Lights Out Page #3

on her and something went wrong.

And she died.

But...

if she's dead...

How could she be

doing this to us?

I don't know.

But I think that mom is the only

connection Diana has to this world.

You know, I think if

we can get mom better,

get her mind strong again...

Then we can maybe

break that connection.

No.

Diana won't let that happen.

Why do you say that?

Because that's what

my dad was trying to do.

Okay, it's the food.

Hey.

Bret?

Stay there.

REBECCA!

Oh.

Oh god.

Mom, we need to talk.

What?

Can you tell us about Diana?

What are you talking about?

Your friend, Diana.

Martin said that

she was here an hour ago.

Yes.

She's my friend.

Is this your friend, Diana?

Is this her?

Where did you get this?

- Answer my question.

- No, you answer mine.

You met Diana at Mulberry Hill

when you were taken there

for your depression.

- Am I right?

- What does it matter...

- Am I right?

- ... when we met?

What does it matter

when we met?

Because she died.

- She died a year after this photo.

- That's a lie. That is a lie. That is a lie.

I don't know what

you are saying, okay?

- It's the truth. Mom, it's the truth.

- Okay, stop.

Stop.

Okay, I understand.

You are trying to take

him away from me again.

You're trying to take my

son away from me again

so you're making up

these wild stories.

I found her obituary, Mom.

- Explain that.

- You know, those things can be faked.

They can be faked.

You sound crazy.

- Listen to her.

- Me?

I know. I know.

This all sounds a little crazy.

There's a dead woman

in this house.

And you let her in, Mom.

You let her stay.

I know. I see.

I get it.

You came because you feel

bad about leaving me.

Am I right?

I didn't hear from you.

You didn't come see me like most people.

Do you know how

much that hurt me?

And now...

as it turns out

I've shutting Diana out

the same way all this time.

And I'm not going to be the kind

of person that does that to a friend.

A friend?

Mom, we're talking about

a dead person.

Oh, sweetie.

Ghosts aren't real.

Then, what is she?

Then, what is she?

You can sleep over again

at my place tonight.

I'll call CPS in the morning

No.

What do you mean "No"?

I know you've been gone a long time,

but she's our mom.

She needs us now

more than ever.

Hey.

I'm not here for her.

I'm here for you.

You're my priority.

I can't just leave her.

Okay.

But it's not safe here.

It's not safe anywhere.

How long does she usually

stay up in her at night?

Mom?

She doesn't usually come out

again until morning.

Okay.

First priority, we put in

some safeguards.

Bret and I are going to be

on the couch downstairs.

- Okay?

- Okay.

Do you want your door

open or close?

Closed.

Wait.

Can you...

Can you sleep in here tonight?

Sure.

I just have to go tell Bret.

I'll be right back.

You don't have to stay, you know.

I know.

Martin wants me to sleep up

in his room tonight.

Yeah?

He needs you more than

I do right now.

Yeah.

Are you still going to stay?

Unless you say otherwise, yeah.

It will be kind of hard to sleep

with all these lights on.

You must think

we're all crazy.

You know...

I don't think that.

Thank you.

You can be this way around me.

I'm not going anywhere.

Bottom drawer.

- What?

- The bottom drawer.

In the dresser.

I will clean it out for you.

Seriously?

No.

Maybe.

- Okay, goodnight.

- Goodnight.

Mom?

Uh, we're staying overnight.

Okay, I'll see you in the morning.

Love you.

You're staying?

Yes.

Good.

Um.

I was... um.

I would like...

maybe tomorrow morning to start over,

if that's okay with you.

Yeah.

Of course.

Did you ever hear from Dad?

Letters or...

No.

I'm sorry.

I wished I had,

I really wish you had.

I know you blame me,

I don't blame you.

No, I don't.

It was his choice to leave,

not yours.

Okay.

Okay.

Good night.

I need help

Oh, sh*t!

Rebecca?

Yeah?

Did you find your medicine?

No.

But we'll figure something out.

You think so?

Yeah, bud.

We'll make sure she get's better.

Okay.

Get some sleep.

Sh*t!

Bret?

Bret?

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Come on.

Rebecca!

Rebecca?

Rebecca?

Rebecca?

Becca.

Nooooo!

Come on.

- What are you doing?

- What are you doing?

Don't leave me again.

- Okay.

- Ever!

Hey, alright.

I guess nothing's working.

What else could it be?

A trap.

No...

No!

Hey!

Help!

- Help!

- Bret!

Let us out!

No!

Becks?

Let us out!

Becks!

Bret!

Bret, we're down here!

Alright, Becks,

hold on.

Mrs. Wells?

- Hello?

- NO!

No, Bret!

- Bret!

- Mrs. Wells?

Stay in the light, Bret!

Bret!

Okay, Becks, hold on.

Okay.

Oh!

Bret...

Bret?

Bret, come here!

Is he leaving?

No.

No, no.

He wouldn't do that.

You did.

Oh.

No!

Oh, come on!

That won't seem last long.

We need to find more light.

Rebecca?

Hello?

Martin?

Diana, where are you?

I told you not to

hurt my children.

They don't know any better.

Don't threaten me, Diana.

No.

You need me, Diana!

There's no you without me.

Alright.

There's something that I should never...

How long are we

going to be in here?

I don't know.

There's no windows.

Yeah.

I'm working on a plan.

I'm not much help to you.

Hey.

You're doing great.

Okay?

Keep looking through that box.

I found a flashlight,

or something.

It's a black light.

It's still got some juice.

Wait.

Where are you going?

To take an inventory.

Keep feeding the fire.

Oh, God!

Oh my god.

JUST LIKE THE HOSPITAL

TRAPPED DOWN HERE IN THE DARK.

Holy sh*t!

TRYING TO TAKE SOPHIE AWAY FROM ME

JUST LIKE FATHER

Forget Diana.

Let's go!

I saw her.

She doesn't disappear in is light.

So?

So if we can see, at least

we know where he is.

And maybe we can

even hurt her with this.

What now?

- Mom!

- Mom!

- Mom!

- Mom!

Are we going to die?

No.

We're fighters. You hear me?

We're fighters.

She's in there!

My girlfriend and her family.

Sir, get back in your vehicle.

You need to get to a hospital.

- You need flashlights.

- Get back in your car. Okay?

Unit 81, we're at the Marigold house.

The power I'm afraid is out, over.

LAPD.

Anyone home?

Hello?

LAPD, we're responding

to a domestic disturbance.

We're here!

We're down here!

Help!

Diana?

If you hurt my kids,

we're never speaking again!

Yeah.

Yeah.

Keep the light us.

Ma'am?

Show yourself.

Back off!

Oh, God!

Andrews?

Oh, my God.

Oh, God!

Unit 99, get me backup.

Officer down.

Here, take this.

You won't see her either wise.

- Take it!

- Stay back.

Take it!

- We have to go!

- No. No, we have to get mom!

- No, we got to go!

- I'm not leaving without mom!

- Okay! I'll get it, I promise! Come on!

- No! Becca!

- What?

- How?

What?

What?

Becks!

Go!

Go!

Alright.

Come here, buddy.

Oh god.

Get him out of here.

- No!

- It's okay. Come here.

- Let go of me!

- I got you. I got you.

Rebecca!

I'm going to get Mom!

Okay.

Mom?

Mom?

Stay away...

or I'll show you

where I put your father.

I told you!

Don't hurt my kids.

Mom, she killed dad.

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