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Ashley!
No, no, no, no. No.
Ah, no.
Ashley!
No, yeah. Absolutely.
Catering needs to be done by Sunday.
And you have to start the marinade.
He knows, Jared.
Carrie, come on. Are you being serious right now?
No, I'm not serious at all.
I'm light and carefree, because I'm on vacation.
Greg? Hello?
Damn.
This place really is in the middle of nowhere.
Looks like somewhere to me.
A very beautiful somewhere.
Oh, I can't get a single bar.
Guess you'll just have to
enjoy yourself for a little while.
What a terrible fate.
Jared, come on.
You promised you would give me this weekend.
I know. It's just-- it's not--
it's not a good time right now.
"Best of the City" critics, they could show up any day.
Please don't talk to me like I don't care about the restaurant.
It's my livelihood, too.
No, no, no. I'm not saying that.
I just mean that it's not the best time
to insist on a weekend away.
To insist on doing something for our marriage, you mean?
Besides, I told you, it has to be this weekend to get the free stay.
You and your contests.
My persistence finally paid off, didn't it?
I used to love being out in the mountains.
Since when?
I've asked you to go camping a thousand times.
You've always said no.
I think this is it.
Is this where we're supposed to park?
Where are all the other cars?
I don't know.
I bet they move them for us once we check in.
I'm sure they park them around back to preserve the vibe.
What, are we carrying our own bags?
There's no bellhop at this supposed four-star retreat?
Somehow I think you'll survive.
No doorman either.
After you, sir.
Hello?
- At least it's quiet. - Hmm.
Maybe they gave me the wrong arrival time.
Hmm. Self-check in.
And again I question your supposed four-star service.
It is different.
How about room three?
Okay.
It really is quiet.
Is this whole thing not extremely weird to you?
I admit, it's a little weird.
- But, hey. - Hmm?
Just think of the comped services
we'll get when you complain.
Oh, I am-- I'm definitely complaining.
Good. I look forward to a free massage.
Hmm. Why don't we, uh,
take a look around the place we got all to ourselves?
Okay.
Swanky, yet cozy.
Doesn't look like we're expected to dine alone.
- Huh. - Hmm.
Carrie.
This kitchen is gorgeous.
I don't think we should be in here.
I'm sure guests aren't allowed.
Well, maybe they should have some staff here to stop us.
Good point. It's very clean.
Which means they didn't have breakfast.
Everything looks fresh, which means this place isn't totally abandoned.
- See? The staff will be here soon. - Hmm.
There's someone now.
- Oh, no. - What is it?
Wes?
Lizzie.
Jared?
- You know them? - College.
Oh, my God!
- What are you doing here? - Um...
Yes, great question.
I have the same for you, too.
- Hi, I'm Carrie. - Carrie Clark.
- My wife. - Oh!
Wes Wong. And this is my sister Lizzie.
Nice to meet you.
So you all went to college together?
Oh, has Jared told you about us?
Seriously though. Seriously, what-- what brings you here?
Well, I'm writing a review for a new luxury travel magazine.
I invited Lizzie to join.
- So, you're a travel writer? - Yep.
Bit of a dying profession, but there's still a few of us around.
Very cool. Hey, would the magazine happen to know
who owns this place or anything like that?
- Why do you ask? - It's a dead zone.
Oh, it can't be that bad.
No, he means there's literally no one here.
- Really? - Yeah, go ahead. See for yourself.
Oh, wait.
I'm just as confused as you are.
My editor told me this place was under new management,
but it should definitely be up and running by now.
And the door was unlocked when you got here?
Yes, it was open.
Everything seems ready to go,
only no one's here.
Yeah, we didn't get cell reception.
Yeah, looks like I don't either.
- Have you tried the landline? - No.
Not yet.
So how long has it been since you saw each other last?
Since end of senior year.
Nearly ten years.
Ugh. Can't get an outside line.
I think this is only set up to take calls from the guest rooms.
There's gotta be wi-fi though. This isn't the dark ages.
No, I'm not getting any networks popping up.
If I can find their equipment, I can get their stuff working.
- Really? - She's a wiz at that kind of thing.
- On it! - Should one of us go with her?
- Hey, there, Lizards. - Sorry for the tape delay.
- Not unless you want to be recorded for posterity. - The reason I'm not
coming at you live like usual
is because I am currently going through
a real life mystery.
So, my first mission is to find the server
and get this place back on the network
so I can bring you all updates in real time.
Ooh! Basement.
Spooky!
We've already had some great reviews in smaller news outlets.
Jared's menu is very innovative.
Innovative but approachable.
I was getting to that part.
I heard that we're actually being considered for the paper's
"Best of the City" list this year,
I mean, which could absolutely boost our profile.
It sounds like a great spot.
Probably not the kind of place that you'd even write about
in a luxury magazine.
Lizzie?
- Lizzie? Where are you? - Here!
Good Lord, I thought someone was axe-murdering you
the way you screamed like that.
I'm sorry. It scared me.
Look at it. Boop!
- You're ridiculous. - Help me find my phone.
I dropped it when that thing came out of nowhere.
Oh, here it is.
Oh! Thank you. My viewers will love this.
Oh, no! I can't believe it!
Can I use you phone to record?
Absolutely not.
Hello?
Hello? Anybody here?
- Wow. - Rayanne? Harrison?
Wow. The gang's all here.
Let me guess. More friends from college?
Good guess.
- Jared's wife? - Good guess.
Harrison. Long time.
Yeah. So what's going on?
Wait. Why are you two arriving together?
We ran into each other at the airport
and decided to share a rental car.
I was invited to a launch party for a winter fashion line.
I don't suppose that's why you're all here?
We won a vacation.
I'm writing a travel review.
Lizzie came along for fun.
I'm-- I'm meeting someone.
- A woman. - What woman?
A woman he met online.
So I guess we've all been lied to one way or another.
No. No, I don't know what's going on,
but I just know that Laura's gonna be here soon, so...
I hate to be the one to break it to you,
but your girl probably doesn't exist.
My guess you have a very ambitious online troll
and we've all been pulled into the prank.
Maybe there's someone else from college you were all friends with?
What do you mean?
Well, maybe there's gonna be a surprise wedding
or something like that.
Who else were you all friends with who hasn't arrived yet?
Did I say something wrong?
- Babe? - No. No.
Yeah, somebody from the dorms maybe?
Tommy Watson? He was fun.
Or Gina Sanders? I liked her.
Is anyone even still in touch with either of them?
So what are we supposed to do?
Just wait around and see what happens next?
It seems like we're all free to leave if we want to.
Um, baby, maybe we should go home.
Oh, no. I still want my weekend of relaxation in nature.
I had a long trip, and my flight back to New York
isn't until the day after tomorrow,
so I'm not going anywhere either.
- Wes? - I'm already writing my article
about this whole debacle in my head,
and it's gonna get a lot more clicks than some standard review.
Then we stay?
My vote is we change into some comfy clothes
and find the wine cellar.
- Works for me. - It's settled then.
Any thoughts you want to share now that we're alone?
One of those four knows something
they're not telling us, that's all I can be sure of.
And what about you?
Do you know something you're not telling me?
Like what?
I don't know.
You know these people. I don't.
After almost ten years?
I don't assume I know anything.
- Come on. - Okay.
Hey.
Oh, hey. Again.
How's your room?
It's fine. Yeah.
Um, I just wanted to say it's really good to see you.
Oh, uh, yeah, definitely.
I do see your videos sometimes. They pop up on my feed.
Really? You should've commented or reached out.
Yeah, I guess I should have.
I just feel like I'm the only one
who's actually happy to see anyone else.
Lizzie, does that really surprise you,
given what happened the last time we were all together?
No. But I just thought if we ever...
Let's just find that wine you were talking about.
Good idea.
- How's your wine? - Same as yours.
I changed my mind.
I'm not staying.
Wait, you're leaving already?
Yeah. This whole situation is insane.
Hey, it's dark and the nearest town is two hours away.
Why don't you wait till morning?
Exactly. It's dark.
And we're in the middle of nowhere
with no idea of what's going on.
And whatever is going on, I don't wanna be a part of.
So, goodbye, everyone.
It's been a great reunion.
Bye.
Harrison, wait!
Hey, that's my coat.
Harrison!
I've, um--
I've tried to contact you over the years.
Yeah, I know.
Why haven't you responded?
Because...
It's just what's best, okay?
I mean, we're supposed to be moving on, right?
Just let the past be the past?
But we're still friends, aren't we?
No, Lizzie.
I'm sorry.
Can you stop pouting?
No, I can't.
Is Lizzie really the only one who's upset?
I mean, Harrison was one of your best friends, right?
Kind of sounds like you may never see him again.
Well, he was a good friend a long time ago.
What was that?
Oh, you're back.
What happened? Are you okay?
- Someone locked the gate. - Wait, the big iron gate?
What other gate could I mean, Jared?
So we can't drive our cars out?
Not unless you got a big wrecking ball you haven't told me about.
Why would someone do that, trap us here on purpose?
Let's not jump to sinister conclusions.
Um, maybe it was just the groundskeeper
who didn't get memo the guests had arrived.
- Yeah? - And they didn't see any lights on up here?
Look, we were already planning to stay the night.
- What's the big deal? - The big deal is that we weren't trapped before.
Hey, Harrison? Let's not be so dramatic.
Okay, Jared. I don't know what else to do.
So tell us, how should we react?
- Um... - Wait a second.
I saw a map in the basement. It showed the whole area.
Maybe there's another way out.
This is the road we came in on, and here's the lodge.
But is that another road out?
I bet that's an old service road
that leads through the hills.
Yep, and there's the highway right there.
Hmm.
Please just wait till morning, okay?
'Cause that road could be totally overgrown,
and then you could get stuck out in the dark and cold.
All right.
But I'm leaving first thing the morning.
Well, now that that's settled,
dare I ask about dinner?
Will the chef grace us with the meal?
Yeah, babe. Make us something.
- All right. I'll see what I can whip up. - Mmm.
Jared?
- Jared? - Hey.
- Are you good? - Are you okay?
No, no. I'm fine, I'm fine. I'm okay.
- I'll get the first aid kit. - Are you sure?
No, no, no, no. I'm okay, I'm okay.
What happened?
Did you smell gas?
No, nothing. I didn't smell anything.
How the hell did you not get hurt?
Do realize how incredibly lucky that you are?
- Yeah, yeah. I'm lucky. - Okay, but what caused that?
Probably a damaged gas line or something.
It's dangerous to cut corners in a kitchen.
I cannot wait to sue someone for all this.
Look, can we all speak honestly?
What do you mean?
It seems very possible to me
that this explosion wasn't an accident.
Yeah, like that gate being locked.
Exactly. Can we be real about the situation?
Carrie's right. We should be honest.
Let's talk about her.
Talk about who?
Ashley.
Who's Ashley?
She was my girlfriend.
Ex-girlfriend by then.
Ashley was our friend.
And she died.
It was an accident.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
Hey, what was it?
Our last big trip before graduation, right?
We rented a cabin up in the mountains.
And, uh, one morning,
Ashley woke up,
went in the woods for a hike--
and this was before any of us were awake.
And, uh, just like that, she never came back.
Oh, my God.
And they never found her body.
She was eventually presumed dead.
A lot of people who go missing while hiking are never recovered.
It must have been so horrible for you all.
But I still don't understand--
How that brought us all here?
Because someone could blame us for Ashley's death.
But why would anyone blame you?
Maybe we didn't look hard enough.
Okay.
If someone's blaming us, I'd put my bet
on Ashley's mother as the mastermind.
Sandra? She was always so nice to us.
More than that. She was like a second mother to me.
But after Ashley was gone, she stopped answering my calls.
Holiday cards returned to sender.
It was like she disappeared, too.
I never understood why.
But why would she wait so long to confront you?
Today is the ten year anniversary of Ashley's death.
What do you think about all this?
Jared?
Um...
I really don't-- I don't know. I really don't know.
Babe, I really feel like there's something you're not telling me.
No. It's fine. No, it's okay.
Carrie?
This is all too much.
Carrie. Carrie, come on.
Carrie? Carrie, come on.
Hey. What are you doing?
I'm switching rooms.
If you don't wanna tell me the truth,
you don't have to.
- I'll just-- - Look. Stop.
Yes, there's more to the story, okay?
I'll tell you. Can you just-- can you give me a chance?
Ashley didn't just-- she didn't just disappear on a hike, okay?
That's just what we told everyone.
So what really happened?
Well, we, um-- we used to play this game.
- What game? - It was-- it was, uh--
it was all a single never-ending game
we all called One Loser.
I mean, it could be-- it could be any sort of game really,
but the main point was there could only be one loser.
And each day's loser would have to do something,
you know, crazy that we all decided.
- Like what? - Flash somebody. Steal something.
Dumb-- dumb kid stuff.
But the challenges,
they got bigger as they went along.
And then they got out of hand.
Ashley and Rayanne! Ashley and Rayanne!
Settle down, settle down! He wants to do a speech.
- He wants to do a speech. - Speech! Speech!
Settle down, settle down, settle down.
He's gonna make a speech. He's gonna make a speech.
- Speech! Speech! - Settle down.
- Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah. - Tonight is the last night
that we are gonna spend with each other for a long time.
- No. - Boo!
- Sentimental over here. - No, but seriously,
it has been an absolute pleasure spending the last four years
bumming around with all of you.
Yeah, encouraging each other to be such fine young scholars.
- And upstanding young citizens. - Yes, everyone in this room a prince amongst men.
Everyone except...
- The loser! - The loser.
We need something significantly challenging for tonight's game.
Agreed. Something fitting for the grand finale.
I might have an idea, but I don't know if certain
delicate souls are gonna like it.
- Is that a dig at me? - Or me?
- Yeah, definitely you.
Okay, here it is.
The loser spends the night alone in the woods.
- No! No, no, no! I'd be so scared! - No, no, no, no, no.
- You better not lose then. - I'm in.
I'll pretend I'm a forest nymph
worshipped by the woodland creatures.
Ah, screw it. I'm in!
In. I hate you all!
'Tis the game?
- Death poker. - Oof.
- Mm-hmm. - Ashley's not messing around.
Wait, how do you play that one again?
Each hand, you either fold or you're all in.
No other option.
Last person standing each round
goes into the winner's circle in triumph.
Last two left face off for the loser title.
- Ruthless. - There's no other way to be in life.
No peeking!
- All right, Harrison, you're mine. - Did you just--
- You scared? - I'm never scared.
- Yes! - Oh!
First winner of the night! I knew it!
See you losers later.
Okay, broski, only one Wong can go in the woods.
- Ready? - Ready.
Three, two one!
Yes!
It's fine. You need to beat me sometimes
- for your self-esteem. - Okay, shut it.
All right, Harrison.
- Would you look at that? - Let's go, dude!
- Golden boy. On three? - Come on. Yeah.
One, two, three.
- Oh! - Yes! Yes, yes, yes.
Bye-bye.
- All right. - You ready?
- You sure you want this? - Mm-hmm.
- Here we go. - Loser takes all.
- I'll take two. - And I will take one.
All in or fold?
- I'm all in. - Me, too.
- The loser! - Ah, loser!
I'm bested at my own game.
- Whoo! - Oh!
- No, Ashley! - No!
- All right, guys. - Be safe.
No.
Hey, come here for, like, a quick second.
Um, this is dangerous, right?
You could be eaten by a bear or something.
- There are no bears out there. - I know, but...
you can just sneak back to my room.
Nobody's gonna know.
I can't go back on my own challenge.
But I'll keep that in mind.
See all you winners in my dreams.
- So sweet. - You're beautiful!
You left her out there
all night by herself?
Carrie, we were young and stupid.
The idea of anything bad actually happening
from the things we did, I mean, it never occurred to us.
And then you all lied.
I knew we shouldn't let her go.
We just have to wait for the search and rescue team.
What are we gonna tell them when they get here?
What do you mean?
We can't tell them the whole truth
about why she was out there, can we?
No, no, no, no, no. We'll get blamed, right?
We'll get charged with negligent endangerment
or something like that.
But it was Ashley's idea in the first place.
I don't think that would matter.
We all participated.
I think that we should stop talking
like we're not gonna find her, okay?
She's gonna be just fine.
Look, we're just trying to consider
the worst case scenario, okay?
She's-- she's my best friend and this is--
we have to be smart.
I-- I can't do it.
You want us to lie?
Lie like that to the police?
- No, no. - You wanna throw away our futures?
No one's heading to grad school across the country
or that fancy New York magazine job like you planned
if we're caught in a criminal case.
So what would we say instead?
She got up early, right? On a hike?
- That's it. - Her campsite.
I'll clean it up, right?
Gotta be fast. Before they get here.
Are we in agreement then?
I don't know what to say.
Why didn't you tell me about any of this?
I guess-- look, there's never been a great
opportunity for me to tell you
that my college friends and I,
you know, we got somebody killed and we lied to cops about it.
I'm just trying to understand
how we could be married for five years,
run a business together, and you still don't trust me?
No, I do. I do trust you.
Don't say that I don't.
Right, that doesn't mean that I wanna discuss
all the things about me that are shameful.
But we're in this for the good and the bad, Jared.
This is where the bad has brought us, Carrie.
And what's your theory on all that?
Because after hearing this whole story, I'm starting to wonder--
If somebody out there wants revenge?
Maybe the breaker box is over there.
Maybe that's it.
A phone.
There it is.
Hey, Lizzie! I found the problem!
Got it! A bunch of breakers had tripped.
Yeah, I think we could...
Do you think the power is gonna stay on?
I don't know.
It looks like a bunch of switches
tripped all up at once.
It's weird.
Carrie, are you okay?
Yeah, she's okay.
I told her everything.
The real story about Ashley.
Okay, no offense intended, but can she be trusted?
Yes, I can.
Besides, you have bigger problems than me.
Right, like what now?
Do we just wait for whoever Ashley's mom
sent to assassinate us one by one?
No, I don't think we can dismiss other theories.
- What other theories? - Wes thinks it's one of us.
It merits discussion at least.
- I agree with that. - Fine, fine.
Let's discuss.
Personally, if we're limiting our investigation to this room,
I'd call Harrison our main suspect.
Please do tell why that is.
You and Ashley dated for three years.
We all know you never got over her
after she broke up with you.
We wanted different things after college, okay?
The break-up was mutual.
Something caught in your throat, Jared?
No, I'm just wondering
if you've actually dated anyone else in the last decade.
I'm literally here to meet a woman.
An online stranger who might not even exist doesn't count.
Jared, don't be cruel.
No, I'm just telling the truth.
Come on, Rayanne's right. Harrison never did get over her.
And then he tried to blame the rest of us for what happened to her.
How exactly would I set up all this on my own?
I'm a freelance graphic designer!
I don't have the money to rent out a place like this
just to screw with all of you.
What about Wes, huh?
He's the one with all the hospitality industry connections.
He's probably owed a few favors, right?
- You're accusing me? - Interesting.
Wasn't your last boyfriend a hotel mogul, Wes?
This is insane.
Wes is the one who wanted to tell the truth back then.
You all outvoted him.
Wait, you made it sound like it was unanimous.
Yeah, because in the end, that's what it was.
I never denied my responsibility.
I went along with the lie.
But maybe you set this up
to get us to finally tell the truth after all these years
so that you could be noble Wes.
Okay, don't talk to him like that.
You haven't changed at all, Lizzie, have you?
What is that supposed to mean?
You're still the same tag-along you always were.
The girl who skipped a grade and never got out from under her brother's shadow.
You hung out with us because you had a crush on his best friend.
It killed you how in love with Ashley he was,
and that he stayed in love with her even after she died.
- Okay, shut up. - Would you set all this up
just to get him back into your life after he cut us off all these years?
Hey, Rayanne, how about you leave her alone?
You're having an awful lot of fun accusing everyone else.
Yes. Why doesn't someone accuse me?
I'm missing out on all the fun.
Hey, maybe, I rented this place as a social experiment.
- With what money? - Excuse me?
Yeah. No, please, tell us all about your glamorous life
getting invited to fashion parties and all that.
- Tell us. - Just say what you wanna say, Wes.
I follow your circles for my career.
Trust fund must be pretty dried up
what with all your father's investments collapsing.
You know I hate my father.
I don't care about his money.
But you do care about how it made people feel about you.
The way it made people like you even when you were terrible?
Maybe this whole thing is nothing but a desperate grab for attention
charged to your last credit card that isn't maxed out.
I wouldn't put that past you at all.
Screw you.
Screw all of you.
I really don't think anyone should be alone right now
when these kinds of accusations are being made.
What do you want?
I just don't think anyone should be alone right now.
Not until we figure out what's going on.
Fine. Come in. Observe my nefarious deeds.
How does all this nonsense seem to you as the outsider?
I can only imagine.
It's a lot to take in.
I'm sure you think I'm being very flip about all that's happening.
No, I don't know you well enough to judge.
That's admirable of you.
Everyone else seems to judge me as much as they'd like.
She was my closest friend, you know? Ashley.
We were the first to become friends.
- I didn't realize. - Yeah.
That's how our little group formed.
Ashley and I were freshman roommates
and became best friends instantly.
She started dating Harrison
when they took an art class together.
Wes was Harrison's best friend who lived down the hall
and Lizzie was Wes's sister.
It all came together quite easily.
And where did Jared come in?
Hmm.
Where did Jared come in?
Well, he was sort of the guy
no one would ever complain
about having around, right?
The golden boy.
If he wanted to spend his time with us, then that was fine.
So handsome and charming.
Wait!
Did you two ever...
Jared and me?
No, no, he's--
he's not my type.
Much too male.
He's really never talked to you about us?
Never.
Is there something else you want to tell me, Rayanne?
I think you've already figured out that you don't know your husband
as well as you thought you did.
Just say it.
You and Ashley were sleeping together?
Damn it, Rayanne.
No! Don't put that on her.
You said you told me the full story.
Yeah, I did, about what happened on that trip.
Our relationship had nothing to do with it.
And the others, they don't know about it.
Oh! The others don't know about it.
Of course not.
More secrets, more lies!
It was to protect Harrison.
After he and Ashley broke up senior year, then we got together.
Harrison was still in love with her,
and that's when me and Ashley figured,
you know, it was almost graduation
and we were all gonna go our separate ways anyway.
He would have found out eventually.
- People always do. - Well, no, it felt crueler at that time
to tell the truth than to wait.
And then we never got a chance
to tell the truth because she was gone.
These are major experiences you're hiding from me.
You do you get that, right?
Yeah, I-- Carrie, I don't want to dwell in the past.
Look, I still-- I still don't.
I'm not asking you to dwell on the past!
I'm asking you to be fully honest with me,
your wife, in the present.
I, um--
Where are you going?
I'm gonna, um, make sure all the doors are locked
and we're all secure for the night.
Oh, so we're done with this conversation?
I just need a minute to think, okay?
This is-- this is all a lot for me, too.
I thought we weren't supposed to be wandering about on our own.
- Don't start with me, Rayanne. - What did I do?
You got no right messing with my marriage.
Oh, if me telling the truth messes with your marriage,
that sounds like your doing.
But we've all made bad decisions, right?
Come on, there's no need to dredge up every single detail making the present harder.
Who are you to decide what makes things harder for other people?
Maybe burying the past is actually more difficult for some of us.
You act like you weren't the first one to suggest all the lies.
I never said I didn't have regrets.
Regardless, Carrie has nothing to do with any of this.
Doesn't she?
What are you doing?
What are you doing, Jared?
What is really going on here?
You know just as much as I do.
Oh, unless you're the one who brought us all here.
So we're circling back to that, are we?
I think I'll take this as my cue to end this truly bizarre day.
Good night, Jared.
Hello?
Who's there?
What are you doing?
- Who was that? - I'm not sure.
Rayanne? Rayanne? Oh, my God.
Rayanne, wake up. Rayanne?
- Rayanne? - Is she alive?
Yes, just unconscious.
Oh, thank God.
Why was she out of her room?
- Does that matter? - Maybe. Did she fall?
- Or was she pushed? - Hey, where's Jared?
Oh, he wasn't in our room when I woke up.
- Okay, but where is he? - I don't know.
He doesn't sleep well. He--
You don't actually think he had something to do with this?
- No one said that. - No one's not saying it either.
Guys, can we just focus on Rayanne for a second? Help me move her.
Oh, no, no, no. We shouldn't move her body.
What? We can't just leave her here.
Okay, okay. But be very careful.
- Okay, keep her neck still. - The dining room table.
It had an extra leaf in the middle of it.
We can use it as stretcher and move her there.
I'll go get it then.
Hey, after we move her, do you want me to help you look for Jared?
Yes, thank you.
I hope she's okay.
What is taking them so long?
Are you actually hoping that they find him safe?
Of course.
I know I've been pretty abrasive.
Very abrasive, and I'm sorry.
Okay? This whole situation has just got me on edge.
I mean, Rayanne's over there. She's just helpless and...
- Well? - We looked everywhere.
You didn't find anything?
He couldn't have just disappeared.
- What if something happened to him? - He'll be fine.
Or he's hiding something from us.
Look, I don't believe that Jared
would do anything to hurt Rayanne.
- Where the hell have you been? - Hey.
- What happened to Rayanne? - Rayanne fell down the stairs.
- Or she was pushed. - Is she okay?
- See for yourself. - Seriously, Jared. Where were you?
I-- I couldn't sleep. I wanted to see if I could find
that service road you were talking about.
- And? - It's there.
It's rough, but it seems passable.
- Okay, someone has to go. - I know. I did.
And when I went to go start our car, it wouldn't turn over.
We probably just need a jump. We have cables.
- Yeah. I'll get the car keys. - Okay.
- Try it now. - Yeah.
Come on, come on.
Damn it. Wes's car isn't working either.
What? You gotta be kidding me.
- I know. - All right, well, I'm gonna try mine.
- No? - Nothing.
- What the hell is going on? - I don't know.
What's the plan now? We need to get help for Rayanne.
Lizzie's right. If Rayanne has a serious head injury, she needs help fast.
Okay, but all our cars are sabotaged, so what do you suggest next?
- Jared, let's try that service road you found. - Hmm.
Um, no offense, Carrie, but I don't know you.
And for all I know, you and your husband are behind this whole thing,
leaving us behind as sitting ducks.
- Seriously, man? - Yeah, seriously.
Okay, Jared will stay here
so Harrison can keep an eye on him and I will go.
No, you're not going alone.
Wes! Wes will go with me.
- Wes isn't much of a hiker. - Hey.
- No, you're right. I'm useless. - Oh, my gosh, Wes.
We all gotta pitch in, man. Do something.
You know what? Whatever.
- Yeah, I'd rather go than stay here anyway. - Wes.
Be careful.
You know, I really am useless at this outdoor stuff.
Don't worry, Wes. I grew up backpacking. I've got us covered.
You must be wondering what you did to deserve getting caught up in all this.
Do you think you deserve all of this?
I think the past catches up with you.
The bigger question is what is the motivation for doing something like this?
To force a confrontation with the truth
after all these years?
Okay, she's an adventurer and a psychologist.
I'm just trying to make sure we get out of here alive.
Hey, what's that?
Hello!
Looks like there's no one here.
I wouldn't be too sure about that.
It looks like someone was here recently.
Okay, can we get out of here please?
Wes.
Hang on. It's a landline.
I'll look for some keys.
There's a dial tone.
911. What's your emergency?
Oh, I'm so glad to hear your voice.
We need some help over at the lodge on Skyview Road.
What's the problem?
Yes, there's someone with a severe head injury.
Okay, ma'am. Stay calm.
- Someone's on the way. - Thank you.
- Please hurry, - We will.
- No keys. - It's okay. Help is on the way.
I can't wait for this to be over.
Oh, I've had better weekends, I'll give you that.
Yeah.
What was that?
Hey!
- Wait! - No, Carrie, wait!
Damn it!
Carrie, wait. Hold on.
Carrie, where are you going?
Carrie!
Carrie.
Hey, Carrie, wait.
Wait!
Wait, please!
Wait!
Carrie, help!
Carrie!
- Wes. - Yeah?
- What happened? - No! Don't.
- I think I sprained it. - We need to get you back to the lodge.
I don't think I can walk.
I'll help you. We'll go slow, okay?
- Okay. Yeah. - Ready?
Okay.
- Who was that? - You know as much as I do.
- Right? - Right.
Harrison's been gone for a long time.
He said he wanted to change.
He also said he wanted to keep an eye on me.
So why has he been gone so long?
Harrison?
You okay?
I'm coming in.
Harrison?
Harrison, come on. Wake up.
Harrison, wake up!
- Harrison! - What--
What's going on?
I don't know. You were unconscious.
My head.
Oh, my God.
Okay.
Here. Sit right here.
What happened to him?
Can we get some ice?
I'm okay, thanks.
What happened to you?
I'm okay. I just tweaked my ankle a little bit.
- I'm good, I'm good. - Hold on, I'll go get the ice.
- Here, let's get his foot up. - Yeah.
- Thanks. - Guys, there's some kind of tank
stashed in Harrison's room.
- It was leaking. - What?
- Yeah, carbon dioxide, I think. - Oh, my God.
Wait. We saw someone.
- Maybe they put the tank in his room. - Wait.
- What'd they look like? - I don't know. Slim, ski mask.
I couldn't get a good look at them,
but before that we called for help.
- Wait. How'd you do that? - There was an old barn
a few miles out that wasn't on the map.
I think whoever we saw was living there.
But more importantly, there was a working landline.
- Someone's coming for us? - Someone's coming.
Oh! Oh, my...
Wait, what are you doing?
Um, well, I just can't sit here and do nothing.
I wanna see if I can find that creep.
Jared, help is on the way.
We should wait here for them to arrive.
Fine. I'll see what else we can eat without using a stove.
Shouldn't an ambulance be here by now?
Are you sure Lizzie didn't want anything?
I don't think she'll eat until she knows Rayanne is okay.
Hey, I'm gonna try and get some rest
'cause who knows how long we're gonna be stuck here for.
Okay.
Obviously, if anything happens...
We're low on logs for the fire. I'm gonna go find the woodpile.
Wait, are you sure that's a good idea?
I'm-- I'm not going far.
I just-- I just need to keep my mind busy.
Okay.
Looks like the swelling has gone down.
- You just keep getting some rest, okay? - Okay, thanks.
Okay, Wes, let's see if you're hiding anything.
Any clue. Help a girl out.
Huh.
What you did?
Where are you?
Surprise.
I thought it was you that they saw out here.
I've been trying to get a moment alone with you,
but, God, I panicked when they spotted me,
and I just ran, and then I got turned around.
- Is Wes okay? - Yeah, he's gonna be fine.
I just-- I can't figure it all out.
At first I thought it was you that brought us all here.
- Wait. Why would I do that? - I don't know.
Maybe you changed your mind,
that you wanted to tell everybody that you were alive.
And maybe force your hand to tell your wife that you're leaving her?
- Wow. - Hey, obviously, I knew it couldn't be you.
- You're not gonna try to hurt us. - You know, I don't know
why I should tell everyone that I'm alive when you can't
- even tell your wife that your marriage is over. - No, I'm going to tell her.
You know, I'm just having a really good time right now.
- It's-- you wouldn't understand, you know? It-- - I wouldn't understand?
What it's like to leave your whole life for something more important?
Hey. No, no. Of course you do.
It's just with Carrie, it's complicated.
Maybe not as complicated as you might think.
Because someone in there
is leaving me text messages like this.
Which means someone must know about my mom and her plan.
A jealous wife can be very dangerous.
You think-- you think that's Carrie?
No way. Even if somehow she found out about you and me, that's not her style
with that message, this whole entire setup.
- And you're sure about that? - Yes.
She's a very practical person. She's a normal person.
She's not capable of this supervillain stuff.
- Not like you think I can be. - No, hey.
I didn't mean it like that.
Look, I have to get you out of here.
My car is just at the end of the service road.
No. You're coming with me.
- What's the plan? - Help is on the way.
Once the others are gone, I'm gonna come back for you,
and I'm gonna get you the hell out of here, okay?
Okay, but what if whoever is sending those text messages strikes before that?
Hey, hey, hey. I'll cross that bridge if we get to it.
I'm not gonna let anything happen to you.
Okay, look, I gotta go--
Look, I gotta go back upstairs before anyone notices that I'm gone.
If you hear anyone coming at all, hide.
Okay.
Hey, I thought you were trying to sleep.
Yeah, kind of hard to relax
with everything going on, right, man?
- Yeah, yeah. - So, um, where were you?
- None of your business. - Yeah, but everything you do here
is kind of my business until we get out of here.
Hmm. I was going to my room to use the bathroom,
if that's okay with you.
Yeah, but, um,
I just really wanna ask you again though.
- Where were you? - Look, I just wanted to find out
whoever was out there.
I didn't want Carrie to worry, that's all.
Big man just keeping us all safe, right?
- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.
I take it you weren't successful?
You gonna get out of my way or not?
Rayanne?
- Hey, what's going on? - She's waking up.
Rayanne, can you hear me?
- Lizzie? - Oh, thank God.
Oh, my head.
Don't try to get up too fast.
- What happened? - We found you at the bottom of the stairs last night.
The stairs? I don't remember.
Don't worry. Don't worry.
What matters most is that you're gonna be okay.
- It's so bright in here. - Hey, Rayanne, come on.
I'm gonna get you to your room.
You'll be more comfortable there. Come on.
She really can't remember anything.
I think it's common with concussions.
Do you think it'll come back to her?
I certainly hope so.
Time keeps passing, and we're still stuck here.
If I never get to post these updates, I swear...
You know what? Screw that.
I'm gonna look for the server box again
because it's gotta be here somewhere.
And then when I find it,
I'm gonna post everything that's happened.
No more secrets.
And then I'm gonna keep calling for help
until someone comes for us,
whether that's to get us out of here
or try to kill us all.
I can't believe that somebody...
You have no idea who it might be?
I don't know, but I--
I mean, we'll work it out.
We'll find out.
- Ash? - Lizzie.
Wes! Harrison! Wes! Harrison!
Wes! Wes!
Wes? Harrison?
Wes? Wes!
- Was that Lizzie? - I think so.
Wes!
- Wes! Harrison! - Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Wes! - Hey, hey, hey, hey.
What's going on? What's going on?
- Lizzie, calm down. - It's her!
- She's here! - What are you saying?
- Who's here? - I saw...
She saw me.
Oh, my God.
- It's really you. - Ashley.
Ashley.
- Jared, what are you doing? - I'm sorry, Carrie.
You knew she was alive.
Did you know all this time?
- Did you know for ten years? - No.
Not for sure. How could I know?
You're in this together.
You're the ones who brought us here!
- No. - No, Wes, I promise--
No, don't deny it now.
You got what you wanted, tormenting us all weekend.
Yeah, let's just get it out in the open.
I'm tired of telling lies!
What do you mean telling lies?
What did you do, Wes?
Weeks ago, I got an email. Someone was threatening me.
Threatening to expose things I've been involved in.
What things?
Financial arrangements for my ex-boyfriend's company.
Wait, the hotel mogul that Rayanne mentioned?
This is one of the places he owns.
And it's been sitting empty, making more money as a tax write-off.
The email told me to get the access info
and to show up this weekend with the story I was given,
to just play along, or else they'd turn me in.
Lizzie, I had to do what they said
or I would have gone to jail for a really long time.
Tell us, what did you think was happening when you saw all of us?
We all went through the theories.
I didn't know who sent the email.
All it proved was what we already knew,
that someone tricked us to get us here.
I didn't know was her.
You didn't think you needed to tell us any of this
when dangerous things started to happen?
When someone could have died?
I was too scared to tell the truth.
Okay, look, stop this.
I did not send the email to Wes,
and I did not bring all of you here.
- Hmph. - And I would never hurt Rayanne.
Oh, really?
Because your death completely destroyed her!
Yeah, it destroyed all of us.
How can we believe anything that's coming out of your mouth, huh?
You must be a complete sociopath
to let us all think you've been dead for ten years!
Everyone but one person. Right, Jared?
Please, just let me explain.
Don't you mean "us"?
Shouldn't she say, "Let us explain?"
Carrie, I didn't mean for it to go like this.
Okay.
Let's hear the story then.
I just feel so helpless.
I would do anything to get her that treatment.
Okay. What did the insurance company say
when you tried them again?
The same thing.
No experimental treatments are covered.
It's her last chance.
I wish I was dying instead of her.
Hey, no. No, no, no, no, no.
Don't say something like that.
I mean it. We have insurances policies out on each other...
...because we have no one else.
You have me now.
Do you love me enough to help me?
Yes, of course I do.
Even if I had to fake my own death?
You're gonna fake your own death?
She'd get the insurance money,
and she could pay for the treatment.
With an imagination like that,
we'll come up with a different plan.
I thought it was all a dark joke,
but then when she disappeared, that's when I remembered.
That she was out there with her mom, right?
And she was gonna come back for me when she had the chance.
You only married me when you thought she was never coming for you again.
Carrie, my God, I--
I didn't mean it for it to go like this.
Obviously not.
I loved you. I really did.
I tried to stay away, to let him live his own life
and not be tied to someone in hiding.
To not be burdened by a lie.
Yeah, but you know what?
We all got burdened by your lie. All of us.
What changed? Why did you finally approach him?
My mother's cancer came back last year.
And this time, they couldn't help her.
When she passed, I just was so alone.
And I couldn't help it. I still loved him.
I can't listen to any more of this sob story,
like you're some victim.
- Lizzie, I'm so sorry. - No!
Do you understand what you put us through?
We went to your funeral!
We watched them put an empty box into the ground
thinking it was our fault!
I never wanted to hurt any of you.
I loved you, Lizzie.
You're insane!
Harrison, I'm sorry.
I agree with Lizzie.
If you can come up with a plan like that, I mean,
who's to say you wouldn't do something else crazy?
No. She's not crazy, okay?
And she didn't bring us all here.
He's actually right about that.
What? What are you saying, Carrie?
I know who pushed Rayanne down the stairs.
- It wasn't Ashley. - Who was it then?
You already know.
It was you.
Okay.
You got any evidence to prove that theory?
What if I prove it?
Carrie's right. Harrison's the one that tried to kill me.
I caught him sneaking around after we'd all gone to bed.
I went to confront him, but then I saw the look in his eyes.
Okay. Just listen, okay? I wasn't trying to kill you.
I was just trying to stop you from ruining everything.
That's it. But how did you figure it out?
The bedroom doors. They're firesafe.
They're heavy, but they close slowly.
Last night, you acted like you'd run out
just like the rest of us.
Who was that?
I didn't put it together until we ran out again tonight after Lizzie.
Harrison!
- Was that Lizzie? - I think so.
Wes? Harrison? Wes!
You were lying this entire time?
You faked the whole thing with the CO2 canister
and disabled our cars? You did all of it?
And those text messages you sent
threatening me if I didn't come here?
- You're sick, Harrison. - You of all people
have no right to call someone sick, Ashley.
If not for what you started, I wouldn't have done any of this.
- But how did you know? - How did I know?
You two thought you were so sneaky.
I saw the looks between you two.
I just wanna know, just please tell me
why couldn't you have just waited
till you'd broken up with me?
And you.
No, man, you knew that I loved her, man!
Just stop. Harrison, we were just trying to protect you.
Jared, do not act righteous right now.
But the thing is, you're not the only one
who got close to Sandra, Rayanne.
After Ashley's death, I visited her often.
I still loved Ashley so, so much,
and I knew her mother meant everything to her.
But it just didn't make sense
because she wasn't mourning the way that I was.
And then just like that, she was gone without a warning.
But it's kind of hard to fall off the grid
when you need experimental treatments, right?
And that's how I found you.
And I just-- I just started watching you.
I was just trying to understand. That's all I was trying to do.
I was trying to understand.
And then you came back into the picture.
You did all this because you couldn't stand seeing us together?
No, no. No!
No! No! It's not because of that!
What I couldn't stand was the fact that Ashley
never intended on telling the rest of us
that she was still alive even after her mother was dead.
- That's true, isn't it? - Lizzie, I faked my death.
That's not just something you can take back!
- You didn't trust us. - You'd be complicit.
- It's fraud! - I could've helped you.
We could've figured it out together.
I thought I was doing the right thing at the time.
And I would do it again for these ten extra years I got with my mom.
And there it is.
You were never, ever the person that we all thought you were.
Ashley, I want you to look in my eyes
when I tell you that you are so selfish.
Wait a second. This just isn't adding up.
You must have suspected when we saw someone that it was Ashley,
that your plan to force her out into the open had worked.
But you didn't want to just expose Ashley.
You wanted to frame her for everything you did to us.
And you did want to kill Jared.
You hated him.
You knew that he was a chef
and he would try to use the stove
before any of us did.
What about the rest of us?
Look, with Jared out of the picture,
nobody would believe any of her lies anymore.
I mean, it would just look like she just came back for revenge
for us just leaving her out there.
I never intended on hurting the rest of you.
But you did hurt me.
I know. I...
Sorry, it was just collateral damage.
- Let her go! - I will, once I get back to my car,
which works just fine, by the way.
What's your endgame, Harrison?
You confessed everything! It's over!
I learned how to disappear from you.
- So I'll be just fine. - Let go of her!
Harrison, stop! This has gone too far!
Come on! Aah!
- Lizzie, are you okay? - Harrison? Harrison?
- Harrison, Harrison. - Wait, wait. Jared?
- Jared! - There is nothing here that can't be undone.
- Just relax. - Jared!
- Get the hell out of my way. - Guys, stop!
- Stop it!
I got you, I got you. Come on, it's okay.
It's all right.
Jared!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Jared!
Carrie.
I'm sorry.
I'll be back.
Jared, Jared. Jared, stay with me.
- Carrie, where are you going? - Carrie, don't.
- Carrie, stop! - Carrie!
I can't let you get in this car.
Jared betrayed you, okay?
You should be thanking me for bringing that to light for you.
I'll send you a fruit basket in prison. How's that?
You still think the police are coming?
You are smarter than that.
That is a closed line circuit from the front desk of the lodge
and all calls are currently forwarded directly to my room.
- I was talking to you? - Yeah.
I actually like you, Carrie.
I'm so sorry that you got caught up in all this.
You were too good for him.
But right now, I need you to get the hell out of my way.
- Aah! - Harrison, stop!
Lizzie.
Keys! Key, keys, keys!
Carrie, give me my keys!
Carrie, come on!
I'll chase you all night if I have to.
I changed my mind, Carrie.
I don't think I like you anymore.
Carrie!
Carrie, Carrie, Carrie.
You just had to get involved, didn't you?
Didn't you? And after all I've done for you?
Showing you the truth of who your husband really is?
You should be thanking me!
Come on out right now. Right now!
Don't leave me here, please.
I'll send help when they come.
He's alive for now.
As long as he gets help soon, he'll be okay.
Are you okay?
Yeah. I'll be fine.
Carrie.
I'm not leaving him.
I can't.
I don't think you should.
Ashley, there's nothing you can do for him now.
If you're going, just go!
Come on.
It's over.
An update on this week's bizarre story
of a scorned lover's revenge.
Harrison McKenzie was taken into custody
for the murder of local chef Jared Clark
at a private mountain lodge.
Meanwhile, Ashley Conrad,
the woman found with Clark's body,
faces charges for fraud
for faking her own death ten years ago.
Thus far, no one in the group of witnesses
to the murder has made public comment.
We can only speculate about what they all went through
that weekend in the mountains.