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of thermal dynamics.

By the time the man from the Defense

Intelligence Agency, Robert Koepp, arrived,

we'd given up on our standard

testing procedure.

Well, we'd simply talked to her.

It was so difficult.

She knew...

too much.

Think of any object.

- Something in the room?

- No, it doesn't have to be.

No, let's make it something

not in the room.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Draw what you see, please.

- And what object were you thinking of?

- A hammer.

- Excuse me.

- Susan?

- Susan.

- Henry, she...

You don't frighten me!

- You don't f***ing know!

- Susan! Stop it!

- What are you doing?!

- Marcus!

- Susan, calm down.

- How dare you?!

- You don't know anything!

- Take her outside, please.

Just take her outside.

She had drawn a shamrock.

Back in 1973, three years earlier,

I had traveled back to London

for my mum's funeral.

I was devastated.

Her family had immigrated

to London from Ireland

and she was very proud

of her Irish heritage.

And in her casket, she had worn

the same brooch that she'd worn

almost every day of her life.

It was a shamrock.

As soon as I saw that picture,

I realized what Judith

had whispered to me.

"You weren't there."

Which is true, I wasn't.

My mother died the day

before I made it home.

And that woman...

that thing somehow knew that.

And how much guilt.

She wanted me to behave that way.

She wanted me to react that way.

To humiliate me in front of my peers

by turning me into everything

I had tried so hard not to be.

Well, the incident with Susan

was very unsettling

because it demonstrated

Judith's ability to influence us.

She was definitely influencing Henry.

He started to pull back.

Which was unlike him.

I thought he was gonna fight

the government's involvement,

but that didn't happen.

He withdrew and they took over.

My arm!

Use the strap right there.

Please, step back.

You're gonna break her arm.

- Please, step back.

- What are you giving her?

Tell Robert.

Heartbeat's back again. Mark it.

14 minutes and 27 seconds.

- Any physical deterioration?

- Nothing. Jesus.

She's pissing again. Get the towels.

It's over there. Get it.

- No.

- That's good. Thank you.

Step back.

Check her! Make sure she's all right!

Not that, that.

Once they witnessed

the things we'd all seen,

it became a very different scenario.

It didn't matter what my preconceived

notions were before visiting the institute.

What mattered now was national security.

We left nothing to chance.

All evidence was thoroughly reviewed

by top Defense Department analysts.

Tissue samples were extracted.

Blood samples taken.

Plans were immediately

put in place to contain the situation.

The institute was locked down.

We assumed control of all testing

and information collection.

Strict security protocols

were put in place.

This was a coordinated military effort

with support from the highest levels

of the government.

Soldiers were stationed around the clock

inside the lab, all of them armed.

We were there because we believed it.

Now we wanted to see it.

The camera's ready.

- Lights ready.

- Flashing.

I think he's having a seizure. Henry?

- Get a hand under his head.

- Turn the lights on.

- Keep his mouth open.

- Turn the lights on!

Where is she?

Stop the flashing now!

The DIA report prompted swift action.

We looked at the evidence, we reviewed

the footage of the seizure incident.

Dr. West had no history of epilepsy

or any related condition,

so it's highly unlikely that the flashing

lights could've triggered it.

We could not say definitively that

Ms. Winstead caused the seizure,

but we certainly couldn't

rule it out either.

Several meetings were held to discuss

the seriousness of this threat.

I can't speak to the specifics

of what was discussed,

but suffice it to say

if you're gonna inform the White House

of something as crazy as this,

you better be damn sure it's true.

All psychological and pharmacological

explanations were ruled out.

Her blood samples came back

with impossibly high electrolyte levels.

A completely unknown molecular compound

was found in her tissue.

Something was inside her.

No doubt about that.

Not a disease.

Not a parasite.

An evil.

Do you think you know

what caused the seizure?

- Henry?

- Yes.

- Are you taking the new medication?

- It has nothing to do with that.

- Henry, it is important that you keep...

- I am taking it.

I'm seeing things at night.

I can't stop thinking about everything.

I try, but...

And even when I'm with

my family, I feel it.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid of what might happen to them.

But, yes, I am taking

the new medication.

The story was that when the KGB

learned about Nina Kulagina's ability,

they performed a test with a living frog.

This was back in 1970.

The Soviets wanted to see

if Nina could telekinetically affect

the bioelectrical impulses

in living tissue.

To speed up and slow down its heartbeat.

And allegedly, she did.

So our government wanted to see if they

could replicate those results with Judith.

Good God.

Jesus.

- Why's he barking?

- It's her. She's still doing it.

She's doing it to the dog. No, her!

Turn on the lights! Turn on the lights!

Where is she?

Secure this room now. Right now!

- Quiet. Quiet.

- Turn on the lights!

Quiet! Everyone, quiet.

Don't move.

- Robert, what's happening?

- Take it down.

Quiet. Quiet.

Marcus.

- Nobody move. Nobody move.

- Who's touching me?

Turn on the light!

Turn on the light now.

- Turn it on.

- Turn that light back on.

Grab her!

Imagine being 22, 23 years old,

best shape of your life,

armed to the teeth.

And you scared of some lady looked like

she could've been

your primary school teacher.

That's what was going on then.

You understand?

Things took a significant

turn after that.

I think in total, there were...

six or seven unexplainable

incidents that occurred.

All outside the institute.

One of the government researcher's

cousins almost died in a car wreck.

There was... a soldier's father

was attacked by a dog.

There was a house fire,

if I remember correctly.

And on and on it went.

Now, each of these things

on their own could be a coincidence,

but the likelihood that all of them

would happen together

to the family and friends of this same group

of people in the same span of time

is astonishingly low.

My son Jeffrey started

waking up night after night

screaming with night terrors.

My wife and I found out that

that was common among toddlers.

I don't know.

I don't know if it is or not.

It was... it was so eerie.

I just...

I was starting to think that maybe

my work was following me home.

I felt bad for Sarge.

His father got bit up

real bad by some stray.

Pit bull, I think.

And let me tell ya,

she knew.

The day after that,

she kept staring at him.

He hadn't told any one of us.

Nobody knew for about another week.

But she knew.

The whole time, she knew.

It was late one night in the lab.

And I happened to notice

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