Previously on, Light As A Feather.
You want to know about Violet?
They're all dead.
You're already dead, too.
What the hell? You're spying on them?
Mack, I'm the one that gave the pills to Jennie.
I've been calling you a murderer.
I should have believed you.
- We have to go there tonight. - Go where?
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.
What the hell is that?
Look, that's not what you think it is.
Candace is in trouble. They're making her do water therapy.
Aah!
You okay?
I could hear you from my room.
I'm fine. I'm fine.
Oh!
This can't be real.
Candace can't be...
I can't even imagine what you're going through right now.
It happened really fast,
and she was already trapped under the cover by the time I got there.
And Alex and I did everything we could, but...
we were too late.
I'm so sorry.
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Wild guess... you didn't get much sleep.
Try none. You?
No.
I just... kept thinking about Candace.
Yeah, me, too.
We have to get through this.
Alex and McKenna are in trouble,
and I'm not gonna let anything happen to her.
To them.
I'm sorry about me and McKenna.
You sorry it happened or sorry I found out?
Look, maybe I'll kick your ass when this is all over and done,
but for now...
You know, you're not quite the douche-bro
I thought you were, Richmond.
Really?
'Cause you're exactly the asshole I thought you were.
Hey, I think this book's been around for a while,
'cause all the handwriting keeps changing.
Look at this page.
Dad, it's kind of early.
I heard about Candace.
Are you doing okay?
What do you think?
Sorry, honey, you're right.
That was a stupid thing to...
I was just hoping we could talk.
Well, can it be a little later?
Well, we could, but now would probably be better.
Right. Why, 'cause you have patients all day?
No, because I'm standing outside your house.
Wow, to come all the way from Florida.
You really must be worried.
Actually, I was at a conference in Phoenix
when your mom called, and she told me what happened.
Wow, Phoenix.
Hope you didn't blow too many frequent flier miles on that one.
Fine, you're mad,
and I can't fault you for that.
But I'm here for a reason, honey.
I've some parental stuff I need to do for your sake.
What kind of stuff?
Well, after your friend's memorial,
what would you think of coming out to stay with me for a while?
With you?
Well... with us.
Oh, you mean your new family,
2,000 miles away
in the middle of my senior year?
Yeah, Dad, that's not happening.
You can't expect me to leave my friends or Mom.
Yeah, well, your mother's part of the problem.
She's here.
She stayed.
She works constantly so I don't have to.
And most importantly, she didn't marry one of her patients
a year after my sister died.
You don't get to make command decisions, Dad.
You lost that right when you left.
I love you, McKenna.
But we're not done talking about this.
Yeah, we are.
So how was that,
defending me to your dad for the same things
that you've been mad at me about?
Yeah. Maybe it helped me see your side for once.
No matter what happens,
I'm never gonna advocate for you to sever ties with your dad.
That said,
thank you.
We're gonna get through this, I promise.
I'll walk you out.
Okay.
I'm gonna check on you in a few hours.
I left some money on the kitchen counter
if you and Alex want to order something for lunch.
- Okay. - But just do me a favor, okay?
Stay in all day.
Don't go anywhere. I need to know you're safe.
Yeah. I love you.
I love you, too.
Morning, Grandma.
Morning, dear.
I just saw the terrible news in the paper.
Did you know that poor girl?
Not as well as I would have liked.
Mm. You want to talk about it?
No, not now, but maybe later?
Okay.
I think I'm just gonna get in the shower.
All right, dear.
Nana?!
Nana?
Dr. Shelby to OR. Dr. Shelby to OR.
It's okay, Nana.
It's gonna be okay. I'm fixing it.
I promise.
Hi.
It is a good thing you called.
Your grandmother's stable.
We'll have the test results back soon.
Thank you, Mrs. Brady.
Of course.
Hey, how's McKenna holding up?
Last night was awful.
I can't even begin to imagine how she must feel.
It's sweet of you to ask.
She's at home. Alex is with her.
You should stop by.
I'm sure they'd love to see you.
Excuse me.
Sure.
There is no way McKenna will ever play that game again.
- Not after... - I don't care about that.
Get me my journal back.
Don't play dumb. I know one of you has it.
Bring it back to me, and I'll release you from the game.
Candace is dead.
You can't pretend nothing is happening now. I can't help you!
I'm hanging up.
No, you're not!
Now, I know you're at McKenna's.
Go into her bedroom and open up her laptop.
What? Why?
Do you want to get out of this game or not?
Open it.
And why the hell would I believe a word you say?
Because you don't have a choice.
Open the laptop,
and I'll let you live.
I've been going through that thing all night
trying to figure it out.
It's like a Light as a Feather logbook.
It's full of death predictions.
There's at least a dozen different types of handwriting in there.
People have been passing it down.
Yeah, and there's other things like notes and drawings
and little poems scrawled in the margins about being cursed.
Check out this torn page, right here.
That's Violet's handwriting.
I recognize it from our shop class notes.
So... wait, this is where she takes over.
She tore out her own prediction.
So, what? Is it some cult?
Is there some demon making her do it?
What, like Slenderman?
Or like the Manson family.
Maybe there's someone
who we can talk to about this.
Yeah, and they can tell us how to win the game.
No, we can't. There's no one.
Do you remember the scrapbook that Lena gave us?
They're dead.
Everyone who's played the game is dead.
What if someone survived?
Yeah. We should connect the obituaries in the scrapbook
to the death predictions in the journal.
Make sure everyone died
to see if somebody else knows what's going on.
Fine, but we can't do this here, guys.
My mom will freak if she walks in my room
and sees it decorated with dead kids.
Let's go to my parents' cabin.
Oh, my God, she's gonna ground me for life,
but, yeah.
It's a good idea, Alex.
So...
what's going on with you and those two?
I think we have
more important things to stress about.
Yeah.
But I feel like the universe has been telling me lately
to get things off your chest
before it's too late.
Henry is awesome.
And yet, I see how you look at Trey.
Is it that noticeable?
See, this is what I'm talking about.
Do you know how many things Candace kept to herself?
How it took Olivia dying for her to even say them out loud,
but even then it was too late?
Yeah.
If this doesn't end how we want it to...
- Alex, don't. - Yeah, I know, but...
I think you should say something...
to both of them.
Come on.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised no one survived.
No, we're... We're gonna beat this.
Yeah.
- But if we don't... - We're close, okay?
There's a way out of this. I know that.
- You just... You have to trust me. - I know, but, Henry,
I need you to listen to me just for one second, please?
I know that this is really stupid timing,
but I really need to tell you this,
because if I... if I don't tell you now, I...
I might not get the chance to.
I thought you were amazing since I was a kid.
And if I knew we'd be this close...
- McKenna. - I love being around you.
And I feel like us being together
has somehow kept Olivia alive, but...
You don't feel it.
No.
Not exactly.
- It's just... - Look, it's okay, McKenna.
If anything, I saw it coming.
Really? Because I didn't.
It's fine.
I'm not gonna lie and say it doesn't hurt,
but just know I'm there for you.
Okay?
I couldn't do that for Livvy,
but I can do it for you.
Did you hear that?
Check this out.
What is that?
It looks like a growth on her back.
We don't know that.
- Ohh! - Oh, my God.
Just like the drawing.
It looks like a cocoon.
Is there something in it?
- I don't know. - But what is it?
It's a time bomb.
What do you mean?
If I play the game, it goes away for a while.
If I don't, it keeps growing.
And then what?
I don't know. I die,
the world ends, take your pick.
But trust me, if you had any idea...
What are you?
Are you possessed? Is this a cult or something?
Alex, untie me!
No. We know you've been trying to blackmail her.
And we know you've been watching McKenna on her webcam, too.
Thanks for telling me about that, by the way.
You set me up.
Pretty easily, I might add.
Well, fine,
but you're wasting your time.
You can't dodge fate, McKenna.
No, there's got to be a way out.
There is. All but one of us dies.
The survivor lives to play another day.
That's the curse of the game.
The curse? What do you mean?
Light as a Feather. The game is cursed.
The leader predicts the player's death,
and then they die in the way that it was predicted.
So it's really only cursed for those who die then.
No, trust me.
Everyone in this game is completely screwed.
Then why would you play the game with us if you knew that?
I didn't have a choice! I didn't want this!
- I didn't ask for this! - That so, Class President?
Because it looks like you swooped in and took over our lives!
- Al, just let her explain. - No!
My body is falling apart.
This disgusting thing in me
is rotting me from the inside,
and if I don't play, people I love start to die.
My grandma was taken to the hospital today.
How do you know there's not answers in the journal?
There are scribblings all over this thing.
You don't think I've gone over that shit a million times?
How about this one?
"This thing came from some distant darkness.
Maybe it'll go back someday."
What does that mean?
- I don't know. - You have to know something!
If this book is so useless,
then why do you want it back so bad?
Screw this... Plan B.
If we can't convince you to help us,
we're gonna make you.
Really?
How are you gonna do that?
Oh, wait, don't tell me.
I want it to be a surprise.
Ow! Careful!
Jesus!
Really? The bathtub? This is your plan?
Shut up.
- Can you guys give us a second? - What for?
- Just a little girl talk. - Whoa!
Alex, wait! Damn it, Alex!
What the hell?
Sorry.
Alex?!
And then Alex the badass went rogue.
I'm impressed.
You have 30 seconds to start talking.
Or what? You're gonna choke me to death?
Oh, wait. That's your thing.
Alex, hurting her is not gonna accomplish anything!
She's right.
Something tells me that's not gonna stop you anyway.
You said if I brought you back the journal,
you would release me from the game.
How were you gonna do that?
Sorry, I can't tell you that.
Stop screwing around.
Tell me now, or else.
Or else what?
Come on, you can do it.
Alex, what is going on?! This was not part of the plan!
C'mon, you know you want to.
Tell me how to end this!
- Alex! - Now!
C'mon, Trey.
C'mon, you can do it.
Just a little bit closer.
Think of it this way.
If you had choked on one of your little beloved pills
and Candace was still alive,
do you think she would hesitate?
Kill me now!
Come on!
Oh, my God.
We have to call the police.
- Alex will go to jail. - No. No!
Do not say that!
This was just a big misunderstanding, right, Alex?
No. No, it wasn't.
You were supposed to threaten her,
not kill her!
She deserved it.
Oh, my God.
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