Stormhouse

Level nine.

You must be Mr. Groves.

Lieutenant.

Follow me closely.

We're quite a ways down, huh?

Well, what's in the other

eight levels above us?

Nothing.

Have you actually seen it...

the apparition?

I'm not authorized

to share that information.

But I obviously know about it.

That's why I'm here.

Best speak to Major Lester.

Okay. It's just to me

this is kind of a big deal.

But I thought I paid extra

for the penthouse.

Someone will come and

take you to see the major.

Wait, can I get my phone back

once it's been checked out?

It's been confiscated for

the duration of your stay.

For the whole 10 days?

But I need to make

daily reports

to Minister McGillis.

You'll be permitted to make

monitored phone calls

through the approved channels.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

- I'm... do you want...?

- It's all right.

I'm Hayley Sands.

I'm Justin.

You're the...

- New advisor.

- Yeah yeah.

- Are you ready to go or...?

- Yeah. Right... you want to go now?

- Yeah, if you can.

- Okay, um...

You're so lucky

to be from Australia.

Yeah, I spent some time

in Melbourne, but...

a couple of weeks.

It was amazing.

Oh, I'm actually

from Melbourne.

- Are you really?

- Yeah yeah yeah.

God, I love New York,

but I always felt

that, like, Melbourne was the kind

of place I'd want to grow up.

- Really?

- Yeah.

Why?

I just felt like people like me

would get better accepted

out there.

Right, people like you.

Oh, don't worry.

It's the E.M.

Some of us still use earplugs.

- Are you cool or...?

- Yeah.

E.M... you mean

electromagnetic fields?

Yeah, but reverse E.M.

The whole building's soaked in it

as a safety measure.

Reverse E.M.?

That makes sense.

Ghosts manifest themselves

in our world through E.M. energy.

Yeah, my line manager Brandon

says we're all haunted beef.

Wow, I can't wait to meet him.

The most intense rev E.M.

is on this level,

in the enclosure wires.

The enclosure?

That's where the entity lives?

And where it stays.

Major Lester, this is...

I'm Hayley Sands.

We're a little busy,

Miss Sands.

Of course.

Well, I'm here to help

however I can.

I see you talk to ghosts...

with limited success.

I've had extensive firsthand experience

with paranormal events.

Frankly, Miss Sands,

I doubt you'll be able

to help us.

You see, you are

Whitehall's token gesture.

And you may as well be

an aromatherapist

or a reader of tea leaves.

Still, my hands are tied.

So I will grant you

limited access to this project.

But I don't have time to waste.

Simplicity is key.

You understand?

Any questions?

So many you wouldn't believe.

Well, then we'd best get

some of them out of the way.

Play it.

Yeah.

Is that the entity

moving around?

No, it's concentrated

reverse E.M.

It stops the entity

from getting out.

It's really happening.

The footage was taken

seven months ago,

shortly after the entity

was captured.

We've not seen

or heard it since.

So you don't know

what it is, male or female?

The gender is hardly relevant.

It's an asset.

Okay.

Well, how do you know

it's still in there?

Uh, we get small signs

now and again...

peaks in E.M.,

temperature fluctuations.

And we put specimens

in there each week.

Specimens?

Yeah, mice.

What happens to them?

Um, they die.

Of course, I mean

it could be the E.M.

No. No, trust me.

It's in there.

Please let me see it tonight.

Gate one accessed.

Pull yourself together, man.

This is a place for science.

Clearing gate one.

The holding area's

temperature is 4.

The decrease is further

inside the enclosure itself.

It's consistent with

a phenomenon like this.

What if there is a power cut?

It's on a separate circuit

with an automatic backup generator.

Please

don't go any further.

Did you hear that?

Has that happened before?

No.

Why is there a hole

in the fence?

The entity cannot escape.

Sure, I get that...

the rev E.M.

But why have the hole?

Miss Sands.

Major,

we have an EM spike.

Intensity?

Nothing serious.

- Stay away from the enclosure.

- Shh.

What did it say?

I couldn't make out.

It's just a sound,

maybe a greeting.

What is that?

Ice?

A cold spot.

It's so localized.

Hope your girlfriend

doesn't die.

Save it.

Miss Sands, I really don't recommend

touching the wire.

One of my men did so and is now

in the psychiatric ward.

Hello.

I want to know

everything about you.

You could be from any

period in history.

What year did you cross over?

I think that's enough

for today, Miss Sands.

Miss Sands.

Hey, geek boy. Nah.

The excitement got to you, huh?

It was completely amazing.

This supernatural entity

was so close,

I just felt like I could

reach out and touch it.

But I won't.

Why aren't there

more people around?

This place feels like...

I was gonna say

"a ghost town."

You know there's gonna be

a big military operation in Iraq?

Yeah, I kind of guessed that.

This place has had

a skeleton crew for weeks.

Almost everyone

got reassigned out east.

Wow, since when was a ghost

a low priority?

Oh, this operation

is a total black sheep.

It's like we're

an embarrassment

to the military

and the government.

We don't exactly get

cutting-edge tech.

Then how did you capture this?

I mean, I've talked

to dead people

across the divide,

but how do you drag someone

from the afterlife to here?

Or purgatory.

Look, to be honest,

I don't know.

I hear rumors

flying about, but...

Like what?

Just of some secret machine

they have hidden in this place,

maybe in a panic room or...

Wow. Did you ever

ask the major?

Uh, Lester won't even

tell you what time it is.

Seriously, try not

to piss him off.

Too late.

Did you ever get into

the holding area?

Just the one night, by myself.

I hardly slept for weeks after.

Why is that?

It whispered to me

through the fence,

totally creeped me out.

What did it whisper?

Well, I thought it said,

"Play."

So you're feeling better then?

Well enough to kick your ass.

I suck at this.

We'll see.

Play.

So why did they pick you?

The British government

heard about my work at

the New York Police Department.

Cool.

What do you do?

One thing I'm good at... well,

besides table tennis obviously...

I help hunt serial killers

and create leads

for difficult cases.

Cool.

What's wrong?

You're not laughing

or looking at me funny.

Why would I?

Most people think I'm a freak.

You're talking to a guy who voluntarily

signed up for this, so...

That's true.

What's your excuse?

I wanted to get as far away

from humans as possible.

Five months later... and it's good

to see a friendly face.

- Oh.

- How good is it now?

Miss Sands,

come with me.

So tell me exactly

what happened.

Well, the entity appeared to broach contact.

I'm gonna try and open up

an interactive line of

communication tomorrow.

Okay, well, I need you

to keep me informed.

Of course, Mr. McGillis.

I appreciate that.

I'm gonna just

quickly call my dad.

Out.

How are you finding it, love?

Oh, I like how you English guys

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