Nancy Drew (2019–…): Season 3, Episode 6 - The Myth of the Ensnared Hunter - full transcript

Hannah, it's Nancy again.

The real Frozen Hearts Killer
is a supernatural entity.

Ten-year-old Richard Trott
came across it

on his paper route in 1992.

A friend from the Ledger
slipped me some records

from back in the day.

I managed to piece together
Trott's childhood route.

Problem is I can't seem to crack

where the supernatural killer
might be.

Hi, Hannah. Me again.

Uh, turns out my map
was only half right.



Shouldn't surprise me.

Town's changed a lot.

What I really needed was a map
of Horseshoe Bay from 1992.

That should get me through
the rest of Trott's paper route.

However, I do need your help

to make sure this thing
doesn't kill again,

so please call me back.

Mm.

Gotcha.

♪

You don't make enough money
to keep covering supplies

for the youth center, and
I'm not giving you a raise.

So make sure that
you get reimbursed

next time.
Oh.



Nick has just Chimed me.

It's all good.
Nice.

At least he's
Chiming someone.

Wait, he owes you money, too?

Not money, but he sure owes me.

An apology,
a good night's sleep.

We haven't talked
since our argument last night.

This is all
about that little lie

about going to see that dentist?

It wasn't a little lie, okay?

I did go to a dentist.

He just wasn't my dentist.
No,

it was your biological father.

You didn't tell Nick
that bit at first.

It's kind of like a lie
without lying.

Am I supposed to alert Nick
to every single thing I do

in the moment that I do it?

Sometimes my timeline
takes precedence,

like right now.

I'm spending the day
finding a way

to make sure that I don't die
in ten years.
Wait,

you think you can untangle
your soul from Odette's?

Hannah said that was impossible.

Nothing is impossible
is what I learned

from confronting
George Sr., DDS.

Bess, I need to fight harder
for my life,

and I am not giving up
until I look under every rock.

Or book.

Uh, Ryan, why are you sat
in the crafts corner?

That's usually where, uh,
what's her name?

Addy sits, right?

Yeah, yeah, Addy's sick,
so I'm subbing in.

Oh, no. Is it a cold?

What?
Something worse

than a cold. Mono?
It's not mono, is it?

Wait, wait, hold up.
Mono's going around here?
Okay,

Ryan,
let's not play these games.

If you want to ask, just ask.

Ask what?
I just want

to make sure I didn't
get what she had.

You know, I barely know her.

It was just a coffee date
and a meaningless hookup,

but...
Did we kiss?

Yes, sure, we kissed.
Okay. Okay, um...

Was saliva exchanged?
Yes, sure, it was, but, uh...

You know, so,
germs would be the only thing

that I'm worried about
because it went nowhere,

and that's fine
because I'm not looking

for a relationship.

Okay.

I am so sorry
that I sat here.

Oh, thanks for bringing
the art supplies over.

You're welcome. Um...

Is there anything that you
wanted to talk to me about?

I had to fix the
vacuum cleaner again.

That is twice this week.

That's what you wanted
to talk about

this morning?

This about last night?

Oh, you are unbelievable.

You want to know why
your vacuum keeps breaking?

It's getting clogged

from everything
you keep sweeping under the rug.

Ah. Yeah, me and George,
um, we can't do this.

Uh, we have a...

goddess manifestation
chakra class to go to.

Can't be late. No refunds,
so just have to tell Nancy

that she'll have to make do
with you and Ace.

Where's Ace?
Uh,

he's not here. He said he
has some personal errand.

All right, Ryan. You're up.
Cover for us. Thank you.

See you.
Thanks.

What?
All hands on deck

to track down
a supernatural killer.

Where is everybody?
Uh,

Ace had to go take
care of something,

and George just went with
Bess to manifest a goddess.

Okay. So,
here's where we are.

The real Frozen Hearts Killer
is supernatural.

The cops don't know this.

They wouldn't believe it
even if they did.

So they won't be able
to catch the actual killer.

You're going after this thing?

We are.

Ryan,

if you want to listen,
just come over here,

because you are
making me crazy.

Did you say
"supernatural killer"?

You and I encountered it
in Icarus Hall.

It's the same entity
that came after us.

The-the one with the hat.

It used to be locked up

in an occult cage
underground.

I saw it in Trott's
childhood memories.

Wait, what?

So, you're reading minds now?

It was a one-off.

My creepy
200-year-old great-aunt

talked me into doing
a very strange ritual.

It won't happen again.

So, where exactly

is this underground
occult cage?

Mm.
And where do you find someone
to make one of those?

Did a little research.

Scoped out the area.

There used to be long dirt
road between here and Trenton,

but now it's blocked with
a housing development.

But right here...

That is where
the real Frozen Hearts Killer...

The thing in the hat.
Yeah.

Used to be locked up.

And sometime between 1992
and now, it got out.

So, if you do
find that cage,

are you sure the Frozen
Hearts Killer won't be there?

In Trott's memory,
the thing was being locked up

against its will. I...

No matter how it got out,

I don't think
it would risk coming back.

Why do you
keep saying "you"?

Uh... Okay, I probably
should have led with this,

but you were on a roll.

I can't come.

I got back-to-back tutoring
sessions scheduled,

and I don't want to
cancel on the kids.

I... I can go.

You know, i-if you'll...
If you'll spare me.

Hey. Hey, not a problem
at all. In fact,

great idea, and you can

keep each other
out of trouble.

Hmm? Hmm?

You want to come with me
on a quest to track down

a supernatural
heart-freezing killing machine?
See,

when you say it like that,
it sounds super cool.

Okay.Yeah.

One hand on deck.

Mm-hmm.
The town is counting on us.

We can't let another person die.

When I noticed he had
blood on his hands,

I told Mr. Bobbsey
to get out of my car,

and that's the last
that I saw of him.

I haven't heard from him since.
I have no idea where he is.

Okay. Just sign here
verifying your statement.

Wait. Don't sign anything yet.

Where's Ace's
immunity agreement?

That was my stipulation
with Jean.

Ace testifies
as the State's witness

in exchange for immunity.

I can't speak for the D.A.

Well, if she reneges on our deal
and this was just a ploy

to get Ace to admit
what he knows on the record,

you can forget about using that
unsworn statement against him.

I'll take it up with the judge.

Suit yourself.

Look, n...
This isn't over yet.

What are my parents doing here?

Hey. What's going on? Mom?

Um...

What happened?

Someone threw a brick

into your window last night

with the message

"rat" on it.

This Bertram Bobbsey,

he knows that I'm talking
to the police.

He's at the top
of our list of suspects.

Are you sure there's
nothing else you can tell us?

You think Ace is withholding
information from you?

That's why the D.A.
pulled our immunity deal?

No, forget me. I just...

I want
my parents protected.

Let's get your statement.

Don't worry about us.

I need you to stay safe.

Thank you.

I know what you're gonna say.

That I should let the
cops do their job and...

You need to find
Mr. Bobbsey.

What?

Without immunity, you're looking
at accessory to assault.

Even if the D.A. lets you plead
that down to a misdemeanor,

it still means jail time.

The only route I see?

Find Bobbsey.

How am I supposed to do that?

Look behind you.

Ace!

Amanda, what are you... Mm.
Hi.

Mm.

Yeah. Okay,
I'm gonna get going.

I'll call you
with any updates.

Mm.

When did you get in town?

Oh, I took a red-eye.

I got a call
from the Horseshoe Bay PD

about my dad's whereabouts.

I got worried,
so I came straight here.

I was gonna call you
when I was done.

What are you telling the cops?

That I don't know
where he is.

When my dad goes off the grid,
he commits.

Hey, what were you talking
to Carson Drew about?

Can I answer that over coffee?

This is like you
in your element, right?

Following clues,
searching for secret hideouts.

I can just imagine you
as a kid.

It's got to bring back some
girl detective memories, huh?

Uh, I mean...

When I was in eighth
grade, I did save a woman

from a forest-based
naturopath, so...

See? I knew it.

Naturopaths. Right.

What-what are...
What's a naturopath?

Uh, in this case,
he was a con artist.

He was selling fiddlehead
soup as love potion,

and then he started
spiking the soup

with an addictive
substance.

And you probably don't care
about the details, so...

Uh, actually, I...
I really do.

You know, because I missed out
on all that...

that time in your life,
I-I like to hear the stories.

Okay. Um...

Well, I searched the woods,

and I found his-his illegal
pharmaceutical stash,

proved he was a fraud,
and stopped that woman

from spending her
college savings

on his forest
remedies, so...

You were a little badass
when you were a kid.

Not-not that you
aren't now, of course.

Well, thank you.

Uh, your turn for a story.

Tell me something
I don't know.

Tell me about my mother.

Lucy.

Well, Lucy...

She was really funny.

A lot of people didn't
know that about her.

She made me laugh all the time.

I love knowing that.

Uh, I think
it's just up this way.
Yeah. Yeah.

This fast-moving river looks
a lot smaller on this map.

How did a ten-year-old
cross this?

It was winter 30 years ago.

Uh, with less global warming,
it would have been frozen over.

There's got to be a
way around it, right?

Mm. Well,
daylight's wasting.

Sometimes the only way around it
is through.

Come on. Roll your pants up.

Gonna get muddy.

Astrological Soul Mapping.
Nope.

Demonic and Astral Regression,
Part 2.

There's a part one?

Hey, you having any luck?

Hello?

You're supposed
to be helping me,

not stalking Addy's
dating profile.

Uh, wasn't stalking.

She updated her bio,
and I was just curious.

Okay, why don't I
just ask her out again for you?
No.

Don't you dare.

What if she doesn't reciprocate?
Well,

that's just a fact of life,
then, Bess.

Death, taxes, rejection.

Hmm.

Oh, my God.

Have you never
experienced rejection?

Okay, you're saying it

like I care about Addy. I don't.
Right.

All I care about right now
is untangling your soul

from Odette's.Right.

So, think I might
have found something.

It's a footnote.
Says, "The Díaz Case:

"A 46-year-old woman
in Buenos Aires

"alleged to be entwined

"with the spirit
of a deceased nun,

"causing the subject
to sleepwalk

and commit crimes
she was unaware of."

Does that sound
like someone you know?

It says, "Subject was healed

"by a rigorous,
three-day release ritual

and prayer of liberation."

Damn.

Why didn't Hannah
point us towards this case

when I asked her?
You know,

we were keeping her busy.
Saving Nancy from dying

and a parasitic Wraith,
et cetera.

Well, who wrote the book? Maybe
they have the answers for me.

It was written by Father Shane.

The-the priest who sold us the
holy water for Larkspur Lane.

And there's an inscription

dedicated to Hannah.

"Dearest Hannah,

"I was inspired by you
to write this

"after our last talk.

"I wish we'd had more time,

"and I hope
whenever you read this,

"you'll think of me.

Yours truly, Jonathan."

How lovely.
Okay.

Is it me, or does it look
like Father Shane

had the hots for Hannah?

Let's hope so.

Because that's
how we're gonna get him here.

Mm-hmm.

The "X" marks the
creepy, abandoned house.

Looks like no one's
lived here for decades.

Yeah, we can get in through
that window over there.

Wait. Oh, wait. Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, whoa. What?

Before we go
destroying property,

maybe we can just spend

30 seconds and-and look around.

You know?
We might find a way in.
Okay,

you're the one
who wanted to know

what I was like
when I was younger.

This is a pretty good example.

Hey, Nancy! I
found something!

Hey, check this out.

Whoa!

Oh, my God, Ryan!

Ryan?
Yeah!

Down here!
Okay, I'm coming!

Okay.

Are you okay?
Yeah, yeah.

Okay, good. At least you didn't
land on your shoulder first!
Yeah.

Here, let me
see. Let me see.

Okay. Let me see.

It's dislocated, and the
pain's gonna be a lot worse

if I don't reset it now, okay?
Okay.

Wait, what?
You know how to do that?

I actually have a
question for you.
Yeah? What?

Have you been outsourcing
the chore wheel to Ace?
What?

Ow!

Oh! Oh. Oh.

Oh, that-that feels better.
Okay. All right.

You need some
medical attention,

so I think we should
just go back up,

uh, and-and try and
get some help, okay?
No.

No, that-that's gonna be
a challenge.

We can't go up that way.
We got to find another way out.

Plus now you can, you
can find your-your hat killer's

hideout like you wanted to.

Here.

Thank you.

So how about
that chore wheel, huh?

I'm not gonna answer that.

When will Hannah
be joining us?

Uh, she'll be here,
uh, in a minute.

But she wanted us to get
started, please, um...

take a seat.
Oh, thank you.

Uh, yeah, we've heard
all about your expertise

in soul entwinement,
so who better

to be our interview subject

of this month's
newsletter focusing

on possessions?

I didn't know
she published a newsletter.

Oh, your writings
gave her the idea.

Ah.
So...

the... release ritual

and prayer of liberation that
you mentioned in your book...

what is that
about exactly?

Hannah knows the answer to that.

That's the reason
we stopped speaking.

I'm surprised she'd want
to interview me on the topic.

Where did you say
she went again?

Uh, she just had to do
a bit of research...

Okay, look, forget Hannah.

Give me this.

Hannah's not coming.

I have the spirit
of an old French lady

trapped inside me,
and my lifeline got cut short.

Do you know of anything
that could excavate a soul

from a person's body
permanently?

How familiar are you
with the, uh, concept

of exorcism?

You'd be surprised.

Many believed that...

aberrant behavior was caused
by demonic corruption

of human souls.

To combat that,
ritualists created

a device called a soul-splitter.

Okay, so can we use this
soul-splitter on George?

To-to split off the French ghost
that's tethered to her soul

and-and restore
George's natural life span?

When the clergy discovered that
the soul-splitter was created

through dark magic...

all of the devices
were banished.

All the soul-splitters were
destroyed in the early 1800s.

But some must have survived
somewhere.

Your book talks
about soul liberations

in-in modern times.

There were reports
of soul-splitters

in the Civil War era.

A metalsmith
named Beckett Dow

designed his own version,
with the help

of occult practitioners.

Like a knockoff purse.
Hmm.

Okay, so-so how do we find
one of these knockoffs?

Any soul-splitter
that exists today

was not designed
to untangle souls.

The device wasn't called
a soul-untangler.

With or without it,
I am dead anyway.

So, Father Shane, please...

if you know where one
of these knockoffs are,

just tell me! Please.

The last one

was in a private art collection
in New Hampshire.

I wrote about
this collection.

Unfortunately,
the books attracted

the attention of black-market
operatives

who targeted those objects.

The entire collection
was stolen.

Hannah never forgave me

for writing those books.

And... no one...

knows where the soul-splitter
went after that?

That's a blessing.

Trust me.

Tell Hannah I warned you away

from a very dangerous relic.

I know she'd want
to keep you both safe.

Stolen for the black market?

Bess, how are we gonna
find this thing?

I might have a lead.

Okay?

Hey, Bess.Hi!

George needs
a supernatural relic,

uh, that was used
during the Civil War

and stolen
by black-market traffickers.

I don't suppose you came
across a soul-splitter

in your journey
to the Bobbsey dark side?

No, but Mr. D said that the guys

who got arrested the other night
had some relics seized,

so I can ask him
to keep an eye out.

I got to call you back.
Okay.

Thanks.
Mm-hmm.

Hey... everything okay?

George needs a
soul-splitter.

Some kind of relic
from the Civil War.

But that's a problem
for another time.

How was the Camino
de Santiago?

Ah, transcendent.

You would've loved it.

Should've came with me.

Yeah, I should have.

Hey, what's wrong?

Is it about whatever you wanted
to tell me over coffee?

Does it have something
to do with my dad?

While you were gone, I started

doing some small favors for him.

Like giving him rides,
that kind of thing.

Why?

'Cause he asked, and...

it's a way for me to
stay connected with you.

The story doesn't
end well.

Yeah, none of his stories do.

He assaulted someone,
and then, as it turns out,

I was with him at
the scene of the crime.

So now he's
a fugitive.

And if you get him arrested,
you're off the hook?

Amanda, your dad is...

A repeat offender
who belongs in jail?

Maybe.

But he's also the guy
who spoon-fed me soup

when I had pneumonia.

The guy who taught Gil and I

that we're just
as smart and worthy

as anyone else even though
we lived in a trailer.

I don't know where he is.

If I did, I wouldn't tell you.

Sorry I asked.

You should've come to Spain.

These look like mining tunnels.

Were these on a map
of the town yet?

Well, I didn't ask
for the subterranean part.

Okay.

Here's something I never thought
I was gonna have to ask,

but which way to
the monster cage?

Hey, we might be close, look.

Yeah.

I wonder if Trott
left these here

when he came to visit the cage.

Oh, my God.

Okay, take as many
pictures as you can.

And then, uh, grab anything
you can fit in your pockets.

Okay.

Wow, the-the cage held.

None of the bars
are broken.

Well, how'd this thing get out?

Monster pick a lock?

I found a...
I found a part of a key.

Someone released the monster.

But who?

Hey, these tracks look new.

Look at this.

Looks like blood,
maybe a day or two old.

I was wrong-- this thing's
been coming back to the cage

ever since it got out.

We need to hurry.

Huh.

What's that?!

Hang on,
I'll get the flashlight.

Run!

Go! Go! Go!

It's a dead end!

He wants the doll.

So give it to him.

Go! Go! Go!

Are you okay?

Yeah.
Why did you have that doll?

Because I thought that
Hannah might need it

to figure out
its origin story.

That thing had
a chance to kill us,

and it didn't want either of us,
so what does that mean?

Let's not stay and find out,
come on.

Dad?

Panda Bear?

Is that you?

You always
know how to find me.

Thought you might be
running low.

Bet the cops had
a lot of questions for you.

You didn't tell anyone
where I was, did you?

No.

I came because I wanted
to see you.

That's my girl.

That's a lot of protein bars.

Provisions for two.

I'm hitting the water tomorrow--
you want to come along?

No.

Look, Dad, I-I...

I was hoping that...

maybe you would come with me?

I don't think I care for the
destination you have in mind.

But it's where
you're gonna end up.

There or worse, and...

and I was thinking that,
that if you do the time, then...

You want me to turn myself in?

If you cooperate,
you'll get a shorter sentence.

And when you're out,
we can be a family again.

We're already a family.

Look, it's a, it's a full moon.

Let's not wait
till morning to go.

Bring my boat around to the dock
and I'll meet you there, okay?

If you don't help me, who will?

Amanda, wait!

You set me up?

No, I-I swear.

You followed me?

He played you!

Bertram Bobbsey,
I have a warrant

for your arrest.
I thought
you were smarter than this!

Me, too.

You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you
say can...

Maybe we should
retrace our steps,

go back up the
way we came in?

But there...
there is no way

that that thing fits
through the crawl space.

It has to be going
in and out some other way.

Wait.

I saw moths.

So...

they'd be coming through
an entirely different entrance.

Someone put this here.

Wait, wait, wait, wait--
are we, are we sure

that, that there's
not something worse up above?

I'm never sure of that.

Whoa.

This feels like an escape room.

Hold that thought.

George?

You see them, too, right?

Just spoke with
D.A. Rosario.

She has agreed
to full immunity

for your part in getting
Bertram Bobbsey arrested.

You're in the clear.

Thank you.

Hey, um...

the other night when the cops
busted those relic traffickers?

Mm-hmm.
Was there anything
called a soul-splitter

in the stuff
that they confiscated?

Uh...

I don't remember seeing
that on the exhibit list.

A friend is doing some research.

Don't worry about it.

Your dad wanted to take a look

at the wording of your deal.

Captain.

Yeah, Mom thinks
that I'm not eating.

Thank you, but...

I'm looking for another job.

So-so really I'm,
I'm good, I'm okay.

I won't disappoint her.

We're gonna need more furniture.

Then it just kind
of sniffed the air...

and decided
to leave us alone.

Guess our hearts didn't smell
good enough to freeze.

My takeaway was...

it doesn't kill at random.

It-it has some sort
of hard-wiring

that dictates who it murders
and who it doesn't.

So how is it finding
its victims, then?

They must have
something in common, right?

There's one other thing.

So the supernatural killer has
some sort of attachment

to this doll.
It was laser-focused

on it, it clearly
wanted it back.

And it was the same doll
in the vision with Trott.

And Temperance had
a really weird reaction to it.

Like she
recognized it.

So that means Temperance was
the one who let the killer out?

No, no, no, sh-she
wouldn't do that.

Oh, what, she draws the line
at bathing in blood?

I'm still trying to wrap
my mind around tunnels

being connected
to the Historical Society.

I mean, did Hannah ever mention
a secret door being in the wall?

No, not to me, she didn't.

What if this thing's
being unleashed

by coming up through
the Historical Society?

You know, I mean, like we did?

I set up surveillance cameras
all over this building.

We can see
who's been coming and going.

Let's start with the most
recent surveillance footage,

and then work our way
backwards from there.

Great.

I know that I'm probably
the last person

you want
to see right now.

I wouldn't say that.

I was glad to see you
at the boatyard tonight.

You were?
Yeah.

I knew you'd follow me
and get my dad arrested.

If I had to turn him in myself,
he'd never forgive me.

Now he's safe,
and he doesn't hate me.

Okay, well, I would still like
to explain to you

why I did what I did.

Yeah, I bet
you would.

This is a key
to my dad's storage locker.

There's a million things
in there that he's

stolen, traded, or hoarded.

There's a ton
of Civil War stuff in there.

Cross street's Pinecrest
and Greenview, number nine.

What, is this for the case?

No. It's for George.

You said she's looking
for a soul-splitter.

If my dad ever had
a relic like that,

it'd be in his
storage locker.

I really appreciate this.

I'm paying my brother's
karmic debt.

Since Gil wanted to use a shroud
that would've killed George.

Now the Bobbseys are even.

Amanda...
no-nobody's keeping score.

If they weren't keeping score,
you would've trusted me

to make the right choice
tonight, but instead...

...you made that choice for me.

You know what
your problem is?

You always think
that you're the good guy.

Can we... talk about this?

No.

Ace, we're done.

Amanda...

Goodbye.

How's it going in here?

Oh, we just went
through the security footage

the night
Jake Cazine was murdered,

and nobody came in or out

through that wall panel.
Let's go back farther.

Oh, my God.

Well, well, well.
Uh,

why don't I just take over
for a bit, yeah?

Yeah. Uh, just call us

whenever you see
something suspicious.
Yeah.

About the case.
Got it.

Uh, supernatural entity.
Wears a big hat.

Won't miss it.

Oh, my God.

Bess...

take it from a girl who only has
ten years left to live.

Risk the rejection.

You and Addy deserve more
than a one-night stand.

Meaning
that if you can face down death,

then maybe I can initiate
a second date?

She'd be crazy to say no.

Oh, God.

How's the arm?

You know,
I can probably rock a sling.
Yeah?

Still glad I came, though.

Oh, you have
a weird sense of fun.

For what it's worth,

Carson never dislocated
his shoulder for me.

Oh, cool.

'Cause I need all the dad points
I can get.

I mean,
he also never fell down a hole,

so...

Hey.Hey.

Got the group text.

You okay?

Undecided.

♪ Simple hands

♪ Some walk
the common paths... ♪

Hey.

Hey.

♪ But all folks
are damaged goods... ♪

Um...

I wanted to apologize to you.

♪ When and how...

For accusing me
of bad vacuum maintenance?

No.

For holding on to our argument
this morning.

♪ Go scratch your name
into the clouds... ♪

I was still a little mad
from last night

because you...

kind of called me out
on not sharing things.

I was worried
it was becoming a pattern.

Okay, well, you know, sometimes
you don't share things, either.

Like how you've never been back
to visit Florida,

not even once, since you
came to Horseshoe Bay.

Look, my point is,

I don't pressure you
to talk about things

that you're not ready to share.

And yes, I was going to ask
you to try my approach,

but after I had some time
to think

and because of
some new discoveries,

I decided that I'm going to try
your approach

and share things instead.

Okay, firstly, I-I wasn't trying
to pressure you before.

I just... I just wanted
to feel connected to you.
Nick,

we are connected.

It means a lot
to hear you say that.

♪ The thunder
plays its drum... ♪

And second,

what new discoveries?

Okay. So...

Bess and I spent the whole
day looking for a cure

to get Odette's
soul out of me.

And now I am finally ready
to tell you.

We found an actual lead.

That's amazing.

Uh-huh.

A-And...

Here's something
I'm ready to tell you.

I admire

that you had the guts
to go face your biological dad.

And I hope

some of that
could rub off on me.

And that's what I should've said
last night.

Or this morning.

Or any time since then.

I think I'm ready
to stop fighting now.

Oh, my God! You're never gonna
believe this. Oh, my God!

Oh, my God!

Okay. Okay,
this footage was dated

one night after our meeting
with Myrtle/Temperance Hudson.

The-the night
of the weird blackouts.
Yeah. Watch.

There's Hannah
in this very room.

The blackout happens.

She-she takes a key out.

And look where she goes.

Hannah knew about the door.

I found this
in the underground prison cell.

Play that first part again.

That's part of the key that
unlocked the monster's cage.

All this time,
I thought that Hannah

was gonna help us protect
the town.

But she's the one who released
the supernatural killer.