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All right, listen,

I don't mean to be rude,

But it's kind of weird,

you know?

Look, are you seeing

weird stuff?

Like people who look dead?

You should really

open the door.

Thank you.

I'm Clarisse.

Yeah, come on in.

- Nice place, man.

- Thanks.

Do you have any beer?

I do. Yes.

What about painkillers?

Did the doctor give you any?

No, I'm not actually

in any pain.

I'll just take a beer then.

Look, Clarisse, I'm actually

on my way out of here.

Dude, you're not gonna

get anywhere.

If you don't hear

what I have to say.

Just give me a beer,

get one for yourself.

You're gonna need it.

Right.

- Thanks.

- Sure.

I was born deaf.

When I was 16,

my parents put me up.

For a new cochlear implant.

It worked, obviously.

But I began to be able

to pick up.

Certain frequencies

in my environments.

What happened

to your eye anyway?

I was in a, um...

In a car accident.

So who's the little girl?

What little girl?

There's a little girl here.

I heard her crying

when I came in.

But you know...

I don't hear her now.

Some people never hear them

or see them.

Maybe once

in their entire lives,

If they're open to it.

So when you can sense them,

they know.

They can tell.

That's why I wanted to find you.

To warn you.

Warn me about what?

Yeah.

The more you interact

with them,

The more they can touch you,

Hurt you, stuff.

Well, tomorrow I'm gonna

get this f***in' thing.

Taken out of my head,

and that'll be that, right?

Don't be so sure.

Have you ever done anything bad

to anybody?

Look, if you get the implant

taken out,

They're still gonna be there.

You're just not gonna

be able to see them.

I don't know,

maybe that's better.

Well, I guess.

Oh, sh*t!

Um, I don't want to alarm you

right now,

But there's a f***ing creepy

dude standing right behind you.

I know.

I can hear him.

- Do you know him or something?

- He was my uncle.

Oh, of course, right.

I mean...

Well, I didn't mean to

call him creepy, but I mean...

He wasn't a nice person.

Okay...

Listen, I know how

to make him go away.

- Just focus on me.

- Okay.

Oh!

Oh, sh*t.

No, don't look at him,

look at me.

Oh, sh*t.

All right,

you scientist a**holes,

I want a copy of that footage.

Like, I want you to put it

on a disc or something,

But don't watch it.

Just get it to me, okay?

All right.

Oh, f***.

Oh, god damn it.

Clarissa...

is that you?

Hey.

Oh, sh*t!

Hey.

Oh, god.

Oh, sh*t.

What the f***?

Clarissa, give me your hand!

F***.

I got you.

I got you.

Oh, f***!

Oh... oh... oh... oh...

all right.

You're coming out of here,

you f***er.

Eww... oh, I can't look

at this sh*t.

Oh, god.

Okay.

Oh, sh*t!

Larry.

Larry!

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