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Man Finds Tape (2025)

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Man Finds Tape (2025)

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If you're watching this,

I want everyone

within the sound of my voice,

if what you're looking for

is a blessing,

I'm gonna pray with you.

I'm gonna pray with you

right now.

What I want you to do is

I want you to place your hand

there on the TV screen.

Just place it

right up on the screen.

And it's gonna be

like I'm in the room with you

and we're gonna say

a prayer today.

Heavenly Father,

we come to you today,

your humble servants,

and we ask you

to pour out a blessing.

Pour out a blessing among us,

O Lord.

Keep us.

Keep us near your heart.

Keep us close, God,

and protect us through all

that should trouble us.

In Jesus' name.

Amen.

Hmm.

Did you feel it?

Did you feel it?

That's the blessing.

That's the blessing.

In October of 1967,

Roger Patterson and Bob Gimlin

were riding horses

when they spotted

a bipedal figure

on the opposite side of a river

in Northern California.

Patterson recorded

a strip of film

that became so world renowned,

anyone can identify the grainy,

sepia toned footage of Bigfoot

turning to glance at the humans

filming across the divide.

Or consider the so-called

surgeon's photograph.

In it, a silhouetted

creature's neck emerges

out of the shimmering,

rippling waters of Loch Ness.

Did Patterson film

a real Bigfoot,

or did he film Bob Gimlin

in a hairy costume?

Did the London gynecologist

snap a picture

of a prehistoric beast

in a Scottish lake?

Or did he take a blurry picture

of a toy submarine?

Half a century later,

why aren't we capturing

endless footage

of the Loch Ness Monster?

Or Bigfoot?

Have we entered an age

where people look at images

and are incapable of seeing

the monsters within?

Are all monsters a hoax...

or is it possible

the monsters that haunt

the 21st century

hide in plain sight?

Now consider Larkin, Texas,

and the question

of how it's possible

an entire town was preyed upon

for years in broad daylight,

and yet,

even when presented with proof,

some survivors

of the horrors of Larkin

did not believe

what happened to them.

And at the center of all of it

was my family.

My parents,

my brother...

even myself.

Show the residents of Larkin

the Patterson-Gimlin film,

and they can point to Bigfoot.

Show them

the surgeon's photograph,

and they can identify Nessie

with no hesitation.

But show them video

taken before,

during, and after

the Larkin incidents,

and they cannot see the monster

in front of their faces.

But just because

some can't see the monster...

doesn't mean he was never there.

Uh...

Hey, can you come home?

I need your help.

Hey, I'm not doing the thing

coming home and helping you

every time

you need something fixed.

I know

you're not gonna believe me,

but this isn't about that.

Okay, then what is it?

Uh, look,

if you're not gonna come home,

I just, um...

I need you to do one thing

and just record this call.

I'm gonna show you a video,

and I need you

to tell me what you see,

and if you don't record it,

no one's gonna

believe you either.

Um, no.

I'm not doing this

Man Finds Tape stuff with you.

- I'm not participating in it.

- This is not about that.

Something is happening here

in Larkin.

Someone died, for real,

and I just...

Every time

I watch this video...

...it's like when you're driving

a car late at night

and you don't remember

making half the turns,

but you make it home anyways.

Well, don't drive

when you're tired.

- I don't mean literally.

- Or messed up.

- Okay.

- You and Wendy could've died.

We were not f*cked up, okay?

That was the f*cking car.

How am I supposed to believe

anything that you say?

I swear on Mom and Dad's graves.

I'm not lying, okay? I just...

I need you

to please give me a shot.

- I swear to you.

- Fine.

Thank you. Thank you. Okay.

I'm thinking that this is

gonna be different for you

because you are not in Larkin.

- Are you recording?

- Yes

Lucas,

why are you showing me this?

Lucas, what is this video?

Lucas, what... what is this?

Why am I watching this?

I'm gonna hang up.

Hey, I'm sorry that I hung up.

I just...

Okay.

I don't...

I don't like this at all.

I don't like being on this side.

My brother Lucas

is a complicated person.

He shot to viral fame

due to creepy videos he released

that went on to be known

as the Man Finds Tape series.

So, my parents have this...

creepy, old barn

on their property...

Oh, whoa.

But, um...

...whenever it storms,

I have to come back here

and...

flip the breaker.

And I did.

But this time...

out of the corner of my eye...

I see...

this.

That is me.

Why... Why is this here?

What is this doing up here?

Am I supposed to find this?

Was this put there for me, or...

is this hidden intentionally?

Did they think

I was never gonna find it? I...

Why is there...

a tape... with my name on it?

My parents, they got a bunch

of old camera stuff,

and, um...

I think

they might have something

that I can watch this on.

I don't know

if I even wanna watch this.

That's me, you know,

that kid... that kid is me.

And that house,

that is this house, uh-huh,

but I have no...

no f*cking memory

of any of this sh*t

ever happening, okay?

I... I...

Who the f*ck is filming that?

Because it certainly isn't me.

While some assumed

Lucas hired an actor

or some friend's kid

to help him go viral,

I knew the truth.

The boy in the video was Lucas,

and it was filmed

over a decade earlier

when we were children.

Okay, so I heard

those noises again last night.

Um... so I'm out here...

investigating.

Over the course

of several months,

the Man Finds Tape series

became an unlikely

social media sensation,

gaining over

a million followers,

all obsessed with

what was happening to Lucas.

So, some of y'all still think

that this is

just some elaborate prank.

Trust me, I am not that smart.

These tapes are capable

of recording

for about 63 minutes.

Now the intruder footage

is, like, a minute,

maybe two minutes long.

The bookends of the tape,

that is the hour after it stops,

the minute before it starts,

has all been erased.

I'm gonna make a copy,

I'm gonna send this

to an expert,

see what else I can find out.

As Lucas' story evolved,

he drew more followers

and more skeptics,

which led him

to search for proof,

debate his own fans,

and spiral deeper into darkness.

"You don't look scared.

That's just a doctor."

You think a doctor is gonna film

him walking through

your house at night

without your parents present,

asleep in bed?

I really wish

there were more tapes.

That would actually shed

so much light on this

because then I could figure out

exactly like...

There's a pattern.

There's more people in this.

Is it just me? Am I alone,

or is this guy

doing it to everyone?

Who is this? What's the motive?

While this engaged his audience,

I'd seen this

obsessive behavior before

when we were growing up.

"Have you ever considered

that you're a little, uh,

effing B?"

Yeah, actually way more

than you'd really think.

I kind of just lay awake in bed

and I'm like, "Oh, my God,

am I an effing B?"

"Do you have a sister,

is she hot?"

"Is your address..."

So, you guys probably know

that I haven't

really been sleeping

a whole lot

since I first watched the tape.

Um...

Uh, I just can't.

Uh, it's like my body won't...

won't let me.

But I finally... I... I...

I finally fell asleep

the other night.

Do you know what happened to me?

I dreamed about

the man in the tape.

And I'm looking right at him.

And all I can see

is a man in a suit

with this black, endless spiral

where his face should be,

and then I hear...

So, he also sent a note.

"There is nothing wrong

with this tape."

"Stop looking."

"Do not contact me again."

After that,

Lucas didn't post any updates

for well over a month.

No videos, no tweets,

no Reddit posts.

He dropped off the radar.

His silence

made his fans look elsewhere

to keep the mystery alive.

Cute.

Okay, so the cloud cover

is actually really good

right now.

We're gonna have you...

I'm gonna have you

actually start

at the top of the stairs,

and then as soon

as you come down...

Yo, is it... Are you her?

Are you... Oh, sh*t!

It is Lucas Page's sister.

Do you know who she is?

She grew up

in a f*cking haunted house,

and now her brother is missing.

My brother is actually

a pathological liar.

My house was not haunted.

- Can I get a...

- Please stop.

I was pulled into Lucas's story,

becoming an

unintentional character

for his fans to dissect.

People harassed me

at work and online,

demanding to know more

about our family,

if there were more tapes,

and if Lucas

was even still alive.

Hey, Lynn, look...

It's important

that you stay close to family,

to community.

Sure, there's this great,

big world out there,

and it's... it's fun to learn

and to explore,

but you can't forget

where you came from,

who you came from,

and where you belong.

You can't forget your roots.

Job said,

"A mother will forget him."

"The worm feeds sweetly

until he is

no longer remembered...

and wickedness

will be broken like a tree."

Think about those words.

What does that mean to you?

You see this? Right here.

Okay?

Now...

watch this.

Right there.

Do you see that?

That's a pin.

That's the same pin.

This marked the return

of Man Finds Tape,

with Lucas drawing connections

to Reverend Endicott Carr's

The Salvation Hour.

Well, howdy.

I'm the Reverend Endicott Carr,

and you're watching

The Salvation Hour.

God has an important message

for you and your life.

"They are not of the world

just as I am not of the world."

We live in a world

that moves constantly,

all around us,

but we don't

have to be of the world,

and what does Jesus mean

when he says that?

Lucas found a villain

to keep his followers engaged,

baiting his audience

to find hidden messages

in episodes of

the Larkin public-access show.

Now when he returns,

we may not know

the time or place,

but I'll return right here

next week

on The Salvation Hour.

However,

Lucas conveniently withheld

the fact that the only reason

he had this trove of footage

was because our parents

were the ones paid

to film the show.

How will they know

how to reach me

if I don't say the number?

Uh, I can throw it

on the screen.

- You can do that?

- Movie magic.

It's the easy part.

What's the hard part?

Making them watch a TV show

without, uh, falling asleep.

The word of God isn't boring.

No, I know.

Uh, I was just joking.

Um...

So, yeah, you just, uh,

worry about your message, right?

And, um...

let us worry about how it gets

out there, and...

we're doing this commercial.

You ready for a take?

Yeah. Look. Everything's good.

What's wrong?

For years,

our parents ran Page Video...

a modestly successful business

that made them the go-to couple

for everything,

from sh**ting local commercials

to installing security cameras.

When they decided

to start a family,

they moved away from the city,

bought an old farm in Larkin,

and soon after had us.

And they passed their love

for all things video

onto my brother and I.

- I'm Lucas Page.

- And I'm Lynn Page,

and this is

a Page Family News.

- We have breaking news.

- Dad caught farting.

They led a simple,

beautiful life

until a mysterious illness

appeared first in our mother

and then our father.

Within six months,

they were both gone.

Shortly after their deaths,

I moved away,

leaving Lucas behind in Larkin.

Man Finds Tape launched Lucas

from a complete nobody

living in the middle of nowhere

to somebody fielding

multiple offers from producers

to adapt his story

into a feature film.

Larkin, Texas might be

a small town,

but even small towns

have the internet.

And as soon

as Endicott was made aware

of what Lucas was up to,

he put a stop to it

the old-fashioned way.

I have something I have to say.

I would like to retract

statements I made

in videos uploaded

between December 18th, 2022,

and January 8th, 2023.

I claimed Reverend Endicott Carr

entered my bedroom

and secretly filmed me

as a child.

This is not true.

I have no proof of this,

I never sent any tapes

to any experts,

and any statements

to that effect

were made

for entertainment purposes

and without malicious intent

to lie or defame

the character of Endicott Carr.

The error was

the unfortunate result

of my attempt to conflate

real but completely unrelated

pieces of footage,

and, in doing so,

drawing a conclusion

that defamed an innocent man.

I completely retract

the false information

and apologize for my mistake.

I'm sorry

and I hope you will forgive me

for this lapse in judgment.

All right.

I have not heard from you,

so I am...

on my way home.

Um...

I'm about five hours away,

but I...

Well, we'll just talk

when I get there.

But, I just...

Leave the door unlocked.

I don't know

if my key still works.

Okay. Bye.

I once knew

A sad, sad husband

He had a very bad day

The worst thing

In the world...

I lost two...

...Has happened to him...

I'm singing, do you mind?

No, go ahead.

Two hours, just...

You know, when it's

daylight savings night--

day time, and you feel horrible

because you lose one hour?

- Well, I lost two.

- You lost two hours?

Plus the three hours of sleep

I didn't get.

Mm-hmm.

You okay?

I'm so sorry.

You want me to break some dishes

or something?

I want you to learn

how to transcode.

f*ck no.

Okay, so I've got

new footage to show you,

but I'm gonna need your help

because whenever I watch it,

it does something to me.

I went to film Endicott myself,

but now I can't remember

what happened.

I think I've determined

the sections of this video

that's giving me blackouts,

and I'm gonna keep watching it

until I can understand it.

Okay.

Neighbors, I'll tell you this.

As the devil works,

so shall the one true God.

Amen.

As the demons are working,

so are the angels,

and, friends, I believe,

as in the time of the Bible,

that there will be a visitation

of man by the angels.

God speaks through us in ways

that we cannot understand,

and, my friends...

we know our duty...

for as the Shepherd calls...

The flock shall hear his voice.

I say again, hallelujah,

for when the Shepherd call...

Shepherd calls...

The flock shall hear his voice.

Neighbors, I'll tell you this.

As the devil works,

so shall the one true God.

Amen.

Say again, hallelujah,

for when the Shepherd call...

Say again, hallelujah,

for when the Shepherd call...

Say again, hallelujah,

for when the Shepherd call...

Call...

Hey.

Lucas, I'm here.

Lucas. Hey, Lucas!

Wake up!

Wake up. Look at me. Look at me.

It's hard to think

about what might have

happened to Lucas

if I hadn't shown up

when I did.

He'd spent months at a low point

after Man Finds Tape imploded

and his 15 minutes were up.

He didn't remember

showing me the van footage.

He didn't even remember

asking me to come to Larkin.

Slowly,

and with my repeated reminders,

he started to remember

what was happening,

and then he was right back

to filming.

f*ck. I hate this house.

Yo, don't be hating

on our f*cking house.

This was never supposed

to be our house.

Mom and Dad said...

Whenever they leave,

that we just need to...

Is this all some part

of this creepy pasta thing

that you're doing?

Because I swear to God if it is,

- I'm gonna get in my car.

- I swear...

- I'm gonna go.

- ...on Mom and Dad's graves.

Lucas,

you have gotta stop doing that.

They are not some

get out of jail free card

for you.

Most of it was bullshit, okay?

I admitted that.

I owned up to that.

But the first tape,

- where it all started that...

- Okay. Nope.

- See that's where...

- ...sh*t's real. I'm serious.

I'm not... No, come on, dude.

Please, listen.

Listen, stop, stop,

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- Going.

- I'm sorry, please,

Lynn.

For f*ck's sake, I am...

You're so lucky it's raining.

I am sorry.

For everything.

Literally everything, okay?

I know that people

do not trust me right now.

I have lost that right.

Especially with you.

And I admit that,

I... I accept that.

But something

is happening here in Larkin,

and I need your help.

I cannot do this without you.

Look, we both know I was never

gonna be the one to live up

to anyone's expectations.

All right? That's you.

I tried.

Okay?

I tried.

But I can't. I can't.

I'm like a f*ck-up.

I am a major f*ck-up,

and I've always been one,

and I always will be.

You f*cking know that.

And honestly...

I think it's just something

in my brain that just

- doesn't really click.

- No.

We later sent our footage

to a real

forensic digital analyst,

the kind that determines

if a piece of media

is at risk of triggering people

with photosensitive epilepsy.

The results came back normal.

On a purely visual level,

there was nothing remarkable

about the video

to explain

what happened to Lucas

when he recorded himself

watching the sermon.

So we consulted an audiologist.

There was a frequency found,

but it was so low

it would have been inaudible

to human ears.

The audiologist stated

that even if the frequency

were audible,

they didn't believe

it was medically possible

for an image or sound to induce

a catatonic state

or temporary amnesia.

So this is another tape

that you shot that you can't...

- Becau...

- That's correct.

I, uh, I just need you

to tell me what you see.

I say again, hallelujah,

for when the shepherd call...

Okay, so they're all bowing

just like you did.

No, wait, this guy's moving.

Wait, what... what guy?

What does he look like?

I mean,

I've never seen this guy.

But he's got a long coat

and he's carrying a weird bag.

Like a...

like a brown...

like a brown satchel?

Like, uh, this right here?

I mean, kind of,

but this looks old

and it's more rounded

- at the top.

- Yeah, okay.

Okay, so Wendy

has seen this guy.

This guy comes

into Boon's Barbecue.

He... he just sits there.

He doesn't order anything.

He doesn't eat, just...

Okay. Okay, you go to Wendy.

You talk to her,

see what you can find out.

I'm gonna go see if Boon knows

anything about this guy.

Okay.

Well, do you wanna come with?

As it turns out,

Lucas was not the only

unreliable narrator

in this story.

Am I, like...

Okay.

Gotcha, yeah.

Uh, yeah. Yeah.

Um, like, before all this?

Okay.

I was

Reverend Endicott's surrogate.

I guess it was never really,

like... official,

but I was kinda

Lucas's girlfriend.

I mean, I lived in Larkin.

There's not, like,

a whole lot for you to,

like, be, you know?

You know what it's like.

I am Winston Boon.

I own

the best damn barbecue joint

in Larkin, Texas.

It's also

the only barbecue joint

in Larkin, Texas.

Uh, Joelle Cantor.

Born and raised, Larkin, Texas.

A proud mom of three.

My name is Abigail Webber.

And I'm Vernette Webber.

- We're the only twins...

- We're the only twins

- in Larkin, Texas.

- ...in Larkin, Texas.

Hell, Charlie... Uh, yeah.

It was a real shame

what happened to him.

If Sheriff Hoyt weren't such

a wet fart of a cop,

he'd have caught the guy by now.

And I'll tell you,

I'm allowed to say that

because he's one

of my oldest friends.

He's also

one of my best customers,

so maybe I shouldn't call him

a wet fart.

No, he's a wet fart.

He knows it.

We were in church,

must have been.

I know now that I was there,

uh... because you've told me

and you've showed me.

I mean, you've tried to show me.

I can't really, like,

see... the whole thing,

but... Yeah, I was there.

This is Main Street.

And, uh...

from the angle of the camera,

it looks like, uh...

Seeing me and my sister

walking down the street.

Judging by our hats,

it was a Sunday.

Yeah, this is me.

Looks like I'm walking

with our youngest.

But that stroller...

Well, that must have...

- Yeah, there's me.

- I'm...

I think I'm, like,

carrying groceries or something.

This is from in front of, uh...

in front of Daryl's Groce...

Did that answer your question?

I'm sorry.

What were we, uh, talking about?

Them Webber sisters,

they sure got some big a*s hats.

- No.

- No.

Yeah.

Yeah. Charles Danforth dies,

and none of us do

a damn thing about it.

The Danforth footage

came from a security camera

our parents

were hired to install

at Daryl's Groceries

over a decade ago.

Daryl thought he was having

problems with the camera,

so he asked Lucas

to take a look.

But the problem

wasn't with the footage.

It was with the people

watching it.

And the Danforth footage

was not even the first evidence

that something was wrong

in Larkin.

Okay. Do it.

- No, no, no.

- No, do it.

- Do it. No, no, no.

- You can't record me doing it.

- It's too good to not...

- No.

- ...preserve forever.

- People are...

gonna think

I'm making fun of...

No. Nobody's gonna think

you're making fun.

- No one cares.

- Oh, my God.

- Just do it.

- Don't post it.

Okay, I won't. I promise.

Okay, hold on. I have to get...

get in character.

If you're over the age...

Stop...

You can't.

If you're over the age of 65,

you might be noticing

some changes to your body.

Hold on.

It should...

Sir, this is a serious matter.

- Oh, I'm so sorry.

- I'm trying to inform

- the public.

- Absolutely.

If you're over the age of 65,

you may have what I have.

If you're seeing changes

in your body,

you may have elderly,

type-two, late-onset puberty.

- Oh, my God.

- Now, if you're noticing

these changes, then I hope

that you will join me,

Wilford Brimley...

Wilford Brimley...

...in learning about the changes

to your body.

I've had enough of this.

You know,

I think Wilford Brimley

is gonna be very upset

when he sees this.

He's not going to see it.

Oh, my God.

Hey, hey! Are you okay?

- Huh? Wha...

- What the hell?

What happened?

- Oh, my God.

- Hey.

- You're bleeding.

- I am?

Yeah, you're bleeding.

Are you okay?

- Oh, my God.

- Are you okay?

- I don't know.

- Hey, hey. Hey.

- Where are we?

- What happened?

Hey, hold on.

Stop, stop.

Let me just...

- Here, let me just...

- Oh, my God.

It's so scary,

like, having no control. I...

I just didn't...

We're all a culmination

of our choices, I think.

And, you know,

the good ones and the bad ones.

And I...

have made some bad ones.

But those were mine,

they were my choices.

Well, he took that.

He took all of our choices.

I think it's a f*cking miracle

that more of us didn't end up

like Charlie Danforth.

So, how is that going?

Oh, it's fine.

Aside from feeling

like the actual... Titanic,

the whole surrogacy thing

is really not a bad gig,

especially compared

to the hundreds of other gigs

- that I've had in Larkin.

- Hmm.

And, you know,

not all of us got the luxury

of being able to leave, so...

- Yeah.

- Mm.

Speaking of plans changing,

I have to show you this.

I found this

while I was unpacking.

It is too good.

Lucas,

you are also gonna love this.

Look at that.

- Oh, my God.

- Can you believe that?

I know.

I think that was science class.

Oh, my God, and look at the...

the Mash game.

- Hmm.

- Oh, my God.

You were gonna be an artist,

drive a motorcycle,

have 12 kids...

Way too many.

Make 200 a year.

You were gonna be married

to R. Patz.

And you were gonna

- live in Austin.

- Jesus.

Well, at least I got

one of those right.

You're married to R. Patz?

Shut up.

Uh, can I show you something?

I also wanted to know, is...

uh...

Has Lucas been weird lately?

Weird? Lucas?

The most normal human boy

on the planet?

Like, is he partying a lot?

No, not really. I mean,

since I've slowed down,

he kind of has, too...

At least that I know of.

Yeah.

Uh, if you could just watch this

and tell me

if you notice anything.

If you're over the age...

Stop.

You can't...

You know, I think...

...Wilford Brimley is gonna

be very upset

when he sees this.

He's not gonna see it.

Wendy?

Wendy?

What is going on?

Wendy?

Wendy?

Have you noticed

a weird guy around town?

He's got a long coat,

and he's carrying

- this bag that's like...

- Oh, yeah, like...

- ...beat up...

- ...some old a*s like satchel?

- Yes!

- Like a weird 1920's doctor?

Yes, we saw him...

Um, where did we s...

Oh, we saw him at Boon's.

It was so weird.

He was just, like,

sitting there,

like, staring at Boon,

didn't order anything.

Why? Who is he?

Well, we think

he has something to do with...

- Hey.

- Hey.

Am I interrupting anything?

- Thanks.

- How you feeling?

Oh, better today, thanks.

Is that Miss Lynn Page I see?

- The one and only.

- Hi, Mr. Carr.

It's been a while.

Heard you became a filmmaker.

You making a movie?

Hope it's better

than your brother's last one.

I don't know

what I'm doing, to be honest.

They know we only have

so much attention

that can be paid

to the world around us.

They are banking

on that attention

being spread thin.

They are banking on it!

They want your heart

and your eyes

and your mind focused

on whatever loud and shiny

and lascivious thing

keeps your attention away

from what really matters!

They are the hand...

that distracts you

during the magic trick.

I know he ordered

his brisket fatty,

so it couldn't be all bad,

right?

Reverend Carr was a great man.

Absolute shame

what happened to him.

Absolute shame.

He's the only thing that kept

faith alive in this town.

The only thing.

If you are righteous,

what do you give to Him?

What does He receive from you?

I want each and every one of you

to ask yourself that question,

"What do I give to Him?"

"Do I give all of myself?"

"Is there something more

I could give?"

Everybody in Larkin

had a relationship

with Endicott,

like it or not.

After the accident,

after we, like, almost died,

this was also...

pretty soon

after my mom passed.

And, um...

When she was sick,

I drove her to church

every Sunday.

Yeah,

the Sunday after the accident...

it wasn't...

it wasn't like a come to Jesus

or anything,

but I just thought...

the routine might be nice,

so I... got in my car.

It was like muscle memory.

I just drove there, and...

it's like he knew.

That's when he...

pulled me aside and...

asked me to be his surrogate.

I wish I could say

that I thought about it...

...really hard...

that I... ...you know,

did my research or...

prayed, I don't know...

but I didn't.

He knew that... I would say yes.

He knew that I needed it.

He got really spooked.

He was paranoid,

like, he thought something bad

was gonna happen to me.

I don't know,

like, die in childbirth

for a kid that wasn't even mine.

He did really care about me,

and...

I appreciate that

Our God comes

and will not be silent.

A fire devours before Him,

and around Him a tempest rages.

He summons

the heavens above and the Earth,

that He may judge as me.

Gather to me

this consecrated people

who made a covenant

with me by sacrifice,

and the heavens proclaim

His righteousness,

for He is a God of justice.

- Hey, you speeding?

- Yeah.

- What... what's going on?

- Hey.

- Hey. What?

- I had to do something.

I need you guys

not to freak out.

Look, I'm not making this up.

I'm not f*cking crazy, okay?

I need you to believe me.

- Okay? You believe me, right?

- Yeah, of course.

Of course we do.

You're gonna want to film this.

Wait. Lucas.

Go look at his neck.

Look at Boon's neck.

Look, I came in here,

and he's just f*cking

rooting around

with a knife in there, and...

and I take this f*cking sack,

and I just put it over his head,

- and the guy f*cking drops...

- ...like that.

Lucas,

what the f*ck is that?

I don't f*cking know, man.

But all this is f*cking real.

Why don't you just call

the cops?

We need to call somebody.

What the f*ck

am I gonna tell them?

- I mean, tell them...

- There's this f*cking

magic sack...

...on this guy's head?

No, stop, stop.

sh*t.

No f*cking way, dude.

You're a f*cking m*rder*r.

You see this?

You see this?

I got everything.

You are so f*cked.

Who are you talking about?

Oh, not again.

What's happening to them?

No!

I'm... I'm calling the cops.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Oh, you better f*cking help!

What the f*ck is that?

You okay?

Boon.

Where's he going?

Are those in them too?

Well, can you fix them?

I wouldn't say I trusted him.

I would say that I...

believed him.

I would say that I...

believed that he knew

what he was doing

and what he was talking about.

Well, Boon would have died.

He would have bled to death,

- and it would have been my fault.

- I...

...because I had no idea

what the f*ck was going on,

but he knew.

He knew how to do things

that weren't possible.

Is this a problem?

The cameras are the reason

I'm here in the first place.

Sit.

Okay.

Can you at least tell us

what you're doing?

Cutting the connection

between him and the feeder.

Okay, you keep saying feeder.

What is the feeder?

It's called the feeder

because he's the one

who's been feeding on every man,

woman, and child in Larkin.

You got hitchhikers inside you.

And when he gets thirsty...

your hitchhiker

is the straw he uses...

...to drink you.

So, why aren't you helping us?

I'm helping myself.

Oh. Oh, what is that?

Uh, can you please not k*ll me?

Oh, God!

- Whoa!

- What the f*ck?

Oh!

Oh, my God!

Holy sh*t!

Oh, my God. Wait.

Those are all...

Yes.

f*ck!

Oh! Oh, my God.

Wait. What are you doing?

- Hey!

- Hey. You have to...

What are you doing?

No, it's...

it's Endicott Carr's.

I'm his surrogate.

What the f*ck?

What?

Talk to us. What?

So, that was the first time

that I really felt him

kind of like...

like, inside me,

like, controlling me.

But I swear

it was not me doing that.

Wendy!

What the f*ck is that?

What the f*ck is that?

Hey.

Wendy, no. Come back.

Wendy. Don't... Stay... f*ck.

Hey!

f*ck!

No! Lucas!

Well,

all I really... remember is,

like, I think I was just

kind of on autopilot.

I just, like, went home and...

you know, ended up back

in my apartment.

I... I don't remember

making the choice.

Wendy?

No, come back. Wendy, don't.

Hey!

What the f*ck?

We were only able

to theorize why things happened

after we discovered the depths

of Endicott's paranoia

and transgressions.

Prior to Wendy's surrogacy,

Endicott's feedings

must have taken

place in the middle

of the night,

allowing him to prey

undetected for decades.

When Endicott decided he wanted

an heir to his legacy,

he began draining

Larkin's life force

into the bodies

of himself and his child

in Wendy's womb.

As for The Stranger,

we initially thought

he was here to save us.

But now know his plan all

along was to infect himself

with Endicott's power

and use it in ways even

the Reverend never dared.

You have no idea what it's like

to not only know

that he's inside your head,

but also, like...

I f*cking hate him.

He knew that he could

just do whatever... he wanted,

because that's what he'd been

doing our entire lives, and...

he preyed on me.

And despite that decree,

that all fealty

and all worship should be

paid to Darius...

Daniel defied that decree.

No.

I just remember waking up...

tied to that chair.

- Oh, my...

- Don't scream.

Don't... scream.

I am gonna hurt you.

Because it has to be real.

I'm doing this

for your own good.

He kept praying.

His faith...

Wendy!

Just...

Go. Right there. Stop.

- Okay. Is this too far?

- Great.

She's not here.

- Come.

- Okay.

Oh, Reverend,

I want a lot more than a town.

Pick up

that m*therf*cking camera!

Stop!

Where is this?

What? What? What the...

What the f*ck?

Hey!

Hey, stop!

Oh, my God!

...he disappeared.

Ma'am,

is the assailant still with you?

No, he went...

- he went into the wall.

And the person

who was stabbed,

- are they conscious?

- Yes, they are.

And the Reverend?

A unit is on its way.

Can you describe the suspect?

He's... six foot tall.

Wendy,

and then my brother Lucas.

Everyone else is gone.

Oh, f*ck.

And I saw an angel

standing in the sun,

cried in a loud voice

to all the birds flying

in mid-air,

"Come,

gather together

for the great supper of God,

so that you may eat the flesh

of kings, generals,

the mighty,

of horses and their riders,

and the flesh of all people

free and sl*ve,

great and small."

Then I saw the beast

and the kings of the earth,

and their armies

gathered together

to wage w*r against the rider

on the horse and his army.

But the beast was captured,

and with it the false prophet

who performed the signs

on its behalf.

And with these signs

he had deluded those

who had received the mark

of the beast

and worshipped its image.

The two of them

were thrown alive

into the fiery lake

of burning sulfur.

Lucas took me to the hospital,

but...

the doctors didn't even

really see me.

'Cause, like...

there was nothing,

like, the wounds had healed.

You know,

like there was nothing

really... clearly wrong.

Um, you still think they'd want

to know more information.

I mean...

We gave

Sheriff Hoyt a copy

of the footage from that night.

The Stranger slitting

Wendy's throat.

The Stranger crippling Endicott.

Endicott bursting into flames.

Everything.

We never heard back.

He either couldn't see

the footage or is in denial.

He wouldn't be the only one.

Despite sending it

to a cryptologist,

we still haven't been able

to translate the book.

And that left us with the sack.

We'd seen him use it.

We knew what it could do.

Whatever The Stranger did

to give it power seems

to have faded along with him.

And without being able to read

The Stranger's book,

it was useless in our hands.

We still have no idea

what happened to The Stranger,

where he went,

how he traveled the way he did,

or what he's capable of.

It's as if he didn't mind

leaving behind several locks,

knowing full well

we didn't have the keys.

We never saw The Stranger again.

When something like this

happens to you, like,

you don't trust reality anymore.

So in... in reality,

I knew he was dead.

I knew he was gone. Um...

But...

in the moment, like...

...you know, I...

I just freaked out, and, um...

I don't know if it was like a...

like a hallucination

or whatever, but,

um, at one point,

it's like he was there.

And of course,

after the fact, it's like...

what the f*ck was it all for?

I thought

I was helping somebody...

and... then everything happened,

and then he's dead,

and I'm stuck with this.

Like, I thought the kid

was gonna be some kind

of f*cking monster, like...

I got, like, one...

good look...

at the baby.

It looked like

a pretty perfect little kid.

No.

No.

A baby's a baby.

Doesn't need

to be burdened with...

whatever sh*t his father...

was doing.

Doesn't need that legacy.

Deserves a fresh start.

After Endicott died,

all the physical signs

of the infection

in Larkin's resident's

faded away.

Despite that, some still

do not see

what's right

in front of their faces.

Uh,

Winston Boon here, um...

Probably dead.

I hate...

I don't like being here.

I know. Me either.

We're gonna need

to get these tapes.

Hey, Lynn, you see this?

Okay.

What?

Holy sh*t.

I can't help but think

of a detail about H.H. Holmes,

one of America's

first serial K*llers.

He was a businessman who had

a custom furnace built

in the basement of

an apartment building he owned.

It's been reported that

after the residents

went to sleep,

Holmes would descend

into the basement,

ignite the furnace

and sit in front of it,

feeling its all-consuming heat

as the bodies of his victims

were incinerated.

People knew about the furnace.

Someone had to build it for him.

Someone had to show him

how to use it.

Our parents installed

Endicott's cameras,

but like the contractors

that built Holmes's furnace,

they didn't know

the system's true purpose.

Endicott not only

wanted to remember

every moment of preying

on his victims...

...but he was brazen

enough to think

no one would ever

find his archives.

And without

the Reverend's vanity...

I'm not sure we ever

would have been able

to piece this together.

Lucas and I watched our parents

prematurely decline

over our teenage years.

Their minds, memories,

and bodies failing them

as an undiagnosable disease

took their lives weeks apart.

There's nothing more

devastating than losing

the people you love

and not understanding why.

But now I believe

their proximity to Endicott

is what cost them their lives.

I can't prove why he did it,

but I know it was him.

I'm not ashamed to say

I'm happy he lived long enough

to know my family was there

when he lost everything.

My brother once told a story

about finding a videotape

in our barn.

The truth was he'd found it

in an envelope

in our parents' desk.

I believe some part of them

knew they were complicit

in Endicott's plans.

Our parents knew they had

to get proof,

but Endicott's control

kept them

from understanding

the part they played

in spreading his influence.

I think we all have an instinct

for what's right

and what's wrong in the world.

Lucas' gut instinct led him

to expose the first tape,

just like his gut instinct

led him

to believe

Endicott was involved.

Where his gut instinct

let him down was

in believing he was

the most important character

in the story.

That he was the only person

Endicott had been targeting.

He wasn't.

I do.

A lie doesn't stop being a lie

just because it leads

to the truth.

And, um...

I really don't want

to be remembered as a liar.

You know, there

are good people in Larkin.

Um, people would have figured it

out eventually,

you know, even if I hadn't

done what I had done.

I have to believe

that the truth

would have come out...

regardless.

And people

would have believed it.

I needed Lucas

after our parents died.

And I resented him

for falling down

his own rabbit hole.

If I hadn't answered Lucas,

his story, our story,

would have ended

very differently.

But that's the thing

with family.

You always risk giving them

one last chance.

You always risk hoping

they're going

to prove you wrong.

But after uncovering the truth

of what happened to my family,

I'm still haunted by something.

Why was I not affected?

Is it because I left Larkin?

Or are there parts of this story

even I'm blind to?

I might never know.

Not all monsters are a hoax.

They just don't look

like Bob Gimlin

in a hairy costume.

Or a toy submarine photographed

in black and white.

The monsters

of the 21st century

feed in broad daylight.

Hello.

I'm the Reverend Endicott Carr,

spelled with two T's

and two R's.

If you don't know me already,

I hope to know some of you

real well, real soon.

If you let me in, of course.