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with his own ECT machine.

- I heard he hanged himself.

- No, no, no, they don't want

people knowing the truth.

Every now and again you

can still hear the crackle

of electricity in the

air around the ECT room.

- Are we going

into the ECT room?

- Not straight away.

Now, for the patients that

they subjected to ECT,

this room here is

where they brought...

- What's wrong?

- Just a spiritual shiver.

- Spiritual shiver.

- Stop.

- Do you wanna give it a try?

- Wow, belle, come

and feel this.

- No, no, no.

- Come on.

- Go feel it, belle.

- Oh, god.

Sh*t.

No, that's really cold.

- Coldest I've ever felt.

- Oh my god.

- Have you got an EVP

censor we could use?

- Wow, you are really cold.

- Yeah, so weird.

- This was the recreation

room, or so they called it.

This is where they

wheeled in patients

whose minds were still in

flux from the ECT sessions.

Now, some very specific

cold areas around here.

- Really?

You think we're idiots?

It's a doorway.

It's a draft.

Watch.

See?

No ghosts,

no chills,

nothing.

- What's happening?

Carl, Carl!

- Oh, come on, guys.

There's nothing in here.

- Damn it, Carl, please.

Sorry, Zac.

- Sorry, Zac.

- So, tell us about the chills.

- Tell us, Mr. ghost man.

- Ghosts and spiritual entities

are not always corporeal.

- Corporeal, that's a big

word coming from you, Legolas.

- Sometimes it's just as

subtle as a change in the air,

like a chill.

- Or a draft.

Might be a draft.

Probably, considering

there's windows back there,

it's a draft.

- Let's have a look over here.

Maybe you'll hear the moans

of long dead patients.

- Dead patients, oh.

So stupid.

- Doubt the food they

served was up to much.

- PSB 11.

That's a nice toy.

- Detects electromagnetic

frequencies.

Sometimes you can just...

- Emma, have you got anything?

Emma?

- Oh, would ya look at that.

The lights work!

Why use torches?

- Sorry, Zac, he's just...

He's a good guy,

just sometimes his

mouth runs away from him

long before his brain

remembers it's meant to think.

- Really?

He has a brain?

Just thought he was dick.

Well, maybe he only has enough

blood for one of his heads,

and we both know

which one he follows.

Come on, I'm pretty

sure Emma's gone on

to one of the other rooms.

- Can I stay in here a while?

- Yeah, that's fine.

If you guys wanna follow me,

just a bit further

down the hall,

we've got another

pronounced cold spot.

- Too easy.

Spiritual shiver my ass.

- On the day the doctor died,

he was treating a teenage girl.

His definition of

the Hippocratic oath

was do as much harm as possible

in the name of science.

- So, he was a

Mengele type doctor?

- In a way, yes.

His last victim, Sara, has

never left the building.

And after the doctor killed her,

he killed himself, and he's

never left the building.

This is Sara's room.

I guess she doesn't want

us to have lights tonight.

The last girl was a fighter,

so the other patients said.

Sometimes you can still hear.

I guess tonight she's afraid.

- Should we be?

Maybe I'm possessed.

- Okay, emf

activity's increased.

Interesting.

- Do we follow?

- Only if I let you go.

- Come on.

- So...

You can hear the crying as well.

- You hear her too, really?

- Yeah.

- I told you.

- You know it's kind of

sexy seeing you happy,

seeing you smile.

- Carl.

- Sophia, I love you.

- Carl.

- You make me mad.

- Stop.

- Sophia, if you love me.

- I do.

- Damn it, Sophia!

I'm sorry.

- No, I'm sorry.

You know why.

We'll get there; Only

six more months to wait.

- I don't wanna wait any longer.

We've been together

for two years.

We're here having fun

doing what you wanna do.

- You've come this far, why

the sudden pressure now?

You know what?

I am here to have fun, but

not how you clearly hoped.

Go cool off; I'm gonna see

what's got Zac so interested.

- Yeah that's right,

go see what Zac wants.

- A crying track?

That threw me.

- There was sound?

I couldn't get the

switch to work in here.

- You sure?

- No, I'm an idiot.

Of course I'm sure.

- 'Cause the cold

spot in the rec room,

we don't normally put

the dry ice there.

- It wasn't me.

- Okay, well, next

time let me know,

I might not be so

good at improvising.

- Whatever.

These switches are getting old.

We need to replace the lot.

Spend money to make

money, you know?

- Mm-hm.

- It's not a bad group tonight.

I checked the switch

under the table earlier.

I hit it, lights go out;

They're ready for the big one.

- The big one?

- In this room, the doctor

killed his last patient.

She nearly escaped,

but they captured her,

strapped her down, and

electrocuted her to death.

Sometimes you can hear

Sara's ghost screaming

as the doctor tortures her.

- Where's Carl?

- Oh, you know,

I'm sure he's fine.

- Jesus.

- You wanna give it a go?

It's all part of the experience.

- She won't

actually electrocute you.

- Come on, you'll have

fun being the crazy girl.

- You don't have to.

- Yeah, I'll do it.

- You sure?

- I'll be fine, I'm okay.

- Come on then,

on the table.

First, they would strap

their victim down.

- Starting with

the ankles of course.

Then, they'd move

up to the wrists.

- You okay?

- And finally,

they'd strap down the head.

Gag the mouth so you

don't bite your tongue.

- They'd turn the dial.

High.

And wait a moment.

- And then...

- Oh, for f***'s sake, really?

- Help me, let me go.

Get me out of here.

- The keys.

- They're on the ECT machine.

- Where are they?

It's okay, it's

okay, we're here.

- Oh god, oh god.

- Over there by the door.

Come on!

- How the hell did

they get there?

- Oh my god, who gives a sh*t?

- Get me out of here.

- Shine that over here.

Some light here would be good.

- Hey!

Okay, we're almost there,

we're almost there.

- Please help me.

- Oh my god, okay.

- Sophia!

Sh*t.

Alright, I'll go find

her and check the fuses.

You guys just stay...

- What the hell do you

think you're doing, man?

- Easy man, I've

gotta go find...

- Don't turn off the lights

when I'm on the f***ing can!

- I don't give a sh*t;

I've gotta go find Sophia.

- Where's Sophia?

What happened?

- Sophia.

Sophia!

Sophia, I know you're

scared right now,

but we need to get out of here.

Sophia!

There you are.

What are you doing

in Sara's room?

- I don't know.

- It's okay.

I need to get the

lights back on,

so I'm gonna check the fuse box.

It's this way.

I heard you crying.

- It wasn't me.

- It wasn't one of our

usual tricks either.

Our ghosts usually moan.

I think Emma might've changed

something and, you know,

didn't tell me.

Come on.

- Okay, you got a good

scare out of all of us.

I should've been

here for Sophia,

but now it's time to

turn the lights back on.

- You saw me try a light

switch; It didn't do anything.

- Oh, what, so ghosts

use light switches now?

- Ghosts are considered

to be electrical energy.

They don't have to use a light

switch if they don't want.

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