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reason why you came?

-My mom put you up to this?

-No.

No, I came... I came because

an old friend tried to kill herself.

And it made me realize what

a complete dick I've been.

I'm so sorry, Cass.

I'm scared, Justin.

I don't know what's

happening to me.

Hey, father. You

got a couple seconds?

I need to talk to you

about Cassie Stevens.

Yeah, sure, Justin.

How is she?

I've known Cassie my whole life,

and I've never seen her this scared.

She's had these visions

ever since her accident?

And it's always in the

corner of her eye.

Like in that old saying.

Evil hides in the periphery.

So you believe her, right?

That she really is

seeing this thing?

That's something we should

let her doctor decide.

But he doesn't believe in demons,

or spirits, or anything.

Thinks it's all made

up in her head.

In all likelihood, he's

probably correct.

Look, Justin, I know

you want to help her,

but these visions could have

resulted from her head injuries,

or any number of causes.

But what if they didn't?

What if she really

is seeing this thing?

I'm sorry, Justin, but I'm

inclined to agree with her doctor.

Well he's wrong.

Something's after her, that

he can't stop, but you could.

You know, I thought priests

were here to help people.

What are you

guys doing here?

Liberating you, girl.

We haven't seen you

since they locked you up.

I'm not locked up.

They're helping me.

Right. Cause you looked

so helped just now.

You're still seeing

him, aren't you?

The judges will accept that

as a yes.

How about a little

midnight snack, Cass.

All the help you

need's right here.

I can't.

You mean, you won't.

Jeez, girl. They really did a

number on you.

I think someone needs to

intervene on this intervention.

Will you guys go?

Not till we get our Cass back.

The one who likes to have fun.

Come on, Cass.

One little pill will make

all the bad things go away.

See. I'll even do one.

Nothing to it.

What are you scared of, Cass?

You afraid of dying?

Hell, death can't

touch us, now.

We are dead.

See ya soon, Cass.

Good. Good, Cassie.

That's it, Cassie.

Shake it out.

I was there again.

At the accident.

In your mind, you were.

Do you remember what you saw?

They were dead.

Seth, Trish, and Silvia.

We were in the car,

and they were all dead.

I felt it best that you

recall that for yourself.

-So... they really are dead?

-I'm afraid so.

You see, Cassie, what

you've been experiencing is

what is known as

survivor's guilt.

It's a defense mechanism

the brain constructs

in order to avoid dealing

with tragic losses.

But I saw them.

They were here last night.

You also said,

they were dead.

And that woman I saw

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