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to see that he was sick.

Yeah, but don't you find that

a startling coincidence?

Yes, that's exactly what I think it is.

A startling coincidence.

Nothing more.

Melanie, you know what you're doing?

You're acting exactly

how superstitious people act.

I mean, that's what they do.

I don't know.

I don't see anything here

that would account for it.

And you think

the camera was working properly?

It was.

All right. Well, what I can do

is send it all down to the main lab.

Pictures, negatives,

other samples of this photo paper...

camera equipment, all of it.

If there is a physical explanation,

they'll come up with it.

- And if there isn't?

- Let's just wait and see.

But just looking at these photos...

and knowing what happened

to Mr. Sanders...

Yeah, it seems fantastic, I know.

It seems like a convergence of events

that could only be supernatural...

but let me tell you, Melanie,

almost every day of the week...

we get something in here,

some situation or phenomenon...

that's just as strange as this.

And in 97% of the cases, there turns out

to be a perfectly logical explanation.

And the other 3%?

The other 3% is why I'm here.

- Tell me, have you seen any ghosts yet?

- Not yet.

They're hiding.

- Did you read the article?

- In Reveal? Yeah.

Just for the record,

not only haven't I seen a ghost...

but I've never talked to anyone

who's claimed to have seen one...

who could last 20 seconds

with a lie detector.

- How can you be so sure?

- Experience.

Reveal Magazine has had me

in more haunted houses...

and sances and psychic confrontations

than I can tell you about.

They've all got one thing in common.

One unifying theme.

The exploitation of the fear of death.

That's my room.

Don't you think it's natural to fear death?

Wonder what's beyond it?

Yes, I think it's the most natural thing

in the world...

but I don't think there are any answers.

Rationality doesn't apply. Anything goes.

People like the Caswells use that

and they prey on it.

It's a gross form of immorality.

Not that I'm some paragon of virtue.

After all, I work for Reveal Magazine.

I'm in there exploiting with the best of them.

I don't think that's the same thing.

That's what I keep trying to tell myself.

Still, I think it's ironic that this monument

to paranoia and fear...

should now become home

for my new serious life.

- Are you gonna start writing your book?

- I'm gonna try.

So, madam, which room is it to be?

Well, I think this room.

I like it. It's very interesting.

Sold to Miss Susan Baxter

for one enormous hug.

Where are you going?

We got an article to layout.

Sorry. I got an appointment with an agent.

It's the only time I could arrange.

- Agent?

- Yeah. Clifton Sloan.

He's an old friend of mine.

He told me if I was ever interested

in doing anything more substantial...

that I ought to come and see him.

The much-heralded book.

Right.

Why don't you come over to my place

around 6:
00 and we could work there?

Okay.

If I'm not back in time,

Dolores will let you in.

Hello?

Dolores?

Is anybody here?

Dolores?

- Dolores?

- Yes.

- Who are you?

- I'm Melanie.

I'm waiting for Mr. Baxter!

He's not here now!

I know.

- Are you sure you have to go?

- Oh, yes.

I don't like to be late getting home.

Mr. Baxter will be here very soon.

I hope so.

You better have this.

The fuse has been going out all day long...

and the electric man hasn't come.

You do know where the fuse box is?

Yeah, down in the basement.

That's right. Bye.

Dolores!

Stay open.

Are you all right, sir?

It's a miracle I wasn't killed.

- What happened?

- I don't know.

It was inspected only last week.

The notice is in the car.

- Do you want to see it?

- No.

Let me just catch my breath.

Well, okay, sir.

Some water?

Thank you.

Sh*t.

Melanie?

- Melanie, what happened?

- No!

Don't you touch me!

- What's the matter with you?

- Stay away from me!

- Melanie, what...

- Just stay away from me. No!

Help me! Help!

- Melanie, for God's sake.

- No!

Get away!

Do you want to talk about it now, Melanie?

No.

Look, Melanie, I'm your friend.

We're partners.

This is something that happened

in my house.

I have a right to know. What happened?

The lights went out.

It was the fuses or something.

John, it was the most horrible thing

that has ever happened to me.

The worst nightmare

doesn't even come close.

And I will never

go into that house again. Never!

Melanie, when I got there,

the lights were fine.

I don't care!

I don't want to hear about it, John.

I don't want

another one of your rational explanations!

I know what I experienced and I'm not crazy!

Melanie, that house has its own mystique.

Things happen in there

because people expect them to happen.

That was the basis

of the whole Caswell operation.

- Don't insult me, John.

- I'm not insulting you.

I'm telling you something

we both know to be true.

I don't know what's true anymore.

Why don't you just get out of here?

I got my work to do.

Supposing I asked you this?

Why do you think whatever it was

that happened in there...

only happened to you

and didn't happen to me?

I don't know, John.

Maybe the house has other plans for you.

What do I know? I don't know!

Oh, for Pete's sake.

All right, that's it. Get her out of there.

That's enough. You know what to do, Joyce.

And she's been in there for almost 52 hours.

That's about the limit

for sensory deprivation.

Once you deprive the mind

of all the usual external stimuli...

it eventually starts to improvise.

So she's been in some kind of limbo?

Yes, right.

There's no sight, no sound,

nothing to touch or taste or smell.

Under those conditions, reality

has no objective meaning for a person.

Some writer once said...

that reality is the only word in the language

that should always be used in quotes.

Look, Dr. West, I can come back.

I don't have to...

No, this is fine.

She's all right now. Let's continue.

I don't know what to do.

The thought of my daughter

going back in that house terrifies me.

Yes, I know.

Well, all I can say is that

there's no evidence whatever...

that anyone has ever been directly harmed...

by the kind of manifestation

we're talking about.

I'm sorry, I don't know what that means.

Well, it means that...

whenever there has been an injury

or a problem...

it's always been

because of some secondary cause.

Like someone running away in a panic

and falling down some stairs.

That's not exactly reassuring.

No. I don't imagine it is.

I'm sorry, I just don't have the answers

that you want.

You're looking for a yes or a no.

I mean, when we talk about

spirits or ghosts...

what do we mean, really?

They may well be things

that people carry around with them.

And not things

that could possibly hide in a house.

On the other hand...

certain houses obviously do have

an affinity for activity.

The Amityville house.

Possibly.

So many awful things have happened there.

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