Previously on Light As a Feather...
What the hell is that?
Everyone's so concerned about you and these pills,
and then there's Jennie,
who died of a heart attack
- triggered by drugs. - What do you want?
We have to play Light As A Feather again...
you, me, McKenna, and Candace. Help convince them.
Your new Senior Class President is Violet Simmons!
I'm gonna prove that you killed Olivia.
You might be next.
She just threatened me!
No, you're a psycho!
She's crazy, and she killed Olivia!
Get her out! Get her out!
What is this? Where am I?
The Daybridge Center.
You're going to get better here.
The doctor will be in shortly.
Wait! Doctor?!
You haven't been answering my texts, Alex.
I know. I'm sorry, it's just...
McKenna and those guys are on to you already.
How am I supposed to convince her
to play Light as a Feather with you again?
Figure something out.
Lie or something.
You're good at that, right?
Look, you have until tomorrow.
After that, I'm gonna have to have
a really awkward conversation with McKenna about pills.
I looked up the names Lena gave us,
and everything checks out.
They all went to Kinney School with Marc and Violet,
and now they're dead...
food allergy, suicide, hit by a car.
That's it then.
We can't just sit around any longer.
We have to go there tonight.
Go where?
Uh, to Violet's.
I told them about the journal
I found when I slept over,
and they think we could find something useful in it.
Wait, no, guys, she's dangerous.
We can't just break into her house.
What if she catches us?
Alex, you almost died yesterday.
We can't waste any more time.
Violet's gonna be tied up with Olivia's tree dedication.
You guys can go to her house then,
and Alex and I will keep an eye on her.
Makes sense.
Fine. Tomorrow.
Okay, this is gonna sound crazy, but, um, I was just thinking,
and all of this is happening because of the game,
so maybe if we play the game again with Violet,
we can figure out what's going on.
You're right. That sounds absolutely crazy.
I'm just saying, we might get more information
out of the actual game than just some journal.
Olivia died playing that game.
There's no way we're going near that again.
I know.
Right. Dumb plan.
Are you okay?
You look kind of pale.
I'm fine.
Just didn't get much sleep.
I'll see you guys inside.
_ _
How are you feeling, Alex?
Like I just got trampled by a marching band.
What happened?
You fainted in the parking lot.
I need to ask,
when's the last time you ate something?
I'm not sure. Why?
Your blood pressure's low, your heart rhythm is irregular,
and you're severely dehydrated.
Is there anything you want to tell me?
No. I just haven't been taking good care of myself
since, you know.
But I'm fine, really.
Well, I talked to your parents,
and, given your history,
I'm gonna need to give you a drug test.
Wait. No.
I haven't been taking anything, I swear.
You can use the bathroom over there.
Alex.
Hey.
Thanks.
Al,
I need you to tell me the truth.
Have you been using again?
No, I swear.
I just haven't been eating anything.
What do you want me to do?
Every time I open my mouth, I think I'm gonna choke.
I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't drink.
Look...
I know that I was upset about the pills,
but you know it's just because I was worried, right?
I can't lose you too, Alex.
And we're gonna get through this together,
I promise.
No.
No, it's all my fault.
I thought I could make it right,
but I just made everything worse.
Mack, I have to tell you something.
Oh, my God. It's Candace.
Candace, hey, are you okay?
We've been trying to call you for days.
Yeah, Alex is with me.
Wait, you mean right now?
Hey, um, I was thinking,
I don't think we should tell Candace about Isaac.
I don't know.
I mean, they were together, right?
Wouldn't she want to know?
I know, but I just...
I don't think she's gonna take it well,
and we don't want to give them
another reason to keep her here.
- Oh, my God, Candace! - Hey.
We're so happy you called. We were so worried.
Guys, thanks. I'm fine.
Really.
Are they treating you okay?
When can you get out of here?
Everyone's great.
Come on, I can show you around.
Back there is the group therapy and the relaxation room.
And this here's where we do yoga and group meditation classes.
I start a new class next week.
And my room is here.
Wait, next week?
How long are you planning on staying here?
I don't know. As long as I need to.
Candace, are you okay?
Yeah, why?
Last time we saw you,
you were trying to punch Violet in the throat.
Now you're in some rando therapy center doing yoga.
What's going on?
I needed help.
Great, I get that. But we really need your help, too.
We've been doing a lot of digging on Violet.
No, no, stop.
There have been a lot of people
who've played this game with her,
- and they're all dead! - Stop!
Look, this obsession with the game and Violet,
you guys need to let it go.
We can't just let it go, Candace.
What have they been telling you here?
Violet killed Olivia,
and now she's coming after all of us.
No, she isn't.
Look, I know when Olivia died, we were all spiraling,
looking for someone to blame.
But that night when I attacked Violet,
I couldn't even recognize myself.
Okay, so what are you saying?
I'm saying this place is helping me.
And if you guys can't understand that,
you just need to leave.
I don't know what's going on in that place,
but we have got to get her out of there.
It's Violet.
She must have gotten to Candace somehow.
She's after all of us.
Mack, wait, I need to tell you something.
What? Whatever it is, I'm sure it's fine.
No, you don't understand.
I'm the one that gave the pills to Jennie.
She... She knew I started taking them
when I joined the dance team.
She had three finals coming up, and she was so stressed out.
I knew you and Jennie had something wrong with your heart,
but I had no idea how bad it was.
And she just kept asking me.
And I know it's no excuse.
And I never should have hid it from you.
But I was so scared that you would hate me.
I'm sorry.
Why are you telling me this now?
Violet. She found out,
and she threatened to tell you unless...
Unless we played the game with her again.
I'm so sorry, Mack.
I was so worried about having you hate me
that I wasn't thinking straight.
But after what she did to Candace,
I'd rather have you hate me than put you in danger.
Right.
Like how you put Jennie in danger.
I need you to go.
Please.
Hey, can you come and get me?
Uh, are you sure you don't want me to
stick around or anything?
Yeah. Yeah, it's fine.
My mom will be home soon anyway, so...
I think I just need some space.
Yeah, I get it.
I'll call you later.
_
Hi.
Um, what are you doing here?
Um, I just wanted to talk to you.
Um, let's go in my room.
My mom just finished her shift and she's asleep.
So, um, you got my text?
Yeah, I just wanted to make sure you're okay.
What?
I've just been calling you a murderer
for the past two years,
and you're asking me if I'm okay.
You were hurting,
you needed someone to blame.
No, Trey,
that's not an excuse.
I should have believed you.
I just don't understand why you're still here after everything.
You should hate me.
I could never hate you.
We've lost so much time already.
And if I don't tell you this now,
I might never get the chance.
Tell me what?
Do you remember how Jennie used to save
every note we ever passed?
- Yeah. - The last time I was here,
I found box full of them,
and I found this.
What is it?
It's...
Just read it.
"Hey, Jennie, does McKenna have a date for the dance yet?"
"Who knows? Why are you bothering me about it?"
That sounds just like her.
I know, right?
"Why don't you just grow a spine and tell her you...
like her already?
Or even better,
just pick the right moment and..."
Thanks to all your generous GoFundMe contributions,
we're able to keep Olivia's memory alive
in the place that she loved most:
our school.
Henry, will you do the honors?
Hey.
You're wearing Olivia's bracelet.
Yeah, uh, her mom gave it to me after...
I'm sorry, Alex. I can't.
Fine. I get it.
Do you?
Why are you even standing here?
I don't know. Because I'm sorry.
Look, this is what Violet wants.
For us to fight and turn against each other.
It's part of her game.
And right now, we really need each other, Mack.
Right?
We're in this together.
No, we're not.
It's not just what you did to Jennie.
You lied to me. For years.
And then you almost walked me into a trap with Violet,
all because you couldn't tell the truth.
So, yeah, I'm having a pretty difficult time
trusting you right now, Alex.
Okay, then tell me what I need to do to make it better.
You can't.
Trey, we need to talk about what happened last night.
Oh, okay.
Is it because of you and Henry?
No.
I... I mean, yeah, I do need to sort that out.
But there's a lot of other stuff going on right now, Trey.
I get it. I'm sorry.
Take as much time as you need.
- I can wait. - Thank you.
Are we doing this or what?
Yeah, let's go.
I'll text you when we get to Violet's.
Okay. I'll make sure she doesn't leave.
You guys be careful.
You, too.
The car's gone.
We should still hurry, though.
If we set off the alarm,
will the cops come, like, right away, or...?
I've never broken into a house before.
And you think I have?
Come on, give me a knee.
Give me a knee.
Congratulations, you're officially a criminal, too.
Shut up.
You think that's the shrine in there?
I'd say so, yeah.
Wow. I'm gonna keep looking.
I think this is it.
Yeah, I found something, too. Check it out.
Daybridge Center?
Isn't that where Candace is?
Hey, what's up?
You saw Candace yesterday, right?
Yeah, why?
Okay, we just found a brochure for the Daybridge Center
at Violet's, along with this receipt.
- What kind of receipt? - It's an itemized list
of all the treatments Candace is getting.
And guess whose credit card paid for the whole thing?
No.
Yeah, and this shit is expensive, too.
I mean, they're doing all this crazy water treatment,
like flotation tanks and stuff.
No. No, no, no.
Look, I'm probably overreacting,
but I need you to send me a picture of that receipt, okay?
Yeah, hold on.
Oh, no.
Dude, I don't like this.
Why is Violet paying for Candace's treatment?
What the hell is that?
Look, that's not what you think it is.
Oh, really? What is it then?
We can sort this out later,
but we have bigger shit to deal with.
- Come on. - Go to hell.
Wait...
Look, look, look, you can hate me all you want,
but I have to ask. What's wrong?
Candace is in trouble. Trey just called me
and, apparently, Violet's been paying for her treatment
at that Daybridge place.
- They're making her do water therapy. - No.
What are you doing? Your car's here, right?
- We have to go! - Yes! Go!
Hey, where are you going?
You have to check in first!
Candace? Candace!
What are you guys doing here?
We're taking you home. C'mon, just pack your stuff.
I'm not going anywhere.
Look, I know that this is a lot,
but this is not safe. It's not safe here.
I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm staying here.
Guys, we don't have time for this!
Can you just give us one minute, please?
They're about to head out now.
One minute.
Guys, look, I get it, okay? You're worried about me...
Did you know that Violet is paying for this?
- For what? - For your treatment.
Trey and Henry found the receipts in Violet's house.
No. No, my Mom said the insurance covered it.
No.
Wait, they found receipts in her house?
Did they break into the house or something?
See? See, this is exactly what I'm talking about!
Breaking into people's houses?!
Okay, this is a trap, Candace!
Why do you think Violet is paying for this
and making you do water therapy?!
She's not making me do anything!
I want to be here! It's helping me get better!
You don't need to get better!
- You're fine! - No, I'm not!
Look, I understand what you're going through.
But you cannot pretend that this is not happening.
Candace, this is real.
And hiding in here is not gonna make it go away.
That's it! It's time to go!
Can we please just have one more second?!
Now!
Guys, can we please...
Can we please just go back to normal?
Like before the game.
Before all of this happened.
Can we do that? Please?
We can't. I'm sorry. We can't.
This is real. You know. You know.
But you need to get out of here, Candace.
Attention, all available staff, room 203.
- All available staff, room 203. - We'll be right back.
Aah!
She's dying, she's dying.
Light as a feather, stiff as a board.
We need to figure something else out.
I don't know, Alex. She won't listen to us.
Hold on.
Oh, my God.
Mack, what is it?
- She should have just stayed out of the deep blue ocean. - _
Hey! Wait!
She's dead.
She's dead. Light as a feather, stiff as a board.
- Oh, my God! - Oh, my God!
- My God! - Candace!
Help her!
- Pull now! Get her out! - Help her!
We need help in the Ocean Room, right now!
Is she breathing?
Please.
Candace, don't do this to me!
Please don't do this to me!
All right, hurry up!
Please.
Candace!
No! No!
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