
(ominous music)
(dramatic musical score)
(whispers) Sadie, Sadie!
- [Sadie] Hmm?
- (whispers) There's someone in here.
- [Sadie] What?
- Someone is in here with us.
- [Sadie] It's okay, it's Ronald.
- (whispers) Ronald?
- [Sadie] My boyfriend.
(dramatic musical score)
- Why is he acting like that?
- [Sadie] He is no longer with us.
(dramatic musical score)
(ominous music)
- Maybe we could do that, you know?
- Yeah.
- Go work out someplace.
If you feel like you're being watched, you probably are.
- Why?
- Our brain has a gaze detection system
developed millions of years ago to save us from predators.
- That's so cool.
(leaves crunch) (birds chirp)
- You think I'm pretty?
(wind blows) (birds chirp)
(leaves crunch)
(birds chirp)
(ominous music)
(indistinct whispers)
(ominous music)
(faint cries)
(leaves rustle)
- [Abby] Sadie?
Sadie?
(leaves rustle)
(footsteps echo)
Sadie?
(ominous music) (debris clatters)
Sadie!
(ominous music)
(faint sobbing)
(peaceful music)
(engine rumbles)
(peaceful music)
- [Abby] I'm not sure
what the universe is trying to tell me,
but it just feels right.
Caught up in a mystery and it's giving me a purpose.
(door scrapes)
(peaceful music)
(shoes clatter)
(peaceful music)
This is so me.
(peaceful music)
(dramatic musical score) (toy roars)
(toy clatters)
(footsteps echo)
(door rattles)
(boxes squeak)
(upbeat music)
(ominous musical score)
(ominous music)
(crickets chirp)
(cloth rustles)
(crickets chirp)
- [Unknown Voice] (whispers) Open my ears,
(indistinct)
(whispers) My tongue shall sing, I shall be clean.
(whispers) Wash me in...
(whispers) Sacrifices be made.
(whispers) The deed shall be done.
(whispers) Deliver my blood from the (indistinct)
(whispers) Open my lips,
(whispers) So my mouth shall spring forth joy.
(whispers) My bones shall be dust.
(whispers) Unclean spirits rejoice
(whispers) in the house of the damned.
(whispers) I am star,
(whispers) I bring light into this world.
(crickets chirp)
(dog barks)
(toilet flushes)
(dramatic musical score)
(water trickles)
(crickets chirp)
(cloth rustles)
(dramatic musical score)
(lamp rattles) (light clicks)
(light clicks)
(cloth rustles)
(peaceful music)
(wind whooshes)
(eerie music)
(soft musical score)
(soft musical score) (heartbeat thumps)
(eerie music)
(ominous music)
(music stops)
- Help me! (indistinct shouting)
(soft musical score)
(eerie distorted music) (heartbeat thumps)
(victim screams)
- Please, please stop, please.
- [Abby] Today you die.
- Where are they?
Where are they?
(Abby screams) (intruder punches)
Where, where are they?
(intruder yells and punches) (Abby screams)
Where, where?
Where are they?
(Abby gurgles)
Where are they?
- [Abby] Where are they?
- [Intruder] Where are they?
Where are my-
(Abby punches)
(intruder yells)
(dramatic music)
(urgent music)
(gun fires)
- Oh my God!
(both scream)
(water burbles)
(doorbell rings)
- Okay, loser!
Jonathan, I know you've been messing
with me this whole time,
and following me around like a little clingy bitch!
(birds chirp)
Hi.
- Hello, are you the head of the household?
- Yes.
- Can we leave you with some literature about the good word?
- Why?
- Because we love you, and we see you are suffering.
- How do you know that?
You just met me.
- It's our ministry to care.
- What if I think zero plus zero still equals zero?
- This isn't about mathematics.
- Listen to what I'm saying for a second, okay, listen.
- We just wanna leave...
- I said, listen, bitch!
What if I think zero plus zero still equals zero?
- That doesn't mean anything.
- You're right,
it doesn't mean anything.
So if all I have at the end of the day is zero,
then how come I'm reading your cock sucking pamphlet?
- [Mormon 2] It might help give you some clarity.
- Clarity?
(scoffs) Clarity.
I'm holding a sword with somebody else's blood on it.
I, it may be mine, I have no idea.
I'm confused.
I have questions just like you.
You came here thinking, "Are they gonna like us?"
Are they gonna let us in?
Are they gonna gouge out our eyes
"and chuck our bodies into a pond to be eaten by turtles?"
- I think we need to go now.
- Yes, get outta my sight.
Your ignorance depletes me.
(birds chirp)
(faint music)
Are you kidding me?
(sighs) You're pathetic, Jonathan.
A fucking mask?
(cheerful music)
(items clatter)
(cheerful music)
Hey guys, you are not going to believe this.
Check this out.
Leah Lakes lives here.
She's like one of the top branded influencers.
I'm so dumb.
Leah Lamb is Leah Lakes.
(upbeat music)
I wish I could have met her.
She's like one of my heroes.
(cheerful music)
Leah, Abby Soul Seeker was here.
You have a great house.
Au revoir, les enfants.
Perfect.
(cheerful music)
(text bubble pops)
Yes, my mom texted me.
"I wanna see you, (text bubble pops)"
but it's impossible in the RV.
It only sleeps two and we have the dogs.
(text bubble pops)
It's also very toxic when we get together,
(text bubble pops)
and I think you should take this alone time
to really discover who you are
"and what you want out of this life."
(phone rattles) (text bubble pops)
Toxic!
Toxic?
You fucking whore!
You abandoned me and then drive Dad outta your life.
Fucking alcoholic witch.
(faint upbeat music) (phone rattles)
(buttons chime)
(Abby huffs)
Mom, it's me.
Please, just for a few days until I can figure things out.
I'm dealing with some real sussy trash ops,
and I can't talk about it too much.
Just call me back, please.
I love you.
(crickets chirp)
(car alarm chirps)
(box lid scrapes)
One thing about Jonathan, he is not cheap.
Thank you, baby.
Somebody DMed me and asked,
"Are you worried people are gonna judge you
because you took drugs?"
First off, I didn't take drugs, I was drugged.
Secondly, this isn't me.
This is a persona.
This is free speech.
This is entertainment value
so you actually care what I'm doing.
(crickets chirp) (faint traffic noise)
Oh, take my hand, Abby Forrester.
What peoples and cities are these?
What rivers, what plains?
Trees so high.
Dwellings of men and women so warm and inviting.
(crickets chirp)
At least you still love me, right?
Even if I don't have anybody else, I still have you.
(faint traffic noise) (Abby sighs)
(wind blows)
(soft chittering)
(high pitched tone)
(urgent music)
(dramatic musical score)
(Abby screams)
(dramatic music)
(glass shatters) (car alarm blares)
(Abby shrieks) (glass shatters)
(Abby struggles) (car alarm blares)
(match strikes)
(Abby pants)
(fire roars)
(car alarm blares)
(indistinct shouting)
(rapid footsteps)
(Abby pants)
(urgent music)
(Abby pants)
(urgent music)
(phone buzzes)
(Abby pants)
Mom.
(cheerful music)
- [Mother] Hey Abs, just checking in.
- Mom, I need you to listen.
I need your help.
- [Mother] We're all a little tight
with funds right now, Abs.
- It's not about money.
The government is sending these hypersonic sound waves
that's basically making people
like cannibals (cheerful music)
and they're assaulting me in these really messed up ways.
- [Mother] Is there any other way?
- Mom, don't placate me like I'm 12.
- [Mother] I'm trying to get you to focus.
- I am focused.
- [Mother] Abs, you sound pretty scattered.
- Mom, I need your help.
This is beyond serious.
- [Mother] Well, we're taking Copper to the vet right now
because he gunned at Ash's chocolate stash
and is having a poop apocalypse.
(Abby pants)
- Mom, I'm in a really, really dark place right now.
(cheerful music) - [Mother] I'm sure
you're exactly where you need to be, baby.
We love you, say hi to Julian for us.
- It's Jonathan,
and I'm not even with that limp dick anymore.
- [Mother] Oh.
(Abby pants)
(dramatic musical score)
(Abby strikes) (masked figure groans)
(Abby shouts)
(both struggle) (Abby shrieks)
(Abby stabs)
(masked figure yells)
- Your own fucking intestines!
How do you like that?
(masked figure groans)
(dramatic musical score)
(gun fires)
(peaceful music) (birds chirp)
(Abby coughs)
(peaceful music)
(Abby coughs)
(peaceful music) (birds chirp)
(phone chimes)
What do you want, loser?
(peaceful music)
Just to let you know,
I don't condone murder in any shape or form,
but if it's in the spirit
of people coming after you
in order to preserve...
basically murder happens.
Murder happens.
(peaceful music)
(birds chirp)
(footsteps crunch)
(dog barks)
(high pitched tone)
Hey, do you know where Lennhart Park is?
I had parked my car.
(high pitched tone)
(dramatic musical score)
(masked figure thumps)
No, no, no, no!
(urgent music)
(Abby and masked figures struggle)
(Abby shrieks)
Get off me!
(Abby screams)
Get off of me!
Get off!
No!
Get off me!
(all struggle)
(Abby screams)
(Abby pants) (rapid footsteps)
(peaceful music) (singing in foreign language)
(door rattles)
(peaceful music) (singing in foreign language)
(Abby pants)
(ominous music)
(Moonlight Sonata plays) (Abby pants)
(door clicks)
(footsteps echo) (Moonlight Sonata continues)
(indistinct whispers) (Moonlight Sonata continues)
(distorted voices) (Moonlight Sonata continues)
(faint sobbing) (Moonlight Sonata continues)
(faint moaning) (Moonlight Sonata continues)
(Abby pants) (baby cries)
(Moonlight Sonata continues) (faint screams)
(indistinct whispers) (Moonlight Sonata continues)
- Abby! (music stops)
Abby, you're in danger!
- Why are you doing this to me?
Leave me alone you fucking stalker!
(Jonathan screams)
(dramatic music)
(faint sobbing)
(dramatic music)
(rapid footsteps)
(door squeaks)
(eerie music)
(door clicks)
(eerie music)
(debris rattles)
(Abby pants)
(faint rumble) (Abby pants)
Breathe.
Just breathe.
(metal scrapes)
(Abby pants)
Breathe.
(Abby whimpers and pants)
(urgent music)
Just breathe.
Abby, you got this.
(urgent music) (Abby pants)
(Abby coughs)
(Abby whimpers)
(dramatic musical score)
(wind blows)
(indistinct speech)
(Abby grunts)
- [Unknown Voice] I'm sorry.
(Abby screams)
I'm sorry.
(indistinct speech)
(tape rips) (Abby grunts)
(Abby huffs)
(Abby grunts)
- (whispers) Fuck.
Princess.
I can't believe it.
Where's Sadie?
She completely vanished.
Princess, what happened?
- Cooked her bones twice over.
- What do you mean?
- Took her name, took her spirit.
Gone, baby.
- She's a person, she has a name.
- No, I don't think so.
- You don't know.
Her name is Princess.
- [Ramsey] When they take your name,
they can do anything they want.
We're nothing, nobodies.
- I'm not a nobody, I have a name.
- [Ramsey] You're a nobody.
They can take everything,
and nobody will know or care.
- She's not a nobody.
I'm not a nobody.
- Right.
- You don't know anything.
I'm not a nobody.
I have a name.
- What is it, then?
Tell me your name.
- Come on, come on, relax.
Relax, come on, sit over here.
Sit over here.
Have a seat right there.
- [Ramsey] Richard the rapist...
- Shh, keep your voice down.
Or they'll come down and they'll shoot us up.
- I have a name.
- I know you do.
- You know me?
- Yes, absolutely.
- [Abby] Who am I?
- [Prisoner] Y-y-you're that girl.
You're that... everybody knows.
- [Abby] Why'd they bring me down here anyway?
- [Ramsey] Why do they bring anyone down here?
This is a slave den baby girl.
- [Prisoner 2] Don't listen to him.
He's on drugs.
- Princess, it's me.
I need to find Sadie.
- [Ramsey] Sadie long gone, baby girl.
(footsteps echo)
- What are you doing?
- Let me show you something really funny.
- I don't know.
- Why not?
Mind control's a wonderful thing.
Isn't that right, fellas?
- [Prisoner] Fuck off.
- [Ramsey] Wanna get silly with me?
- Stop, shit.
♪ Jump, jump, jump Jim Jones ♪
♪ Take a little twirl and around you go ♪
♪ Bow your head, touch your toes ♪
♪ You're a happy little soldier ♪
♪ When you jump Jim Jones ♪
- Knock it off!
♪ Jump, jump, jump Jim Jones ♪ - That ain't cool, man!
♪ Take a little twirl ♪ - I already told you!
♪ And around you go ♪ - Fuckin' stop
♪ Bow your head ♪ - With that shit!
♪ And touch your toes ♪ - I warned you
♪ Jump, jump ♪ - You're making fun of us
♪ Jump Jim Jones ♪ - And we're not fools.
♪ Take a little twirl and around you go ♪
♪ Bow your head, and touch your toes ♪
♪ You're a happy little soldier ♪
- Knock it off, mother fucker!
♪ When you jump Jim Jones ♪
- I already told you.
♪ Jump, jump, jump ♪
(distorted music) (prisoners scuffle)
- Excellent, is my suite ready, then?
- Don't take him, take-
(gun fires)
(Ramsey laughs) (urgent music)
(Abby sobs)
(soft musical score)
(ominous music)
(crowd cheers)
(ominous music)
(dramatic music)
(prisoner screams)
(blood spurts)
(prisoner screams)
(dramatic metal music)
(music ends) (weapon clatters)
(wind whooshes)
(eerie music)
- Justin, you massacred like 28 bums tonight.
- [Justin] I needed the workout.
(eerie music)
- Last man standing walks free.
- What do I do?
- You fight...
or you die.
(ominous music)
No breaks, no tap outs, no time limits.
- This is live?
- [Referee] On the dark web.
- What's the viewership?
- [Referee] Tobias?
What are we looking at?
- [Tobias] Right now,
we're dropping slightly from 800.
- 800, that's it?
- Thousand.
800,000.
(ominous music)
- Ladies and gentlemen,
welcome to the World's Underground Fighting Championship!
In this corner, willing to die horribly for the title,
the Influencer!
(crowd cheers)
And in this corner, willing to risk it all for the title,
the Masked Warrior!
(crowd cheers)
Now, let's do this before the cops come.
Let's do it.
- Let's go, assholes.
(dramatic musical score)
(ominous music)
Sweeten the pot.
(ominous music)
(chainsaw revs)
(ominous music)
(chainsaw whirs) (ominous music)
- Let's go, pussies!
(ominous music) (chainsaw whirs)
(chainsaw revs) (Abby screams)
(crowd shouts)
- Die already!
(chainsaw revs) (dramatic music)
(Abby shouts) (dramatic music)
(crowd shouts) (chainsaw whirs)
(sword swishes) (blood spurts)
(crowd shouts)
(blood spurts) (crowd cheers)
(masked fighter thumps)
(ominous music)
(dramatic musical score)
(Abby pants)
- Winner!
(crowd applauds) (crowd laughs)
Good work, you didn't die.
(footsteps scrape)
(ominous music) (Abby gasps)
(gun fires)
(waves splash) (peaceful music)
- Why do I do this?
I want to take a second and just be real.
I wanna communicate, okay?
I wanna be a force of love and light,
but mostly I just want to feel something.
I just want to fucking feel, okay?
Not this prison planet emptiness, but something real.
You fucks.
You shit wit faggots.
Fuck you!
I don't even care if I lose followers.
I don't give a shit.
Eat my shit, losers!
I hope you die.
Do your shame ridden family a favor
and take that razor and finally do it.
I wanna vomit on your grave.
Look in the mirror.
You pussies.
Yeah, you.
You fucking monkey faced fucking bitch.
Neanderthal bitch whore.
You fucking black hearted whore.
(pop sound effect)
(waves splash)
I just want to feel.
'Cause right now I can't.
(waves splash)
(phone buzzes)
- Hey, mom!
- [Mother] Abs, honey,
did you know you were just on Facebook Live?
- Uh, yeah.
- [Mother] Heather and Janice called
and said you livestreamed a hateful, racist rant.
- A wacist want?
- [Mother] A racist rant.
It was hateful, filled with vitriol, mean.
- Vitriol?
What is that, a prescription for leg tremors?
- Why are you so committed to hurting me
by broadcasting every shady aspect of yourself?
I didn't raise you like that.
- Well, maybe I'm the artist you could never be.
- [Mother] Now you're attacking my art?
That's my life, Abby.
- Mom, your paintings suck.
They're so dark and dreary,
and they look like a child painted them.
And you know what?
I don't give a fuck
that Grandpa molested you when you were six.
Stand up for yourself and have a voice for a change.
- [Mother] Abby.
How dare you say that to me?
You know I'm still recovering from the trauma of incest.
- Then recover already!
Stop playing the victim.
You know, you're the reason that Dad became an alcoholic.
You won't let anyone get close to you.
- [Mother] Fuck off, you gaslighting bitch!
I hope you fucking die.
You're dead to me, Abigail Caprice!
- Brilliant.
Use my middle name like I'm 10.
Absolute genius.
(waves splash)
(ominous music)
Yay, I'm wearing your ring.
(waves splash)
- [Jonathan] Come on, Abby.
(ominous music)
(fire crackles)
(faint traffic)
(cloth rustles)
(dramatic musical score)
(mouse clicks)
(birds chirp)
- I knew it was you, you psycho.
(ominous music)
(indistinct shouting)
(ominous music)
Sadie.
(leaves crunch)
(ominous music)
(tarp rustles)
(water splashes)
(ominous musical score)
(dramatic musical score)
(wind whooshes)
- Where's my family? - Open your eyes!
Open your eyes!
(dramatic music)
(Abby laughs)
(gun fires)
(disturbed laughter)
(Abby screams)
(dramatic music)
(dramatic musical score)
(door clicks)
- You've been following me?
- I wanted to protect you.
You weren't in your right mind.
- Really.
- I want to help you.
I care about you.
I see some of the hardships you went, you went through, Abby
drove you down a dark path and it's all my fault.
- How is it your fault?
- I pressured you.
You weren't ready, that was obvious,
and I put you under a lot of duress.
It was all about my happiness.
- Maybe I lost myself a little.
- You murdered a child, Abby.
You cut a woman's eyes out.
You desecrated a corpse.
- Least I didn't rape the panda.
- I want to help you through this, Abby,
but we have to go to the police.
We'll tell them you were drugged.
Turn yourself in.
- The devil made me do it?
- You were drugged.
They drugged you.
You committed crimes under the influence.
- Why do you have a gun, Johnny?
- For both our protection.
Look, Abby, even if we're not together
ever again, I want to help you.
I wanna see you happy.
That's what I really want.
- You always had the sappy lines.
- Please.
- That's why I said no, ultimately.
(ominous music)
- Please.
- Your lack of originality.
- Please, let's go right now.
Turn yourself in.
Ask for a reduced sentence.
I mean, Hell, maybe we can get probation.
I have the human traffickers on video
basically hunting you and your friend.
My dad knows a good attorney.
He's not cheap, but I'll pay.
I'll do anything. (sighs)
Let's go, right now.
We'll take the flash drive as evidence
of the crimes committed against you.
- Is that the only copy?
- Right now.
I haven't had the chance to bump it to my hard drive.
- I saw you at the bum fights.
- Whoa, whoa, what are you talking about?
- You had on the tiger mask.
- I wasn't there, I swear.
You were hallucinating.
- I saw your face, Jonathan.
- Why would I do that?
I tried to save you.
- Because you're more fucked up than I am.
- The drugs are making you see things, Abby.
Combined with being hungry, trying to survive,
being without a safe space.
(ominous music)
- I think it's all been made quite clear.
- Take that stupid thing off.
(dramatic music)
(Jonathan grunts)
- Die!
Fucker, fucker!
(Abby shrieks) (Jonathan screams)
(door clicks)
(peaceful music) (singer vocalizes)
(rapid footsteps)
(wind blows)
(water splashes)
(indistinct whispers)
(rapids footsteps)
(water splashes)
(Abby pants) (ominous music)
(Abby coughs)
(Abby pants and coughs)
- [Demon] Abigail...
(high pitched tone)
(Abby pants and shouts)
(dramatic music)
(Abby retches)
- [Jonathan] Abby!
Abby!
(dramatic music) Abby!
Abby!
(Abby gags)
Abby!
(dramatic music)
Abby!
(dramatic music)
Abby!
Abby.
(dramatic music)
(Abby shouts)
(dramatic music)
(Abby shouts)
(gun fires)
(dramatic music)
(ominous music)
- Brilliant. (claps)
That just takes the cake.
So you were the fucking demon the entire time,
or you were my boyfriend who was symbolically a demon?
Well, whatever.
You're dead and it doesn't matter anyways.
Take your idiot ass ring.
(dramatic musical score)
(water splashes)
(ominous music)
(dramatic musical score)
(upbeat music)
♪ I'mma kick back with a fake like that ♪
♪ (indistinct) Ever play that fact ♪
♪ Would you let me go ♪
♪ No you never come back ♪
♪ I'mma be the best that you never never had ♪
(water splashes)
♪ I'mma kick back ♪
- Hey guys, Abby Soul Seeker here again.
Woo hoo!
Check this out.
This is my new pad.
That's my new boyfriend.
He sleeps a lot.
I'll show you my new Lambo in a sec.
So yeah, got cleaned, got my shit together.
I reemerged, the new me.
You know, I kinda lost myself a bit,
(ominous music)
but sometimes you have to go down a dark alley
and confront those mean nasty monsters.
But you reemerge the new you.
So God bless you all.
I love you.
You inspire me.
You inspired me to get my groove back.
Yes, you're a part of me now.
So get out there.
You can do it.
You can do what I did and face your fears
and just fuck it, just live.
And fuck those haters. (distant sirens)
They're gonna die anyways.
You'll see.
♪ I'm a getter at the game ♪
♪ I don't play that back ♪
♪ Would you let me go ♪
♪ No you never back ♪
♪ I'mma be the best that you never never had ♪
♪ I'mma kick back when you fake like that ♪
♪ I'm a getter at the game ♪
♪ I don't play that fact ♪
(sirens wail)
(metal clanks)
- Hey, beautiful people,
in your safe little suburban prisons.
I'm coming for you.
So lock your doors and hide your kids.
Au revoir, les enfants.
(sirens wail)
(water splashes)
(crickets chirp)
(ominous music)
(heartbeat thumps)
- [Demon] Like I was saying,
you are well known.
(baby cries) (high pitched tone)
(dramatic musical score)
(cheerful music)
♪ Oh boy ♪
♪ Same situation ♪
♪ Watch you say you're different now ♪
♪ Don't you look so indifferent ♪
♪ Empty eyes ♪
♪ Down on my heart ♪
♪ Shall I pretend I'm good ♪
♪ While you hate that good ♪
♪ One night ♪
♪ You whispered your confession ♪
♪ Your love and your devotion ♪
♪ Flow (indistinct) through emotion ♪
♪ Say I want to hold you ♪
♪ Say I want to kiss you ♪
♪ There will be you and I ♪
♪ And no more cry ♪