Room 205 Page #2

- All kinds of stuff.

They tried to scare me

with the dead girl from room 205.

They can get pretty mean.

I don't know if you've noticed?

Oh yeah.

They're after me now.

I'd better get to class.

Want to meet up afterwards?

- Six o'clock?

- Sure.

But why would they want

to scare you?

At first they were really nice

but then...

I hooked up with Lukas and then...

- It's true, though, that story.

- What story?

About the dead girl.

Word is she died in the bathroom.

I don't know if that's true.

Hungry?

Yes, a bit.

Sure this is such a good idea?

I don't like being here.

Why do they get to decide

who can be here? I live here too.

Why hasn't she called me?

I'm not waiting for her all night.

- Didn't she come to the gym?

- No, and she needs the exercise!

I don't know about that.

- Like cilantro?

- Sure.

- Or... I don't know.

- If you like it, or what it is?

If Lena shows up,

tell her I'm not looking for her.

It's fun to cook together, huh?

- Look, what exactly is going on?

- What do you mean?

- Don't use me in your war on Sanne.

- Why does Sanne always win?

I don't want to play her game.

And I'd come to terms with that

until you talked me into this.

I'm sorry. It's just...

- What's going on?

- Let's get out of here.

I think they've rigged the mirrors.

I don't know how.

People used to believe mirrors

were doorways into another world.

When someone was dying,

they'd cover up all the mirrors -

- so their soul wouldn't

be trapped behind the glass.

That's retarded!

How do you know that?

I just know.

- Want to meet again tomorrow?

- Yes, okay.

Good night.

Social security number?

- You're in what room?

- 207.

What were you doing in the basement

in the middle of the night?

- Strange, isn't it?

- What do you mean?

That you found her.

Weren't you the last one to see her?

- I'm not involved...

- I heard you.

- You're f***ing mental. Liar!

- Sanne, come on.

Don't you all think it's strange?

Twisted f***!

- Relax.

- Leave me the f*** alone! Let go!

You've reached Rolf. I can't come

to the phone, so leave a message.

Something's happened. Lena's dead.

Please come over.

Lukas. What do you want?

Stuff like this doesn't just happen.

I don't know.

- You're the only one I can talk to.

- What about...

- What are you doing?

- Come on.

Think you can walk all over me

and then come waltzing back?

Sanne's right. You're f***ed up.

What was he doing here?

I don't know what to do.

That girl you saw in the mirror.

It's not just some old tale.

I did some research

because I thought maybe...

MYSTERY AT THE DORM

Kind of weird they haven't changed

the bathrooms in 20 years, huh?

- So all the mirrors have memories?

- I guess so.

But I'd think most of them are good.

- My mom was mentally unstable.

- What?

She... went in and out of the mental

hospital until she killed herself.

I just want to be sure

I'm not like her.

You're not. You aren't seeing things

that aren't there.

What do you mean?

You saw her

without knowing she'd existed.

Your subconscious

couldn't make her up.

Human beings aren't smart enough

to do that.

You can't just make something up

without knowing what it is.

You're crazy.

I'd better be getting home.

But I'll see you later.

We'll talk on the phone.

Lukas, lay off!

What? I'm not doing anything.

Look, just remember who was

the fiirst man on the moon, okay?

Hello.

Hello.

No!

What have you done?

Where have you been?

It was her.

I just know it was her.

Katrine.

She killed Lukas.

The girl from room 205.

I accidentally let her out

when I smashed the mirror.

She died in front of the mirror.

She was raped.

I saw it all. It was terrible.

We have to stop her.

- I'll help you.

- How?

We just... have

to reassemble the mirror.

- And get her back inside.

- We can't.

Katrine...

Come on.

It must be here somewhere.

Here it is!

Here are the pieces.

What are you doing here?

Come on, Rolf.

- What's the rush?

- Give me that key.

You'd better watch out.

You'll get hurt if you mess with her.

I'm not behind this sh*t, get it?

And I'm not mental. You are!

- What?

- There's a piece missing.

- Does it matter?

- It won't work unless it's complete.

There weren't any more pieces there.

It must be in Sanne's room.

Come on.

Rolf!

- What's this?

- I couldn't stop them.

Shut the hell up!

You don't get it.

The girl in the mirror...

Don't tell me what I get.

You're just a crazy b*tch

who's killing off all my friends.

I have to reassemble the mirror...

Or what, Katrine?

Scared?

Katrine!

Katrine!

Katrine!

Katrine!

Katrine...

You are in here, right?

Come on out.

I brought that stupid piece of glass.

We have to reassemble the mirror,

or it won't ever stop.

What won't ever stop, Katrine?

Come out and tell me.

Put it down and get out of here.

I don't know what's going to happen.

The same thing

that happened to Lukas, I guess...

Katrine... Katrine!

What's happening?

I can make it stop if I get

that last piece of the mirror.

Go away!

I'm not going to harm you.

I just want that last piece.

Sanne...

Sanne, don't!

Katrine, it's me! Katrine...

There now...

As long as she can jump from

mirror to mirror, we can't get her.

She's in there.

Katrine... Katrine!

I want her to go away... now.

She'll be back.

Is that the only mirror?

Hold on tight.

When she comes out,

I'll break that mirror.

She's out! Turn around!

Katrine... she's gone.

We did it.

- I don't get it. Why...

- It's okay. She's gone.

No, there's something wrong.

This isn't right.

Oh, my God!

Oh no!

Katrine...

I'll wait outside.

Thanks.

I'm heading off, okay?

See you.

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