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That strange shape

kept appearing in photo

after photo

after photo,

but only in photographs

that she had taken

inside of her home.

After she

e- mailed me these,

I decided to apply

levels of spectral imaging

to see if I could discern

anything from the images.

In each photo,

the phenomenon

was indicating a particular

point in the house.

Turns out that

the subject's husband

had died

two months prior.

And when she took a closer

look, she found this.

Unable to properly communicate

his farewell to her in person,

he'd written her a message and

left it here for her to find.

Lights, please.

I want all of you

to think of ghosts

as remnants,

shadows left behind

by the recently departed.

And if you open your mind

just a little,

you'll find that they

have something to say.

Oh, and don't forget

to read chapter six

for next time, please.

Thank you.

- Professor Wolfe.

- Yes?

- Hi. I'm Laura Price.

- Hi.

I was hoping you'd give me

a few moments of your time.

So the other juror in the case

experienced this phenomenon as well?

Yeah, she was convinced that

it was the killer's spirit,

that he's angry

for what we did.

People want to believe

in the supernatural.

They buy my books.

They take my class.

I've made a good living.

But I want to be

completely honest with you.

99% of the hauntings

that I've investigated

can be explained

scientifically.

How?

Well, there was

a laboratory in Oxford.

Supposedly,

it was haunted.

But they found out

that their equipment

was emitting

an ultra-low frequency

capable of resonating

in the human eye.

The apparition was nothing

but an optical illusion

caused by infrasonic

vibrations.

Okay, what about

the 1%?

What about the 1%

that can't be explained?

Please, there's got to be

something I can do.

Entities are trapped here

because they want

something.

They need something

before they can move on.

Maybe if you find out

what that is,

you'll be able

to release it.

Well, what if

my entity...

what if he wants

to hurt me?

What did you find?

Hmm.

St. John's

Hospital. May I help you?

Um...

I need a doctor over here!

Get him into 140.

Excuse me, does Melissa

Miller still work here?

No, you're gonna have to

wait. We're a few hands short.

Get some Haldol

over there!

Just have a seat over here.

I'll see what I can do.

- Miss Miller?

- Ma'am, we're a little busy.

It's about Evan.

Thanks for sitting down

with me.

I remember you

from the trial.

You sat

in the front row,

second from the left,

always taking notes.

You were pregnant.

I heard about

Nathan Palardis.

I couldn't believe it.

He was the foreman

in the jury

that convicted

your boyfriend.

You can't tell me that there

wasn't a little part of you

that was pleased.

I never blamed

any of you.

Melissa...

there's got to be

over 20 calls on here

between you and Nathan

right before he died.

What's this about?

He reached out to me.

Why?

He wanted to know

about Evan,

about our relationship,

how we met,

the sorts of things

we used to do together.

Melissa, I know this

might be really difficult,

but it would be really

helpful if you could tell me

everything you told

Nathan, okay?

I told him

we met at the store

where he worked.

I was trying to paint

one of my sister's

bedrooms.

She had a baby

on the way.

And I remember

she wanted

this very particular

shade of blue.

I was there, you know,

when they put the needle

in his arm.

I watched the chemicals

pumping through the IV,

knowing it was gonna

kill him.

In those final moments,

he looked up at me

through the glass...

and he blew me a kiss.

I miss him.

I miss him so much.

Melissa,

do you remember

his last words?

He said,

"If there is a god,

whence proceed

so many evils?"

"If there is a god, whence

proceed so many evils?

If there is no god,

whence cometh any good?"

Boethius?

"A Roman philosopher,

was wrongfully imprisoned

and sentenced to death. "

Wrongfully imprisoned.

Hey, there's a lady

here to see you...

uh, Lynn? Lacey?

Laura.

Yeah, that's it.

Are you coming back or do you

want me to close out your session?

Huh.

Hey.

There's years' worth

of research in here.

I want to retrace

Nathan's steps.

I want to interview anyone and everyone

who ever testified in this trial.

I can't just reopen

this case.

Why? What if Nathan

was onto something?

What if something didn't add up? I

think that's why he circled my name...

because I was the only one who

questioned anything during that trial.

But ultimately

you chose "guilty. "

Yeah, I know.

What if...

what if we were wrong?

What if we convicted

the wrong man?

Are you okay?

Do you really think clearing

Evan's name will save your life?

I know that

it sounds crazy,

but, yeah, I do.

Let's go.

Everybody loved him.

He was always very helpful.

He was probably one

of my best employees.

How long did Evan

work for you?

About three years,

I'd say.

He started off

as a clerk

and then he worked his way

on up to assistant manager.

Mr. Harris, have you seen those spinner

blades that came in this morning?

I sure have.

Did you check aisle 3?

- Thanks.

- Okay.

The shipment of

the murder weapon

was traced back

to this store.

Yeah, it was a three-inch

Healey fisherman.

We still carry those.

I'll show you.

We go through about

a case of those a month...

collectors, fishermen. Heck, we

even got a guy over in Sausalito...

this guy... he can carve your

initials right there in the tooth.

- Can you believe that?

- Wow.

Did Evan have access

to that key?

All my employees do.

Healey three-inch

fisherman... there it is.

This case is spotless.

- Well, thank you.

- How often, would you say, you clean it?

We clean this at least

once a week,

pour the product out,

wipe it down,

and most importantly, make sure

the blades are nice and shiny.

Whose job

would that be?

That would be

my assistant.

So it would have been

Evan's job?

- At that time, yes, ma'am.

- So if Evan cleaned the case...

He would have gotten his

fingerprints on the knife.

You were fishing

off Duxbury Reef

the day the Midnight Murderer

dumped his last victim?

Yeah, he took her over

to the edge of the dock,

dumped her body

in the ocean.

Says you were interviewed by

the police for over five hours.

Yeah, that one detective,

the black guy... Calloway?

- Callendar.

- Yeah, he was very thorough.

Anyways, like he said

on the stand,

they found that poor girl's

body wrapped in plastic

exactly where

I said it was.

Is this what you were fishing

the day you saw the killer?

Yeah.

Caught a couple monsters

too... 25-30 pounds.

The trick is, you put a sinker

on the end of your line...

it gets right down

in there.

How far offshore

would you say you were?

I don't know,

about 100 feet.

Yeah, that's weird.

Why?

I used to fish with my dad

when I was a little girl,

and that, my friend,

is cod.

Yeah.

And?

And the schools concentrate

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