Friend Request Page #2

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That girl was totally nuts.

- She needed help though.

- Yeah, like serious help.

Not from a sophomore in psych 201.

Look on the bright side. Might be able

to get out of class for the funeral.

No, there's not going to be a funeral,

there's no body.

What do you mean?

Uh... The cops were at my dorm this morning.

And they don't know where she did it.

But it wasn't there.

She hasn't swiped her key card

since last weekend.

But what freaks me out is...

they don't even know who this girl was.

Her contact info, her social security it's all

been deleted from the school database.

They don't even think that Marina Mills

was her real name.

Are you serious?

- That's really weird.

- I can't eat my cheeseburger now.

- Oh my God!

- What's going on?

Why are you watching this?

- Who sent this crap?

- She did.

- She's dead!

- I know!

Again you have 60 minutes.

This is an actual case study.

A challenging one.

Oh my God.

God.

Is that the video?

I thought you said it was in your messages.

You posted it?

No, no. Someone did. I didn't.

And they tagged all my friends.

Laptops away Miss Woodson.

Why would they think I did that.

I would never do that.

- Did you try changing your password?

- Yes, yes, I tried everything.

She's even back in my friends list.

Unfriend that dead b*tch!

I can't!

So according to you Miss Woodson,

the video just magically

appeared on your time-line this morning.

Do I have that right?

Why would I do this?

There must be some reason why this girl

burned that picture of you.

Look, Laura. We know that you're a great student,

But multiple students reported you

harassing Marina.

No, she was the one harassing me.

She was obsessed with me.

Laura, no one's saying it's your fault

that Marina took her life.

We're looking into everything. But in

the meantime, if you can't delete that video...

You're going to have to delete your profile.

Hey, one more thing. Any idea where

this girl might have torched herself?

No.

No, you're not listening to me!

I can't delete this video!

I can't even delete my account!

Like I said, this isn't a call center.

OK, but what about the dead girl

I can't unfriend.

Can you do something about that?

- I'm not seeing that account.

- What? I just saw it!

- Is there anyone else I can speak to?

- They'll just tell you the same thing.

What's next?

Kobe, I know you're in there.

I can hear your stupid game.

That was a nice video you posted.

Well that's what I'm here about.

Wow.

You're her only friend. How special is that?

Shut up,

Christ, someone's still uploading things..

That's intense!

I f***ing love it!

Oh, alright. Let's take a little peek

behind the curtain.

- What?

- You have no idea how crazy that is, do you?

Okay.

Look at that. That is what code

normally looks like.

Not this.

I can't even copy this.

This isn't code.

Well... what is it?

I don't know.

Wait. Can you go back?

Stop looking at that girl's profile.

Stop thinking about her.

She killed herself. End of story.

She burned and hung herself

in front of her laptop.

Who does that?

Is this going to be a thing now?

You and Kobe hanging out in his dorm?

- Is that really what you're thinking about right now?

- Yeah.

I'm thinking about us. What's wrong with that?

- He's just a friend. You know that.

- Does he?

It's called cyber-stalking for a reason.

They can't bother you if you're not online.

Yeah, get me some of those chocolate

macadamia crisp things.

No, they're not chocolate potato chips,

they're like... cookies.

or like crackers. Just ask the guy there.

I go there all the time.

The white chubby kid who loves chocolate.

You're not chubby, You're being fussy.

My God!

I'm not being fussy. I'm on my period

and chocolate makes me feel better.

Isabelle?

Hello?

Sh*t.

Jen?

Hello?

Kobe?

Guys, this isn't funny.

Seriously!

Guys?

Kobes, come on man!

What the hell?

No!

Okay, so... she's barely talking right now.

We're gonna keep her overnight. Maybe longer.

You can see her if you want.

Listen...

... I didn't know Gustavo that well.

Was he on something?

No.

I saw the medical report. It was insane.

Please, just leave.

Sweetheart...

This is all her fault.

She's not herself, Laura.

No, Gus wasn't himself.

He was having nightmares.

So am I.

You're scaring us Is.

What are you talking about?

Laura knows!

She knows.

It doesn't feel real.

Promise me you won't look at

that girl's profile today.

You're driving yourself crazy.

Delete your account!

Seriously.

You want Isabelle to see that?

- Liv you know I can't!

- I don't care how.

Just do it.

F***.

Even if it's not you behind these posts, I'm

getting a lot of pressure from the students.

As long as the posts are up

I have no choice...

but to suspend you for the rest of

the semester.

Mom, you don't always have to call me

on FaceTime, you know.

- Why didn't you call me?

- I'm sorry, I didn't want you to worry.

I'm coming to pick you up.

I want you home.

No, look. I'll call you later, I promise.

Okay?

Look there.

- What the hell...

- She friended him right before he died.

And there's something else.

- Jesus, Kobe, I don't want...

- I don't want you to watch. I want you to listen.

What is that?

I don't know. I think it's wasps.

She's got black wasps all over her profile.

I did some research, and...

some people associated them with evil.

They said they appeared wherever

witches lived.

They like follow them around and protect them.

Jesus.

Who is this girl?

Do you think you can get us into her room?

Come on.

Not much into fashion, was she.

- Do you even know what you're looking for?

- You know, just anything.

Hey, hey. Look at this.

- That's her.

- And who are these two?

Can you find out what school this is?

If it's ever been online, yeah.

Are you the young lady who called?

Marina's friend?

Yes.

How close did you say you were again?

I was just getting to know her when she...

- I didn't even know her real name.

- Nedifar.

Marina Nedifar.

Do you know what happened to

her parents?

I wouldn't know anything about that.

She came to us as a ward of the state.

Poor girl, she had such a rough go

of things here.

She was always very sensitive,

always alone.

Fleeing into her little fantasy worlds.

And she found some dark corners online.

Things no child should see.

Sometimes...

she would just stare at the computer

for hours.

Nothing on the screen at all.

Just her own reflection in the darkness.

The kids became terrified of her.

They said she gave them nightmares.

F***!

Jesus!

The two boys in the photo. They were

found dead near Saddle Mills...

with their faces mutilated.

They were swarmed by black wasps.

What?

Tyler, I know you could get in trouble for

this, but please, can you...

can you access your records somehow?

Like a family contact or last address. Anything.

- We don't even know her last name.

- Nedifar.

Marina Nedifar.

Laura?

Hello!

Hello!

Is anybody here?

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