639 - December 4, 1968

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The great house at Collinwood stands in majestic isolation

under the brightness of a full moon.

But none who live at Collinwood know that on this night

the fullness of the moon means something

it has never meant before.

It is the sign of a new and terrifying evil

that prowls the woods of the Collins' estate

in search of a victim.

[rustling]

- Is someone there?

[rustling]

- Is someone following me? Who is it?

[growl]

- No.

Don't come near me.

No. No!

Ah!

Ah!

[scurrying]

[theme music]

- Are you all right?

- Did you see what it was?

- An animal.

A big animal.

- Did it frighten you?

- No.

It ran when it saw me.

- I-- I don't understand.

- You don't have to be afraid anymore.

It's gone now.

- Well, why did it run away when it saw you?

- I don't know.

- Who are you?

Where did you come from?

- My name is Amy Jennings.

- Amy Jennings.

- I'm on my way to find my brother.

Do you live around here? - Yes.

At Collinwood.

- Big house by the water?

Oh, it's very pretty.

I wish I lived there.

- I better go back now, and you better come with me

before it comes back.

[rustling]

[snarling]

- Amy!

Mrs. Stoddard, where did you find her?

- I didn't.

She found me.

- What do you mean?

- Dr. Hoffman, I--

- Mrs. Stoddard, what is it?

- I was almost attacked just now in the woods.

- Attacked? By whom?

- Oh, it wasn't human.

It was some kind of wild animal.

- Here, let me help you.

- I'll be all right if I sit down for a while.

- What-- what did this-- this creature do?

- He ran before he did anything.

- What kind of an animal was it?

- Well, it-- it could have been a wolf but...

You're going to think I'm losing my mind.

- No, no, no. Please tell me.

- I could swear it was dressed like a man.

You don't believe me, do you?

- If you saw it, Mrs. Stoddard.

There must be some explanation for it.

I'll go upstairs and get you a sedative.

Amy, you stay here with Mrs. Stoddard.

I'll be right back.

- Are you Mrs. Stoddard?

- Yes, I am.

I want to thank you, Amy.

- What for?

- Well, if it hadn't been for you,

I don't know what might've happened.

- Oh.

That's OK.

I'm sorry but I'll have to be going now.

- Why?

- I told you.

I'm trying to find my brother.

- It's too late at night for you to be out alone.

- No.

It's only too late for people who are afraid of the dark

but I'm not afraid of it.

- I could see that in the woods.

[thunder rumbling]

- Here. Take this.

It'll relax you and then help you to sleep.

- Well, I don't think anything could help me to sleep tonight.

- Well, just sit quietly.

The sedative will work very quickly.

Now, what will we do about our runaway?

- Runaway?

- This is Chris Jennings' sister, Amy.

Remember, I told you about her before?

She disappeared from Wyncliffe earlier today.

- Oh, of course. I didn't make the connection.

- You're not going to take me back there,

are you Dr. Hoffman?

- I'm afraid I must.

- But I don't wanna go back.

- I'm sorry, dear, but you shouldn't

have run away like that.

Your treatment is too important. - No!

I don't need any treatment.

All I need is my brother and I'm going to find him.

Well, I'll-- I'll telephone your brother and--

and see that he comes to see you at Wyncliffe tomorrow.

- Please don't take me back.

Please!

Chris told me that he'd stay here this time

and never go away again.

He'll take care of me.

I know he will.

Please, doctor?

- Amy, you must realize that I am responsible for you.

- But you don't have to be.

Chris has promised to take care of me.

Call him and ask him.

- I've been trying to reach him but

he hasn't answered his phone.

- Dr. Hoffman, it is late for you to go back to Wyncliffe.

Besides, it's going to storm.

Amy can stay here tonight.

It won't be any trouble.

- Please say yes, Dr. Hoffman.

Well, all right, but it's back to Wyncliffe for you tomorrow.

- Oh, thank you.

- David, this is Amy Jennings.

She's going to spend the night with us tonight.

Amy, this is my nephew, David Collins.

- Hello, David.

- Hello, Amy.

David, will you tell Mrs. Johnson I want to see her,

please? - OK.

You wanna come with me? - Sure.

- Come on.

- How are you feeling now?

- Better, thank you.

- I really should call the sheriff.

Can't you think of anything about the animal

that attacked you?

- Well, I--

I only got one look at it, and then I

turned away and screamed.

And the next thing I knew, it ran away into the woods.

It seemed that the sight of Amy frightened him away.

[howling]

- These are pretty.

Where'd you get them?

- Oh, I found them on the beach.

I have a whole collection of shells in my room.

I guess I'll show them to you tomorrow.

- I won't be here tomorrow.

I have to go back to Wyncliffe.

- Well, I guess the next time you visit, you can see them.

- Yes.

Next time.

Oh, look at the lightning.

[thunder rumbling]

- Do you want me to stay up here with you a little while longer?

- Don't you have to go bed?

- No.

I hardly ever have to go to bed early.

[thunder rumbling]

Doesn't lightning and thunder scare you?

- No.

- Does most girls.

- It shouldn't.

It can't hurt you.

- Sure can.

Lightning can strike you dead.

Well, if you're not afraid, I guess you don't need me.

- No. Don't go.

Stay and talk to me a while.

- OK.

What do you wanna talk about?

- Tell me all about this house.

What's it like to live here?

- Oh, I guess it's the same as any other place.

- How could it be?

It's bigger than any house I've ever seen.

It must have rooms.

- You know, I bet nobody's ever even counted the rooms.

Why not?

- I don't know.

You know, there's a whole wing that's closed off all the time.

The west wing.

- Why do they keep it closed?

- Well, because--

I better not tell you.

It'll keep you awake all night.

- I suppose you're going to say it's haunted.

- How'd you know?

- I just knew.

I bet you've never even been to the west wing.

- I have, too.

- When?

- I go there lots of times.

- Well, is it true?

- Is what true?

- That it's haunted.

- Maybe.

- You're just teasing me.

- No, I'm not.

You know, if you weren't leaving tomorrow,

I'd take you all through it and show you.

- Show me what?

- Ghosts.

- Why don't you show me right now?

I love exploring houses.

Please take me there, David.

- OK.

But you've gotta promise to be real

careful and quiet because if we get caught,

Aunt Elizabeth will be really mad.

First we'll go to my room and get a flashlight,

then we can go.

- How long since anyone's lived in this part of the house?

- Oh, I don't know, but it's been a real long time.

- Who is this?

- That?

That's Thaddeus Collins.

He was alive during the Civil w*r.

[thunder rumbling]

- What's in there?

- Oh, this is a storage room.

If you like to explore, that's a place to do it.

It's got everything in it.

Be careful you don't trip over anything.

- Oh, David.

This is so exciting.

This room might have lots of secrets.

- You know, this is one of the rooms that's

supposed to be haunted.

- Do you think it is?

No.

I think it's just a legend.

That's 'cause nothing's ever happened to me in this room.

But my favorite room is right down the corridor.

It even has a secret passageway in it.

- Oh, you're so lucky, David, to be able to come here

whenever you want. Look!

On the floor! - Where?

- That telephone.

It's so strange looking.

It must be very old.

- Everything in this room is old.

You wanna make up a game?

- What kind?

- Well, any kind.

The kind that first pops into your head.

That's what I do when I come up here.

- You mean pretend game?

- Sure.

We could pretend that this room doesn't have

any of the junk in it and--

and that it's the same as it was when the west wing was still

open.

- And see the people who lived in it, too.

- Well, I don't know if my imagination's that good.

- Well, if we can't see them, wouldn't it

be fun if we could talk to them?

- How could we talk to them if they weren't here?

- By telephone!

Let's pretend when we pick up that telephone we'll

be able to talk to someone who lived in the past.

Maybe in this very room.

But I don't know who lived in this room.

- You mean you don't wanna play?

- Sure, I wanna play.

- Good.

I'll go first.

Hello?

My name is Amy Jennings. What's yours?

That's a nice name.

Where do you live?

Somewhere near this room?

If David and I came looking for you, could we see you?

Could you hold on for just a minute?

David, you were right!

- Right about what?

- The west wing is haunted!

- What are you talking about?

- I think the man I'm talking to is a ghost!

- The man you're ta--

Come on, Amy.

That's-- that's enough pretending.

No.

There really is someone on the phone.

- You're just making it up.

- David, I'm not making it up. - All right.

What's this ghost's name?

- Quentin Collins.

- I've never heard of a Quentin Collins.

- Well, if you don't believe there's someone on the phone,

why don't you just listen and find out?

- All right, I will.

Hello?

Hello?

Isn't that strange?

I think your ghost's lost his--

What is it?

- I can hear someone breathing.

[music playing]

- You think we'll find him in there?

- I don't know.

I've never heard my father talk about a Quentin Collins.

He must have been back in the s.

- Does the album go back that far?

- Sure.

It goes back all the way to the Civil w*r.

- I can't imagine why he wouldn't talk to you, David.

He spoke to me in such a nice voice.

So friendly and-- - Amy!

- What?

There-- there's his picture.

When he was a boy.

- I wonder why his ghost is haunting the west wing.

- I don't know. - Quick, David.

Let's see what he looked like when he grew up.

- I can't see any here.

There might not be any more.

- Well, he said he was somewhere nearby.

Where do you suppose he could be?

There's his name!

- There.

But which one is he?

I can't tell.

He's with all of his brothers and sisters.

- I know.

I can't tell either.

[knocking]

Amy? - It's my aunt Elizabeth.

Shh.

- Come in, miss. - David?

What are you doing here?

- Well, Amy asked me if I would stay a little longer,

tell her all about the house.

- Well, it's way past both your bedtimes so you go to your room

now.

- OK.

G'night, Aunt Elizabeth.

- 'Night, David.

- Wait.

Aunt Elizabeth.

Do you know of an ancestor of ours named Quentin Collins?

- Quentin Collins.

Let's see. Oh, yes.

He was my great uncle.

Nobody knew very much about him.

He-- he left Collinwood while he was still

young and went to France.

He never came back to Collinwood.

He died there in Paris.

Why do you ask?

- Oh, no reason.

I just saw his name in the family history

and I got curious.

'Night, Amy.

- Good night, David.

- Amy, it's very late.

Now, I want you to turn off the light, close your eyes,

and go to sleep the minute I leave.

Will you do that?

- Yes.

I am very tired.

- Good night, dear.

- Good night, Mrs. Stoddard.

[thunder rumbling]

[ticking]

Hello?

You're there again.

Why didn't you speak to David?

He was very disappointed.

What?

All right.

I'll listen very carefully.

Where do you want me to come?

Will you be there?

All right.

I'll come right now.

Yes.

Alone.

Goodbye, Quentin.

[thunder rumbling]

Quentin.

I'm here, Quentin.

Aren't you going to come out and see me?

[music playing]