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[tense haunting music] [video recorder beeping] - Here we go. Say something. - Get that dang camera off me. - [Caterina laughs] - [Caterina] Oh, no worries, hang on. Say something. Caleb! Boom, he kicks it! Alright, almost! [Jack laughs] - [Jack] Sorry, honey. - Ready? - Ready? - [Jack] This should be good. [Jack] Nice kick! Oh, yeah, how's that work? [ominous music] Show us those hands. Get away from me. - Look, see? - Wait, wait, wait, jump in. [all laughing] Oh, for gosh sakes! - Never been d

one before. Into the air. Oh, yes! Which leg though, the right or the left? [children chattering] Cheering and whistling, went under the leg. - Opah! - [crowd cheering] - Oh, very nice. - Where's Caleb? Where's Caleb? Caleb? [ominous music] Excuse me, mate, have you seen a boy? He's got a black backpack on. [crowd cheering] Caleb! - Caleb! [crowd cheering] - Caleb! - [Both] Caleb! - Caleb! Where is he, where is he, where is he? - Sorry, guys, did you see a little boy come past here? He's wearing

a black backpack. - I can't see him anywhere. - [Both] Caleb! [harrowing music] - Caleb! - [Both] Caleb! {\an8}[listening device chattering indistinctly] ♪ Old MacDonald had a farm ♪ ♪ E-I-E-I-O ♪ ♪ Yee-haw ♪ ♪ And on that farm he had a-- ♪ [muffled chattering on listening device] - [Hunter] Seriously, they could be like a gang of vigilantes preying on good people like us. Rhinoceros. - [Emily] No, there isn't. - [Hunter] What? - There's a rhinoceros there. - No, there isn't! - [Hunter] In the

paddock there, you just missed it. - [Winona] You missed it. - [Hunter] You can't see it 'cause you're too short. - [Winona] It's definitely black, look. - [Hunter] Definitely, that's black. I'm color blind. - [Winona] It's definitely black. - [Hunter] I know. I spy with my little eye something beginning with a T. - [Winona] Turtle! - [Hunter] No, you can't answer. What do you think, Em? No? Okay. Well, what we'll do, there's a road house up ahead. We'll stop and get something to eat and then we

'll keep driving so you can have a look about. [family chattering indistinctly] ♪ Row, row ♪ ♪ Row your boat ♪ ♪ Gently down the stream ♪ - [Winona] Don't sing. ♪ Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily ♪ ♪ Life is but a dream ♪ ♪ Yeah, yeah ♪ [Emily giggling] - [Hunter] I made that all up. - [all laughing] - [Winona] It's definitely black, look. - [Emily] It's blue! - [Hunter] It's not blue. That's a challenge! I'm gonna call him right now. [telephone beeping] - Hello? - Yeah, hi, I saw the ad for t

he car. I was just wondering if it's violet or purple? - [Driver] What? - Your car, it's violet, right? - [Driver] No, no. - [giggling] - It's purple, baby. - I don't know what you're talking about, mate. It's blue! [disconnect tone] [laughs] - It's blue. [all chuckling] [ominous music] B, B, Emily what starts with B? - [Winona] I know this. - Um... - No. - Alright, who wants to hear some music? [rock music on radio] [ominous music] Daddy on the drums! Boom, boom, boom! [Hunter mimicking drums]

- Whoa! - Jesus, melon-colored van! - It's not melon, honey, it's papaya. - That's papaya? - It's papaya. - It's papaya? - Yes. - [Hunter] What color is papaya? - The color of that van. [Winona laughs] - What do you think, Em? - [Emily] It's green, green! Green, green, green! - [Hunter] That's a challenge, girls. - Fine, just be careful. [engine revving] [menacing music] - It's green. - Yeah. - That's green. - Smart one. - [all laughing] Looks like you won, Em. - Yeah! - [Hunter] Emily wins agai

n. Okay, what do you want, sweetie? - [Emily] Pancakes, pancakes! [clock ticking] - What happened? [doorbell ringing] - Caleb! [tense music] Jack! Jack! Jack! Oh, my God! Come on. [screaming] [disorienting music] [sobbing] Oh, my God! No! Oh, my God! [Caterina wailing] Oh, my God! No! [ominous music] [soft country music] - [Hunter] I'm telling you, there are crazies all over this road. - [Winona] Aww, do country people scare you? [banging] [banging] [telephone ringing] - Hello? - [distorted voic

e] Is this Caleb's mommy? - Yes. - Caleb's with us. - Please! - Shh, shh! - Give me the phone, give it. - He's sleeping. - What do you want? - First, did you call the police? - No. - Are you going to? - No, please! - Give me the phone, gimme. - Please don't hurt him! - This is about one thing, money. - Remember, you're a mother and I have your child. Say it. - I am a mother. - And? - [sobbing] You have my son. - Good mommy. You call the cops, complicate it, and you can kiss your son goodbye. Wha

t's at stake here, assume I'm out for your son's safety. Don't fuck with that. Remember, you have no idea who I am and I have no idea who you are. Now, let me state the obvious, so the obvious can be restated. You're a mother and I have your son. I have your son! - [Caterina on recording] We'll pay, we'll pay the money! - Yes, you will. [disconnect tone] [ominous music] - [Drucker] Now, is there anything familiar, hearing it again? The speech pattern, the voice, anything? - No. - Mrs. Hill, anyt

hing you tell us could help. - Remember, you're a mother and I have your child. Say it. - [Caterina on recording] I am a mother. - And? - [Caterina on recording] You have my son. [keys clacking] - Your policy does cover Caleb. It doesn't cover funds for these purposes. - I heard policies cover that stuff these days. For people who've got the best policy you offer. - Look, Jack, the type of policies you're referring to are designed for people in high risk areas; war zones, etcetera. - We need thi

s money, for our son. - I'm sorry, another hundred thousand just wouldn't be allowed by our computer. - Pete? How old's James now? [dramatic music] - He's 10. Look, this is all I can do. [camera clicking] [camera clicking] [camera clicking] [camera clicking] - [Emily] It's beach riggers. - [Winona] Beach riggers? - [Emily] It's a good idea, isn't it? - They look good on you. - [Emily] Yeah. - Where's Emily? - I don't know. She was here a minute ago. - What's with the ugly kid? Do you know? - No.

I'm not even sure if it's a girl. - Who are you? Name, now. - Cindy. - Cindy? Well, Cindy, the pancakes that are coming, they're for my daughter, Emily. So, maybe you should-- [clicking] - It's me, I'm Emily! - [both shouting] - [giggling] - [Hunter] My God! - How much further? - Um, we get on the freeway, two, two and a half hours. - [Emily giggling] - We hit the turnoff. Seal Bay, two and a half hours. - Great. - Excuse me. If you take the turnoff at Regent's Street it's much faster. - Thanks

. - I'm sorry, I heard you mention Seal Bay and we're heading there ourselves. - It's beautiful up there this time of year. - Oh, you don't have to tell us. We bought there last year, haven't looked back. I'm Ted, by the way. This is Betsy. - Hunter, Winona. - Hi. - Emily and Cindy. - Hello, Cindy. Hello, Emily. - When I've got the glasses on. - I'm gonna hit the bathroom. Have fun. - [Emily] I made a drawing. - [Winona] Oh, I did, too. [ominous music] - Pancakes for the little one, thanks. Than

ks. [menacing music] [urine sprinkling] - Cute kid. [Emily giggling] [tense music] [Emily chattering] - Let's go. - Okay. - No, I'm not done! - Come on. - [Hunter] Come on, sweetie. - It's alright, we'll bring 'em. [tense music] [engine revving] - You okay? - Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. [dramatic music] - Jack! Jack! - Son of a bitches! You want a story? I didn't kill my son! I didn't kill my son! I didn't kill my son! [reporters chattering] - [tragic music] - [cameras clicking] I didn't kill my son!

I didn't kill my son. I didn't kill my son. I didn't kill my son. I didn't kill my son. I didn't kill my son. I didn't kill my son. I didn't kill my son. - I didn't kill my son. - [Caterina] Get something! - [Jack] It's my fault. - He's dead. - Oh, Jack! [sobbing] No, no, no-- - It's my fault. - No, don't say that. - [Jack] He's dead. I can feel it. It's my fault, I'm sorry. [radio chattering] [rock music] [yawning] [ominous music] [engine revving] [dramatic music] - [crashing] - [screaming] [st

eam hissing] [ominous music] - Shh. [Winona screaming] [man cackling] [engine sputtering] [Winona screaming] [ominous music] [punching] [screaming] - [Emily] Mommy! - [grunting] - [screaming] [chilling music] - He hasn't contacted us. It's been two weeks now! - Cat? Maybe we should go to the media. - After what they've been saying? What about Jack? - I know, darling, but we need them on our side. - Forgive my boldness, but where is Mr. Hill? - He's under a lot of pressure. Alright? - Someone out

there knows who this is and we need them to come to us. We need to reach out to them. Mrs. Hill, if we go to the media the underlying message has to be twofold. A, you will pay the money. And B, you'll take no further action. You just want your son back. - Okay. Okay. [ominous music] [reporters chattering] - Alright, this is a fragile situation so let's keep the questions on task. Now let's help these people get their boy back. - [Reporter] We've heard reports of this being a kidnapping. - Yeah

, that part's true. {\an8}But, communication's stopped. {\an8}- So, please, if you're watching this {\an8}we just want you to make contact with us again. {\an8}We just want our son back. - [Reporter] Can you tell us about your son? - Our son, Caleb, is five. He's five years old. {\an8}He was last seen wearing a yellow t-shirt, {\an8}a black jacket and jeans. {\an8}He's a really, really happy kid. {\an8}He's a beautiful personality. {\an8}He's very, very bright for his age. He asks a lot of quest

ions so please, just be patient with him. - [Reporter] How'd he go missing if you were with him at the time? {\an8}[reporters chattering] - This is the person who we believe is responsible for the kidnapping. If anybody knows anything they should contact us immediately. - [child echoing] Mommy. Mommy. [ominous music] [repeated thudding] [ominous music] [thudding continues] [screaming] [anguished wailing] [screaming] - Winona! Winona! [grunting] Winona! Oh, shit! Winona, sweetie, sweetie, honey.

- Whoa, whoa. - [Winona groaning] Oh, shit. Are you okay? Look at me. Can you get up? Look at me, oh, shit. [Winona crying] - Where's Emily? - It's alright. - [groaning] - Can you stand up? - [Winona yelling] - Come on, come on. [both grunting] Yeah, you need to look at me. Are you okay? - I'm fine, I'll be fine. Where's Emily? [ominous music] - She's gone. - She's gone. - What? - She's gone. They took her, they took her. - Who? Who, who took her? - I don't know. - What do you mean she's gone? -

Shh, shh. - [Winona yelling] - Honey, honey. - [Winona] Oh, my God! - Honey, there's a car. There's a car, sweetie. Come on. Honey, it's alright, there's a car. It's alright. Over here! Whoa! Whoa! Hey, hey stop! Stop, stop, stop! - [Winona] Stop, stop! - Oh, my God! What happened to you? Oh, my goodness, are you alright? - Yeah, we're okay, we're fine. - They took our little girl! - What? How? [cell phone ringing] - Hello? - [distorted voice] Winona? - Hello? - Hello, we have her. We have Emil

y, mom. - Please! - What's the matter, cat got your tongue? - Don't hurt her, please, just bring her back! We won't press charges, we promise, please! - Don't panic. Don't you fucking do anything stupid. No cops, you hear? - I won't, no! - You have no idea who I am. So let me state the obvious so the obvious can be restated. - What did you say? - You're a mother and I have your child. - No pigs. - I won't. - Oh, you're fucking lying! - No, no! Where is she? - You see the road up ahead? Stay on i

t for 10 minutes. You'll come to some gates, a building. Come and save your little girl. In three fucking minutes, move! [Winona sobbing] - Can you please help us? - [Betsy] Yes, yes, of course! - [Ted] Come on, hurry up! [sinister music] [telephone ringing] - Yes, hello? - Caterina, are you ready? - Yes. - Good girl. - I've got the money. - Good, now listen carefully. - First let me speak to Caleb. - Shut the fuck up! Get a pen and write this down. Mortimer Street car park, rear entrance. Find

the public toilet. If I smell a single pig your son is fucking dead! Move! [dramatic music] [birds chirping] [tense music] [children chattering] [train rattling] - [panting] - [cell phone ringing] - Hello? - Caterina? - Yes? - Who the fuck is that following you? - Who? - The fucking man in orange! - I don't know! - Bullshit! - [Caleb] Mommy! - Caleb! - Fucking stupid bitch! You just killed your son. [Caterina panting and grunting] [cell phone ringing] - You're not here. - No, I see it! - Sorry!

- Sorry! - I see it, give me a minute. Caleb! No. No! [groaning and crying] [radio chattering] - He's not here! [Caterina wailing] [cell phone ringing] - You called the cops! - [Caterina] I'm sorry! Please, you can have the money. Just let him go! [Caterina screaming] - Bye-bye, mommy. - [Caterina] Please tell me he's okay, please. [ominous music] - [Hunter] Wait, wait, let's see if they've got a torch in the car. - Let's ask them. - Okay. - What? Oh, shit. Oh, God. Where the fuck are they? - [E

mily screaming] - What the fuck is going on? Where the fuck are they? - Come on! - [Hunter] They've gone! Wait. In here, in the sliding door, here. What the fuck? [chilling music] [gasping] - We need to leave. - [Hunter] There. Emily's scarf. That's her scarf! - We need to leave right now. - But she was here! - Right now. [ominous music] - [Winona squealing] Watch out! Where are you? I'm here! I'm here! - [Hunter] Keep talking, I'm coming, okay? - Just stay there. - I can't see you, Hunter! - I'

ll find you just stay there. Baby, keep talking. - [Winona] Hunter! - I'm coming, okay, don't move. - Hold your hands out! Oh, God! - [Hunter] I'm coming! - [clattering] - [Winona] Where are you? - Shh! [Winona whimpering] Be quiet, there's someone here. Shh, shh. There's someone here, there's someone here. [Winona screaming] Be quiet. Stand still. [Winona whimpering] [sobs] - Hunter! [crying] Hunter! [man laughing evilly] [breathing heavily] [sobbing] Please, please, please. [thudding] [gasping

] - How's your head? - It hurts. - [splashing] - [grunting] - Baby. - [Hunter] Honey. [coughing] - Honey. Honey, hold on. [ominous music] - Don't! [screams] [screaming] [groaning] - Oh, baby! Hold on, honey, hold on! [gasping] - Relax, son, it's only morphine. [Hunter panting] - We're ready. - Good, clean up their car. Then you go ahead and we'll catch up with you. - Alright, let's move. - Do you want us to stay? [Winona whimpering] - [Winona] Please. - Where's our daughter? - [Winona] Please do

n't hurt Emily. - [punching] - Hey! Get out of it! [crying] Listen, what do you want? We've got no money. I'm an electrician and Winona's a researcher. Now fucking let us go! - What's your name? - [Hunter] Hunter, Hunter O'Shaunessey. - What's your name? - Winona, Winona Gant. - Winona Gant. - [Hunter] Who the hell are you, hmm? - I'm a woman looking for some people. - [Hunter] Yeah, who? - People named Winona and Hunter. - Well, we're not them. We don't know you. - Here's a thought. This isn't

your story. It's mine. - Please, please. - [thudding] - [screaming] - [Hunter] What are you doing? What did you just do to her you crazy fucking bitch? Hold up, baby! Hold up, baby! The cops are coming, okay? Hang in there, stay with me. - Why do you think you're here? - [Hunter] Because you're insane and you kidnap strangers! Fuck if I know, just let her go! - Shut up! Shut up! She knows. She knows. Winona? - Money? You've got the wrong family, like he said, we're not rich. - Maybe you're right

. Maybe you're right. Maybe I have got the wrong Winona and Hunter. Alright, answer these questions. Get 'em right and you can go. What day is it? - Day? - Day. - Saturday. - What time is it? - I don't know, maybe 11 or 12. - Have you ever committed a serious crime? - What? - Murder? - No! - No? You're telling the truth. Either that or you're a great liar. - Look, I've answered your questions. We're not who you're looking for. - You know, ever since you have started talking you have done nothing

but deny, Winona. Guilty people deny. Innocent people, they ask questions. [whimpering] - What should I be asking? - Who, who am I? When you know the who everything else will be obvious. Okay, let's just say for a moment that I believe you. [crying] You don't remember me, but you remember that! Hmm? You wanted to leave the second you saw it. I am looking for the woman who kidnapped and murdered my son! Maybe this'll help your amnesia. Watch. - [Caterina] Say something Caleb. [all laughing] - [J

ack] Who is this here? - You know us! - [Jack] Oh, for God sakes. - You've been waiting for the under the leg trick never been done before. Cheering and whistling when under the leg. Opah! [crowd cheering and clapping] - [Caterina] Caleb! - Jack! - [Jack] Caleb! [dramatic music] - [Winona] Look, that doesn't prove anything. I'm not who you're looking for. - You made one mistake. One tiny little mistake. [keys jingling] See this background? Looks harmless, right? Except when you stare at it for m

onths. You see things, small things; the tiniest little details. [whooshing] [echoing laughing] [child's voice echoing] There were 46 stores that sold that poster. I went to every single one of them until I found one with the same edge, the same mark. [suspenseful music] Then I knew you were a student at that campus. [dramatic music] [printer buzzing] For a while I was certain you'd see me and run. I'd almost given up, until August the 1st. Latte? Table four, your eggs. I can't explain it. Someh

ow I knew you had killed my son. I could feel it. - Mrs. Hill, we recovered a body this morning which I have every reason to believe is your son. [tragic music] I'm so very sorry. - Where'd you find him? - The river. - And, um, so where is he now? - He's with the coroner. Look, I think it's best if we deal with the identification and all the formalities. - Well, I want to see him. I have to see him. [tragic music] [phone ringing] - Sergeant! Sergeant! There's something I need to show you. So? Go

ing to arrest her? - Mrs. Hill. - What? - Let me tell you your legal position. - Oh, you have got to be kidding! She's right there! - Look, I can't arrest her. Maybe she'll be held until the trial if she doesn't get bail, but she probably will. And then it's the Commonwealth's job, your job, to prove that she's the girl in the grainy photos. - I know it is the girl in the photo. - And on the tape. - I know it is the woman on the tape. - Beyond a reasonable doubt. If you think you can prove it, I

'll arrest her right now. [somber music] - No. - Do you need some help? - The pills don't work anymore. - No, I mean help. There's a bloke I know. He'll help you. - Drucker said you found them. - Yes, I did. - You sure you want to step into this? It's a dark place. Making them pay won't bring him back. Won't fill the emptiness, it doesn't. - I have to do something. If I don't, one day she'll feel safe enough to do it again. - Come on. [ominous music] [man yelling and crying] - [thug] Boo fucking

hoo! [gasping] - [Caterina] Oh, my God! - What have you done with her? - I have a sickness. - We can cure your sickness! - [machine whirring] - [screaming] - [Thug] You're a sick fucking weirdo! [tense music] Talking about sickness! What a bastard! [saw whirring] - [tortured man] No, no, no! [gagging] - This is the price of justice. - [Caterina] Boom! He kicks it! Alright, almost! - [Jack] This should be good. - [Caterina] Caleb! [solemn tense music] [Winona crying] - I want you to listen very

carefully. Let me state the obvious, so the obvious can be restated. [crying] Exactly. - Caterina! - It's been a while, Winona. You let me state the obvious. You are a mother. - Yes. - I have your child. - I know. - Say it! - I am a mother and you have my child. Please, just don't hurt her. - [Caterina] I don't wanna hurt your daughter. Just tell me why! Why my son? Winona, why my son? [creaking] [creature growling] - [woman's voice] Winona. - Caterina, stop. You don't know what you're opening.

Do you hear? I can hear. They're cracking through all the rooms. [growling] [voices echoing] - Tell me more about Emily. Your daughter, Emily. - What do you want to know? - Does she like stories? - Yeah, I guess. - What's Emily's favorite story? - She likes a story about a kitten named Holly. - Tell it. Tell it! - Once upon a time there was a girl named Jenny. She was walking through the forest with her father and they saw a cat, a beautiful cat, moaning loudly. What's wrong with the cat, she as

ked her father. He could see that it was in pain, that it was dying. He said, we have to find the cat's owner to try and take the cat's pain away. And right then a woman with blue eyes appeared from within the forest. She was the cat's owner. She said they'd have to close their eyes and concentrate on the cat's pain. So Jenny closed her eyes and concentrated on the cat's pain. [gasping] Suddenly, she felt the pain that the cat was going through. She tried not to scream, she didn't want to scare

it. Both her and her father concentrated on the cat. [breathing heavily] And then, after a few minutes, the pain was gone. Jenny opened her eyes. The cat was looking up at her, smiling. They had made her better. Jenny took the cat home, named her Holly, and they lived happily ever after. - That's Emily's favorite story? - She likes the ending. - True, can't fault a happy ending. Did you read to Caleb? [suspenseful music] - Yeah. He liked Hansel and Gretel. When the kids find their way home. - [C

aleb] When's mom coming? - Most days he just slept. [sinister music] Every day I wanted to call you. I couldn't. [voices echoing] [creature growling] - Caterina, stop. - We'll stop. - [Winona] Stop, before it's too late. - We'll stop. You tell me why! Why my son? - What difference will it make? [Winona crying] - [gasping] - [chilling music] - Well, the LSD's working. [panting] [dramatic music] - She followed every instruction you gave her. Why didn't you just let the kid go? - I couldn't. - [Hun

ter] You were never going to. - [footsteps clomping] - [child laughing] - He's here. - Where? - He's right there, behind me. Behind my head. [screaming] - What are you hiding? - Winona, what are you hiding? - What? - Tell me the truth! The truth, Winona! No more lies! - Jenny went looking for strawberries. - What? - They were Holly's favorite thing in the whole world. The rain started to fall. Jenny didn't see any strawberries. She saw her father in the forest with her sister, Sally, and their m

other watching. - Sally? Jenny's sister is Sally? - Mm-hmm. - This is your story. [crying] - Winona gave her mother strawberries. Strawberries dipped in rat poison. She went into her sister's room. Told her everything would be fine. She was doing the right thing. It's what she was shown. - Shown? Who showed her this? Who showed her this? [gasping] [creaking] Winona, who? - I can't, I can't. I won't. - [Hunter] Why don't you just tell me? - [Winona] What would I say? - My name is Robert Tipplewet

her. [voices echoing] - [Caterina] What was she like? - Well, there's lots of things. A man doesn't forget his kids, especially if they're put in here. Somehow she got the idea that her mother and I was molesting her. [scoffs] And the next thing I know it's kid's stories, fairy tales. I know who should be in here, it's not me. - I'm sorry, dad. I'm sorry. [crying] [cell phone ringing] - Start Plan B, she's not talking. - Hurry up! [sinister music] - Are you ready? - Caterina, stop. Stop, you've

got no idea what you're opening. Please. - [Caterina] Does Emily still suffer from aquaphobia? [telephone ringing] Go. [water rushing] - No, stop! - No, no! Please, please, no, no! - [Hunter] Stop! - Stop! - Please, no! Please, Caterina, no! - Please, please! - Caterina, stop! Look at me now! Bring her to justice. - [Caterina] I am! - Oh, my God, no! - [Emily wailing] Stop, stop it now! Stop the water! No, no! No, Emily! - [Hunter] Stop it! - Fucking bitch! - No! Please, no, not Emily! - Sorry.

- [Hunter] Caterina, stop now! Stop it! [water rushing] [muffled screaming] - [Caterina] Caleb was found drowned November the 15th. Get ready to feel that. - Caterina, stop! - Caleb, stop! Caleb! I'll tell you now! I'll tell you everything, stop! [tense music] - Stop. Come on, then. - What if all the vanished had one thing in common? - What? - The woman in the forest. She's real. [groaning] - You're telling me a demon forced you to kidnap my son? - Yeah. Just like it forced you to take Emily. -

[Caterina] No more lies! - Dig deep enough, you'll find her. Going back 400 years. Vanishings, unexplained crimes, kidnappings, you name it. Shirley Stewart, she just snapped one day in '64, murdering her entire family; her husband and seven children. What made the case bizarre was the way she killed them. One evil after another. Stabbing her daughter in the heart with a doll. Dismembering her baby with a hacksaw. Then she just vanished. Never seen or heard from again. Or Agnes Churchill, in 196

6, murdered her daughter, her husband and his mother with strawberries dipped in cyanide. When they asked her why she did it, she said she couldn't remember. All she remembered was feeling great joy watching them suffocate. There's plenty more like it. Betty Wilson, mysteriously slaughtering her parents in the night. Judy Meadows, killing her six year old sister. Denise Freeborn, strangling her daughter with a fox fur. - You forgot Winona Gant. Murdered her mother, murdered my son. - I tried to

help him. I couldn't. [voices shouting] - She's here. Where is she? - [Echoing Voice] I know she's here. Winona, I can feel it. [whooshing] [creature growling] [gasping and panting] [ominous music] [echoing voices] - Don't, Caterina. Don't let her win. [panting] [ominous music] [gun clicking] No. No! No. [cell phone ringing] - [Caterina] Yes? - [Ted] Cat, someone's here. Check outside now. [dramatic music] [grunting] Do you see anything? Cat, cat, hurry up! - [Caterina] Just relax. There's nothi

ng. [dramatic music] It's time! [yelling] [gun firing] [grunting] [punching] - [Hunter] Bitch, take that! [gun firing] Baby! Baby, get up! [punching] Don't! [slicing] [Caterina groaning] Get Emily, get Emily, go! [dramatic music] [Winona panting] - [grunting] - [banging] [crashing] - Hey, get the fuck away! - [Emily] Mommy! - Emily, get up, get up. Give me the keys. Get in. - You tell me why! Why my son? [tense dramatic music] - Say it! - Mommy! - Now! - Mommy! - Again! - [Caleb] Mommy! - Caleb?

- [Winona] The woman in the forest, she's real. I tried to help him. - [splashing] - [Caleb wailing] I couldn't. [panting] [dramatic music] [screaming] - Pull over! [Winona yelling] - Emily, get out of the car. Get out of the car! It wasn't me. Caterina, it wasn't me. - Most often the demon inside was just us. [Caterina gasping] An excuse to live with the horror. [groaning] [gun firing] [gun firing] [sirens blaring] - Emily! Honey! [tragic music] Hang on to daddy. I'm taking you home. I got you

. [voices echoing] [haunting music] [folksy guitar music] ♪ Is it my imagination ♪ ♪ Or is it just a glitch in my head ♪ ♪ I thought I really knew ♪ ♪ Is it all in my frustrations ♪ ♪ Or is it just an animation ♪ ♪ I pretend to know the truth ♪ ♪ Or is it just the monsters in my head ♪ ♪ Monsters in my head ♪ ♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪ ♪ I try so hard to keep my head ♪ ♪ To stop the light from turning red ♪ ♪ Do I use the wrong emotions ♪ ♪ Or is it just a curse that I'm born with ♪ ♪ I fight myself interna

lly for truth ♪ ♪ Or is it just the monsters in my head ♪ ♪ The monsters in my head ♪ ♪ Is it just the monsters in my head ♪ ♪ The monsters in my head ♪ ♪ I try so hard to keep my head ♪ ♪ To stop the light from turning red ♪ ♪ Is it the monsters in my head ♪ ♪ The monsters in my head ♪ ♪ Is it the monsters in my head ♪ ♪ The monsters in my head ♪